No matter how angry these extremes are, they can't change a bloody fact.
The True Lion City, where countless elites from the five races gathered, was completely bombed into a pile of ruins.
Within a radius of ten miles, there was only a shocking, fiery pit left. All the previous buildings in the True Lion City were reduced to nothing, and there was not even any trace of their existence.
Even in the two hundred miles of jungle, there is not a single intact tree or a complete piece of land.
The originally humid and cold wet world is now so dry for the first time.
But this dryness has the properties of hell attached to it.
The only strong men who could survive at the scene were the ninth-grade divine elders and the seventh- and eighth-grade high-ranking generals. As for the sixth-grade battalion generals, half of them were dead.
Most of the remaining other half would be better off dead.
Some generals who were injured so seriously no longer needed treatment.
Although there are still some who can survive, their way to break through to the seventh level in the future has been cut off, and their strength will plummet.
In this battle, the losses suffered by the True Lion City were unprecedented.
No race can withstand such a disaster.
The seventh- and eighth-grade generals were all dumbfounded and frightened to death. They could not accept what they saw in front of them for a while.
This is simply an illusion.
The 200,000 coalition warriors who had been arranging their troops just now, preparing to welcome the return of Juexin, were instantly blown into ashes.
Not even a body was left behind.
How tragic.
It's simply miserable.
Not to mention the seventh and eighth grade gods, even the ninth grade divine elders were all trembling with fear.
They have been practicing for so many years, and they have experienced countless ups and downs and tribulations along the way to reach the ninth level.
But it was the first time I had seen the tragedy before my eyes.
The key point is that this is a disaster that happened under one's own eyes.
Those ninth-grade god elders were also heartbroken.
The timing of the explosion was too coincidental.
One step, even if the top people come back one step earlier, things will not be reduced to this situation.
This coincidence even gives people the illusion that even the sky will destroy the real Lion City.
"If I read it correctly, a low-level Yang Xiang clan should have appeared first just now, and Fei Ningxiao, the pinnacle of the Boiling Blood clan, was hugging the Yang Xiang clan's body tightly.
"Then there was an explosion!
"Who is that low-level Yang Xiang clan?"
At this time, a ninth-grade god elder from the Zhangmu Clan turned his head, looked at the Yangxiang Clan camp and asked.
Due to the return of the top players, the few remaining ninth-level and seventh-level generals also stood behind their respective top players.
The camps of the five races are also completely separated.
"Huh, what does the Zhangmu clan mean by asking this?"
Qingchu gritted his teeth angrily.
It was clearly that idiot Fei Ningxiao who killed 200,000 coalition troops. Are you planning to blame the Yangxiang clan?
Simply abominable.
"This is not a slander by me, the Zhangmu Clan has evidence!"
Faced with Juedian's questioning, the ninth grade Zhangmu clan did not panic.
He flicked his finger, and instantly, a dark pebble floated in the air, emitting bursts of light.
Then, a light curtain appeared in front of all the powerful men.
This was the gate of the True Lion City before it was bombed. The 200,000 warriors were full of morale and were waiting for the top warriors to return and review their murderous intent.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, a low-level Yangxiang tribesman with tattered clothes and a rag on his face appeared directly under the city gate.
The Spider-Man mask worn on Xueyang's face originally had certain corrosion resistance. Although he returned to the wet state, the mask was not corroded for a moment.
And Fei Ningxiao's substitute was tightly wrapped around Xueyang.
A whirlpool inexplicably led to two unrelated people.
The top of the Boiling Blood Clan.
Yangxiang tribe shrimps.
The plot after that is relatively simple and straightforward.
After the light curtain was filled with dazzling light, it was the end of the explosion.
"This is the recording demon weapon of my Palm Eye Clan. It has a longer history than the Source Image Stone. I can keep the video recording at all times, so I recorded the scene just now.
"Now I just want to know who the hidden Yangxiang tribe is!"
The ninth grade member of the Zhangmu Clan continued to ask.
His eyes were fixed on Qingchudong, and he refused to give in.
"Fei Ningxiao, give me an explanation!
"There is also the Boiling Blood Tribe. The four tribes also need an explanation from you as to why Fei Ningxiao wanted to kill these 200,000 troops!"
Jue Dian of the Zhangmu Clan suppressed his anger.
He looked at Qingchu Cave with evil intentions, and then glared at the top of the Boiling Blood Clan.
This is simply unreasonable.
I sacrificed the Palm Clan's demon weapon to open the space channel to China for you.
Good for you.
Fei Ningxiao has made no achievements at the China Scientific Research Institute and has simply become a shame to the eight tribes in the wetland.
Forget it, he actually wants to return to the wet realm to kill again.
