As night falls, the faint silver-white moonlight shines in the World of Warcraft Forest that is filled with a murderous atmosphere, making some of the outer areas of the World of Warcraft Forest look a little sad and lonely.
On the low shrubs, the green leaves are covered with water droplets condensed by little mist due to the alternating temperature difference between morning and night. Those little water droplets are extremely clear and unsullied, like a newborn baby, and like a newly born baby.
The beautiful woman taking a bath makes people want to cherish this innocence from the bottom of their hearts. It is a pity that the faint smell of murder and the faint sound of shouting and killing destroy this beauty, otherwise, this will be a very romantic time.
In this dark night, on a tall tree about 700 meters away from the Potian Mercenary Group's camp, a young man in his early twenties was sitting quietly on the branch of the tree, nonchalantly shining his left hand.
Holding a palm-sized mirror.
The young man in his early twenties has a face that is so ordinary that he would disappear in a few breaths among the crowd. A short beard on his chin makes him look even more ordinary.
Ordinary, even the light blue robe he was wearing was not anything special. Despite this, the young man still looked at himself in the mirror and kept praising him, as if he was really a beautiful man.
.The faint moonlight shone on his intoxicated face, making the narcissistic expression on his face even clearer. If it weren't for this faint moonlight, it is estimated that the young man would not be able to shine on the palm-sized face as usual in this night.
Mirror.
The young man in his early twenties is not sitting here because he is idle. The reason why he is sitting on this tree is precisely because he is silently waiting for someone, waiting for a black man who looks to be in his twenties.
The young man with black hair. The narcissistic young man knew that the person he was waiting for would definitely pass by here, because the guy with black hair was such a guy.
Perhaps because the night was already dark, even the narcissistic young man felt a little cold. After looking in the mirror for a while, the narcissistic young man took out a space ring with the Chinese character "TU" engraved in seal script.
The black fluffy cloak quickly covered his body.
Even if he is as narcissistic as this young man, he still knows that just looking at his handsome face in the mirror cannot withstand the cold. In fact, it is very easy for a narcissistic young man to withstand the cold with his physical fighting spirit level, although
In this way, the narcissistic young man still carefully put on a cold cloak just to reduce the contact between the cold air and his skin.
"You haven't come yet... You haven't come yet? Even though you are as handsome as me, I don't want to wait alone above the tree in this cold night with only loneliness..." The narcissistic young man rubbed his hair hidden in the fluffy cloak.
He shivered slightly with his hands and then said to himself. In fact, the narcissistic young man didn't feel the cold much after putting on the fluffy cloak. The reason why he still rubbed his hands was purely to create an atmosphere. The narcissistic young man is not
The other person is Tu Yingjun, a close friend of Long Zhan, the leader of the Potian Mercenary Group, a member of the Tu family among the twelve ancient beast soul families, and known as "Brother Handsome".
Perhaps Tu Yingjun reacted to the verbosity of the night sky, and not long after, a young man with black hair who looked to be in his twenties finally appeared, and he was passing by where Tu Yingjun was at a leisurely pace.
trees, heading towards the direction where the Potian Mercenary Group’s camp is located.
The black-haired young man had an arrogant and domineering face, a sturdy back, a big cigarette in his mouth and puffed away at the surroundings, as if he didn't care about his surroundings. He was wearing a flowing gray uniform and tattered leather shoes.
It seemed that it would break at any time, but he didn't care. Instead, he seemed to like this kind of trendy dress very much.
The rotten leather shoes under his feet kicked a pebble on the ground, and the pebble rolled on the ground a few more times, as if he was dissatisfied with his situation. But the black-haired young man didn't care about it. The life and death of the pebble on the roadside
It had nothing to do with him at all, even Tu Yingjun squatting on the branch of a tree was the same to him.
The black-haired young man is exactly the person Tu Yingjun has been waiting for for a long time - Pine, one of the top five members of the Chameleon Mercenary Group, known as "Thunder Fist"!
"Hey, 'Thunder Fist' Pine, you can do whatever you want, but ignoring me, an extremely handsome man, is a big sin!" Tu Yingjun was very surprised when he saw Pine passing by under the tree where he was standing as if nothing had happened.
Unexpectedly, before he even had time to retract the palm-sized mirror and the fluffy cloak into the space ring, he shouted at the arrogant "Thunder Fist" over there, seemingly very angry.
This can’t be blamed on Tu Yingjun’s anger. For Tu Yingjun, who considers himself handsome, few things make him feel more uncomfortable than being ignored. He can tolerate others calling him disgusting and narcissistic, and he can tolerate others’ disrespect.
He knows how to praise his handsome face, but he cannot allow others to ignore his existence!
