As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Feixue killed the last violent brown bear around her. The huge bear corpse fell beside her, in sharp contrast to her petite figure.
Murong Feixue looked at the tidal wave of monsters coming in the distance, sighed and said, "Damn it! Whatever you're afraid of will come to you!"
Seeing that Murong Feixue was also a little tired, the man riding the dragon laughed like a schadenfreude: "Even if you use up your spiritual power inexhaustibly, you still can't bear it, right?"
"Even if you swat so many mosquitoes, your hands will get sore." Murong Feixue curled her lips and glared at the man riding a dragon.
"Let's go. There's a mouth in front of us. Let's go there to hide. In a moment, the Purple Gold Dragon King Palace will appear." The man riding the dragon pointed at a place. As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Murong Fei.
Snow's little hand led her to gallop in that direction.
"You..." Murong Feixue was stunned and looked at the man riding the dragon, speechless.
But his expression was not abnormal, and there was no evil look on his face. It seemed that he was just acting in a hurry. It was natural and understandable. In this way, Murong Feixue lost his anger and concentrated on his way.
Unexpectedly, the group of mercenaries suddenly caught up with them, and they knelt down in front of Murong Feixue one by one, saying in a flurry of words:
"Sir...sir, please take us away. If it hadn't been for you just now, we would have been eaten by the monsters."
"Yes, sir, please save us."
"Yes, sir, you have such a bodhisattva heart, so let us follow you. If you don't take us out, we will definitely die here."
Murong Feixue couldn't stand the atmosphere of being begged by a group of people on their knees. Her dark eyebrows frowned slightly and she said in a deep voice: "Get up and talk first. Who are you and what are you doing here?"
The leading mercenary replied urgently: "Sir, we are mercenaries here. We usually make a living by hunting Warcraft. Unexpectedly, we encountered the World of Warcraft craze today."
A mercenary next to him also hurriedly said: "Hey... I heard from my grandfather that some of our ancestors died in the Warcraft craze. This Warcraft craze only happens once every hundreds of years. As long as you encounter it, you will definitely die."
.”
Seeing that all of them were really frightened and eager to survive, Murong Feixue couldn't bear it. She nodded and said: "I see you are not bad people, come with us."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the man riding a dragon glanced at Murong Feixue. Unexpectedly, this woman could sometimes kill coldly and sometimes help the world. She is really a woman who is hard to see through, but becomes more and more attractive as the reader reads.
.
The group of mercenaries all fell to the ground and said in unison: "Thank you, sir, for saving your life. Thank you, sir, for saving your life..."
Murong Feixue said: "Let's go quickly. It will be bad if the wave of monsters comes. Let's rush to that mouthful."
The group of people followed Murong Feixue and the man riding the dragon, and encountered several waves of magical beasts on the way, but were killed instantly by Murong Feixue and the man riding the dragon.
At this time, the mercenaries discovered that the man riding the dragon was also so powerful, and seemed to be even better than Murong Feixue. They even felt that their chance of survival was much greater. With such a master opening the way, the group quickly
When they came to the awkward place, the mercenaries lined up in a defensive posture. Murong Feixue and the man riding a dragon stood in the middle.
The monsters haven't reached the point where they can't speak yet, so they have a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of this gap, the mercenaries sat down one after another. They ate some food and drank some water. It will definitely be a fierce battle in a while, so they must conserve their strength now.
As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Feixue killed the last violent brown bear around her. The huge bear corpse fell next to her, which was in sharp contrast to her petite figure.
Murong Feixue looked at the tidal wave of monsters coming in the distance, sighed and said, "Damn it! Whatever you're afraid of will come to you!"
Seeing that Murong Feixue was also a little tired, the man riding the dragon laughed like a schadenfreude: "Even if you use up your spiritual power inexhaustibly, you still can't bear it, right?"
"Even if you swat so many mosquitoes, your hands will get sore." Murong Feixue curled her lips and glared at the man riding a dragon.
"Let's go. There's a mouth in front of us. Let's go there to hide. In a moment, the Purple Gold Dragon King Palace will appear." The man riding the dragon pointed at a place. As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Murong Fei.
Snow's little hand led her to gallop in that direction.
"You..." Murong Feixue was stunned and looked at the man riding the dragon, speechless.
But his expression was not abnormal, and there was no evil look on his face. It seemed that he was just acting in a hurry. It was natural and understandable. In this way, Murong Feixue lost his anger and concentrated on his way.
Unexpectedly, the group of mercenaries suddenly caught up with them, and they knelt down in front of Murong Feixue one by one, saying in a flurry of words:
"Sir...sir, please take us away. If it hadn't been for you just now, we would have been eaten by the monsters."
"Yes, sir, please save us."
"Yes, sir, you have such a bodhisattva heart, so let us follow you. If you don't take us out, we will definitely die here."
Murong Feixue couldn't stand the atmosphere of being begged by a group of people on their knees. Her dark eyebrows frowned slightly and she said in a deep voice: "Get up and talk first. Who are you and what are you doing here?"
The leading mercenary replied urgently: "Sir, we are mercenaries here. We usually make a living by hunting Warcraft. Unexpectedly, we encountered the World of Warcraft craze today."
A mercenary next to him also hurriedly said: "Hey... I heard from my grandfather that some of our ancestors died in the Warcraft craze. This Warcraft craze only happens once every hundreds of years. As long as you encounter it, you will definitely die."
.”
Seeing that all of them were really frightened and eager to survive, Murong Feixue couldn't bear it. She nodded and said: "I see you are not bad people, come with us."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the man riding a dragon glanced at Murong Feixue. Unexpectedly, this woman could sometimes kill coldly and sometimes help the world. She is really a woman who is hard to see through, but becomes more and more attractive as the reader reads.
.
The group of mercenaries all fell to the ground and said in unison: "Thank you, sir, for saving your life. Thank you, sir, for saving your life..."
Murong Feixue said: "Let's go quickly. It will be bad if the wave of monsters comes. Let's rush to that mouthful."
The group of people followed Murong Feixue and the man riding the dragon, and encountered several waves of magical beasts on the way, but were killed instantly by Murong Feixue and the man riding the dragon.
At this time, the mercenaries discovered that the man riding the dragon was also so powerful, and seemed to be even better than Murong Feixue. They even felt that their chance of survival was much greater. With such a master opening the way, the group quickly
When they came to the awkward place, the mercenaries lined up in a defensive posture. Murong Feixue and the man riding a dragon stood in the middle.
The monsters haven't reached the point where they can't speak yet, so they have a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of this gap, the mercenaries sat down one after another. They ate some food and drank some water. It will definitely be a fierce battle in a while, so they must conserve their strength now.