Are you venting your anger?
And that Yangxiang clan ant is not that simple either.
This matter cannot be resolved today. The Zhangmu Clan and the Boiling Blood Clan are not done with each other. He must find justice and receive compensation.
"Yes, the Boiling Blood Clan and the Yangxiang Clan, we need an explanation!"
The top of the Cyborg clan is also furious.
"If this matter is not resolved today, prepare to go to war!"
The Four-Armed Clan's top leader's temper exploded, and his murderous intent has enveloped the Boiling Blood Clan's top leader.
"Hmph, you have also seen that the Yangxiang tribe is just a low-level ant. I am a top-notch person. How can I know an ant!
"My analysis shows that he was probably the scapegoat captured by Fei Ningxiao before he died!
"Boiling Blood Tribe, I, Qingchu Cave, also need an explanation!"
Qingchudong was also holding back a lot of anger.
Since he was the initiator of the coalition of five tribes, there were only a lot more warriors from the Yangxiang tribe participating in the war.
200,000 troops were killed and the Yangxiang tribe suffered heavy losses.
And the pain was unbearable.
In this battle, Qingchu Cave sent many warriors from the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes to participate in the battle.
These are the best of the best.
At the same time, Qingchudong was also curious.
Why was Fei Ningxiao hugging a low-level Yangxiang clan member when he appeared from the void?
It doesn't make sense.
But that low-level Yangxiang tribe must have been blown to pieces.
There is no proof of death.
Although I don’t know why there is a Yangxiang clan, Qingchudong must kill them with one bite.
All the responsibility lies with the Boiling Clan.
Let all your anger be vented on the Boiling Blood Tribe.
It has nothing to do with me.
"Hmph, a bunch of wolf-hearted things.
"Fei Ningxiao must have been cursed by something and couldn't help it! And are you blind? Didn't you see that the warriors of my Boiling Blood Tribe were also wiped out?
"I really think it must be you, Qingchudong!
"Fei Ningxiao's substitute was first proposed by you, Qing Chudong, and that suspicious-looking ant from the Yangxiang clan, how do you explain it?
"Everyone knows that Fei Ningxiao doesn't know any space jumping tactics. He is clearly in the scientific research institute of China, so why can he return to the real Lion City in an instant?
"Qingchudong, give me an explanation!"
The leader of the Boiling Blood Clan was almost angered to death.
For this damn battle, I, the Boiling Blood Tribe, sacrificed an extremely high life.
In the end, you bunch of beasts are going to attack in groups?
What kind of faces did they have when they deceived Fei Ningxiao into dying, and what kind of faces do they have now?
There are no more shameless people in the world than the group in front of you.
Damn it.
"Qingchudong, what sinister plan do you have?
"We, the Cyborg clan, have sacrificed so many warriors this time. It's impossible for you to prevaricate them with just one word."
The top of the Cyborg clan gritted his teeth.
No matter how the Yangxiang clan and the Boiling Blood clan shirk each other, the responsibility this time must be borne by the two clans.
"Hmph, I, Qingchudong, don't know the identity of this Yangxiang tribe at all. He is the scapegoat captured by Fei Ningxiao!"
Qingchudong insisted on his opinion and his attitude was very tough.
Let the Yangxiang clan take the blame?
It's just a joke.
"Qingchudong, you are determined to frame me, the Boiling Blood Clan, aren't you?"
The top leader of the Boiling Blood Clan suddenly laughed.
He smiled sadly.
In terms of the number of people at the top, the Boiling Blood Clan is the least.
After the death of Fei Ningxiao, there are only two left.
One is guarding the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes, and the other is himself.
Other races currently have at least three peaks.
They are simply bullying the Boiling Blood Clan.
explain?
It's not like he can't feel the four extreme killing thoughts.
Now that things have happened, what else is there to do?
Is there any need for explanation?
Fei Ningxiao's explosion is irrefutable.
How cunning is Qingchudong?
How could he admit that the matter was related to the Yangxiang clan?
"Boiling Blood Clan, you must give an explanation to the Zhangmu Clan, otherwise I won't be able to give an explanation to my clan members!"
The leader of the Palm Clan took a deep breath.
The Zhangmu clan is already sparsely populated, and they are the clan that can least afford it.
"Do you think it's the Boiling Blood Clan's fault?"
The top leader of the Boiling Blood Clan sneered again and looked at the other top leaders.
The expression on his face was extremely sad.
“If it’s not the Boiling Blood Clan, who else could it be?
"We can't admit our mistake about Fei Ningxiao's aura."
The top of the Cyborg Clan already wants to swallow everyone alive in the Boiling Blood Clan.