Pine was obviously stunned for a moment because of Tu Yingjun's yelling, but it was only a moment. Ignoring Tu Yingjun who was still staying in the tree wearing a fluffy cloak, Pine moved forward again, dragging the rotten corpse with him.
The leather shoes looked even more arrogant and domineering to Tu Yingjun.
This is a secret provocation, which is already an extremely strong provocation! Tu Yingjun has reason to believe that if this "Thunder Fist" Paine is not a handsome and strong man, not many people would dare to trouble him, so he is waiting for him
They must be killing everyone! With full of anger, Tu Yingjun put away the palm-sized mirror in his hand and the fluffy cloak draped on his shoulders. He jumped and turned over and landed directly ten meters in front of Pine.
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Pine obviously didn't expect that Tu Yingjun would have the guts to block the way of his "Thunder Fist" Pine, and he was suddenly stunned again. For the first time, he looked at Tu Yingjun's face, which was so ordinary that he could probably put it in the crowd for a few breaths.
Glancing at the disappearing ordinary Chinese character face, he slightly recalled the extremely narcissistic words that Tu Yingjun had yelled at him before. Paine scratched his black hair, and then smiled. It was not a faint smile, not an appreciation.
A smile, but a contemptuous sneer that is the most infuriating.
"Are you laughing? What are you laughing at!?" Tu Yingjun could roughly guess what Pine was laughing about, but his instinct still made him ask involuntarily. A strong aura emanated from Tu Yingjun's body, rustic.
The lustful figure of the sixth-grade soil red tutu also put on an expression that he thought he was handsome, floating behind Tu Yingjun and staring closely at the prey in front of him, as if once Pine said something that did not suit his purpose, no matter whether it was Tu Yingjun
The same earth-yellow six-grade red tugs would fight each other.
Despite this, Paine did not follow Tu Yingjun's tactics! Rather than arrogant, Paine was even more arrogant! The same powerful aura surged out from Paine's body in the shape of an umbrella, and the blue-purple seventh-grade thunder beast loomed.
There was an absolutely untamable look behind Yu Pine. Pine curled his lips and sneered again, saying: "I'm laughing at you for thinking you're handsome even though you have a pig's head!"
Suddenly, the entire forest was filled with a tense situation!
The seventh-grade soul commander vs. the sixth-grade soul king, no one can stop this battle. No one in this world can stop this battle! Tu Yingjun’s anger coupled with Pine’s arrogance, there is no one in this world.
Things can put an end to the hottest showdown in the world!
Without saying any more nonsense, Tu Yingjun kicked his foot hard, and he moved first! The fists filled with the earth attribute fighting spirit of earthy yellow and indigo angrily attacked Paine's abdomen, and his momentum was even stronger than ten thousand.
The galloping horse is even more amazing.
Despite this, Pine is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. He also uses fists as weapons, and the name "Thunder Fist" is definitely not someone else's random name. He instantly dodged Tu Yingjun's angry fist attack, and Pine wrapped his fists with blue
The purple and blue bordered thunder attribute fighting spirit, and then the iron fist surrounded by the blue-purple silver snake, mercilessly greeted Tu Yingjun's self-proclaimed handsome face without leaving any trace of emotion! Even, Paine wanted to
He had to use his extremely powerful Razer Iron Fist to beat Tu Yingjun's ordinary face into a real pig's head, so that he could slightly alleviate the uneasiness in his heart.
Tu Yingjun obviously saw Pine's dirty tactics, and as soon as he hid, he started to curse. From the eighteenth generation of his ancestors down to his future descendants, Tu Yingjun scolded Pine all over the place, and he was very angry after the curse.
Tu Yingjun, who seldom used swear words, even felt very incredible about his recent gaffe. At this time, he sighed, it turns out that a person who goes crazy can actually reach such a superhuman state of selflessness!
Pine obviously didn't care about Tu Yingjun's scolding, as if he didn't have the slightest fondness for his eighteen generations of ancestors or even his future children. In Pine's eyes, there was only an old and senile kind man.
The old man, other than that, he didn't take anything else into his heart. The domineering silver snake's iron fist with blue-purple fighting spirit kept greeting Tu Yingjun everywhere except his face, making Tu Yingjun's whole body feel pain and numbness.
.Despite this, Tu Yingjun also gave Pine's whole body a powerful and angry fist full of earth-colored indigo edges and entangled with fighting spirit. For a moment, the two were evenly matched!
Despite this, Pine actually has the upper hand. The fighting spirit of the thunder attribute has the special effect of paralysis, and coupled with the seventh-grade high-level soul product, Pine's fists are definitely not something that Tu Yingjun can easily handle. If it weren't for it,
Tu Yingjun's boxing technique was passed down from the Twelve Ancient Beast Soul Families, so in this kind of boxing fight, Tu Yingjun had already lost.