"You, the Boiling Blood Tribe, are not doing as well as you do each year, and the land in the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes is constantly being eroded. And because Fei Ningxiao went to China to sacrifice this time, you, the Boiling Blood Tribe, have the fewest warriors to fight.
"I understand, is this a tactic?
"Fei Ningxiao had originally prepared two plans.
"He is in China, and he is indeed preparing to destroy the scientific research institute in China.
"But Fei Ningxiao used my Yangxiang tribe's stand-in to prepare a second plan. He also wanted to use the time when the coalition forces gathered to destroy the coalition's combat power.
"Vicious!
"What a vicious conspiracy!
"But Fei Ningxiao thinks too simply. Does she want to get rid of the crime just by killing some garbage from the Boiling Clan at the same time?"
Qingchudong's pupils suddenly lit up, and he slowly analyzed the purpose of the Boiling Blood Clan.
For a moment, the other Jue Ding looked at Qingchu Cave in surprise.
"What are you looking at!
"Can't you all analyze it? This is very simple logic.
"Did the Boiling Blood Clan have the smallest number of people participating in the battle this time, and were also the weakest in strength? Did the Boiling Blood Clan have the smallest number of warriors who were killed just now?
"Smart!
"By sacrificing Fei Ningxiao, who only has a lifespan of one year, the Boiling Blood Tribe can kill two birds with one stone!
"No wonder Fei Ningxiao, who has always been scheming, is willing to sacrifice herself.
"That's it, that's it!
"We've been fooled. We've all been fooled."
The more Qingchudong talks about, the more angry he gets.
He himself firmly believed in this set of chain analysis.
really.
Other Jue Ding suddenly realized.
After Qingchudong’s analysis, it turns out that’s really what happened.
Vicious!
The Boiling Blood Clan is vicious enough.
"Hahaha, Qingchudong, you Yangxiang tribe are really cunning and shameless!
"With so few warriors from the Boiling Blood Clan, isn't it the preferential treatment you gave me back then?
"Fei Ningxiao took the initiative to sacrifice her life to defeat Shenzhou without any second thoughts!
"I didn't expect that my Blood-boiled clan would end up with such a bad name!
"Qingchudong, you are shameless."
The leader of the Boiling Blood Clan was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
What bullshit analysis.
Although it seems reasonable and well-founded, it is basically Qingchudong's nonsense.
If Fei Ningxiao really had such a plan, I would be the best, so why didn’t I know it?
Beside Juedian, there were several high-level grandmasters from the Boiling Blood Clan.
Although they also looked at other races with hostility, in their hearts, they actually recognized Qingchudong's incisive analysis.
Of course, they were also a little angry.
Not smart.
The Fei Ningxiao tribe wanted to kill two birds with one stone, but the method was a bit clumsy, and the Zhangmu tribe noticed the clues.
That's right.
Everyone in the Boiling Clan believed it.
The motive is clear, the clues are clear, and the evidence is conclusive.
"The Boiling Blood Clan, I think you guys should commit suicide first to apologize!
"As for other compensations, you, the Bloody Clan, should also shoulder the responsibility."
The top leader of the Four-Armed Clan looked at the powerful men of the Boiling Blood Clan with murderous intent.
Boom!
Boom!
At the same time, the mottled earth began to shake, which was a sign that the Four-Armed Clan's peak energy and blood was about to explode.
cold!
The cold that cuts into the bones.
A wet environment is a wet environment after all.
The heat wave caused by the explosion had already been cooled by the moisture.
There was only a huge black pit at the scene.
As the murderous intent of all the strong men became more and more intense, a sharp wind suddenly blew up in the air.
Unknowingly, it seemed that there were several big hands in the void that were suppressing the few remaining strong men of the Palm Eye Clan.
"Walk!"
The top leader of the Zhangmu Clan did not hesitate.
He immediately burned his peak energy and blood, and at the same time, carrying the remaining high-level masters, he blasted directly towards the depths of the sky.
Because the burning energy and blood were so fierce, Jue Dian spit out blood continuously from his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, they were already thousands of miles away.
…
"Clan leader, what should we do next?"
After flying for a while, the ninth grade member of the Boiling Blood Tribe asked worriedly.
At that moment, he really felt a fatal crisis.
If he hadn't been so decisive in escaping from the top, he, a ninth grader, would probably have died here.
"Go back to the Holy Land immediately and summon all the warriors from the Star City to return!
"In the next three years, all members of the Boiling Blood Clan will recuperate and stop spreading the scattered star city.
"Perhaps we will have a fierce battle!"
The top of the mountain is about to burst.
He also understood Qingchudong's plan in his heart.
Whether Fei Ningxiao has a plan to kill two birds with one stone is actually not important anymore.
The coalition forces returned in defeat and 200,000 troops were killed. There had to be a scapegoat to take the blame.
It's obvious.
The strength of other races is almost the same, they will only find soft persimmons to pinch.
In this way, the death of a top-notch Boiling Clan member would make him the scapegoat who would thank the world for his death.
Arguments and explanations make no sense at all.
This is the common understanding of all Judeng.
the truth?
Is it important?
After all, their purpose is just to give an explanation to their own tribe.
"Lord Clan Master, are we, the Boiling Blood Clan, in danger?"
Another eighth-grade master also asked.
He was very flustered.
"I don't know, just leave it to fate.
"Perhaps, the disaster of the Boiling Blood Tribe has really come."
Juedian sighed and quickly accelerated his return to the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes.
What kind of war is this?
Just like joking.
After a huge death, Shenzhou was unscathed, but it still caused trouble to the Boiling Blood Clan.
Jue Dian's intestines are filled with regret.
You shouldn't have believed the lies in Qingchudong in the first place.
Alliance?
In this life, the Boiling Clan has refused to form an alliance.
Even if Shenzhou attacked the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes, they refused to form an alliance.
…
"Hmph, do you think everything will be fine if you run away?
"Boiling Blood Clan, just wait for me!"
The top of the Cyborg clan is ready to chase them, but the Boiling Blood clan has a characteristic, which is that it can burst out unparalleled instantaneous power under extreme conditions.
If the Boiling Blood Clan wants to escape, it will be difficult for him to catch up.
Moreover, in the battle with Shenzhou Yuan Longhan just now, these top players were exhausted.
Even if he could catch up, he might not be able to kill the top leader of the Boiling Blood Clan.
"Hmph, I must seek justice from the Boiling Blood Clan."
The top leader of the Four-Armed Clan also gritted his teeth.
So many warriors were killed in the explosion. If he didn't give an explanation to his clansmen, it would be difficult for him, the most powerful person, to step down.
And he couldn't swallow this breath.
He was actually taken advantage of by the Boiling Blood Clan.
"Everyone, if you want revenge and justice, just talking here is useless.
"I have a suggestion. I wonder if you would be interested in it?"
Suddenly, Qing Chudong raised his head and said darkly.
"Qingchudong, don't think that just because the Boiling Blood Clan is wiping your butt, you are safe and sound. Your Yangxiang Clan's hands and feet are not clean after this disaster."
The leader of the Zhangmu Clan looked wary.
This guy from Qingchudong has always been scheming and is definitely not a good guy.
really.
Several other Juedian also looked at Qingchu Cave with wary expressions.
"In so many years of war with the human race, which race has killed the most people, is it my Yangxiang race? Do I need to plot against you?
"I, the Yangxiang clan Cangji, just died on the battlefield, my body is still cold, did I, Qingchudong, say anything?
"We, the Yangxiang Clan, care about the entire Holy Land, but you are simply short-sighted."
Qingchudong had a livid face.
They are just a bunch of idiots.
If the top leaders of the eight tribes were smarter, how could they have allowed the Wuwen tribe to grow to this point?
It's just stupid.
"Qingchudong, if you fart, hurry up. I have to go back to appease the tribe."
The top of the Cyborg clan said coldly.
"Everyone, let's start the war!
"I have always felt that the eight tribes in the Shi Realm are a bit redundant and are not as good as the seven tribes in the Shi Realm.
"The other three tribes are facing the European and American battlefields, and there are not many places bordering our five tribes, so let's not talk about them for now."
"Just like how we destroyed the Thunder Clan back then, we can definitely destroy the Boiling Blood Clan if we put aside those three clans and just join forces with the four clans.
"After taking away the territory of the Boiling Blood Clan, let's divide the land based on merit. This will also make all four tribes richer.
"The Boiling Blood Clan only has two ultimate peaks left, and one of them is a new peak that has just broken through. Now is a perfect opportunity for us to attack.
"Besides, the Boiling Blood Clan also hides a few magical weapons, and our four clans can share them among themselves."
When Qing Chudong spoke, his pupils stared at the other Juedian menacingly, and they flickered, glowing with the luster of conspiracy.
The top masters haven't spoken yet, but several high-level masters behind them are already so frightened that their whole bodies are running cold.
Destroy a whole clan?
If Qingchu Cave's plan succeeds, the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes will only be called the Holy Land of the Seven Tribes in the future.
Is the Boiling Blood Clan really going to face extinction?
There were two ninth graders whose hearts were beating wildly, and they even looked excited.
Especially the Palm Clan.
Their only weakness is that their territory is somewhat narrow, and they have long wanted to expand their territory.
It's a pity that the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes only has such a large area.
But just starting a war with one clan will not have much effect at all. However, the Zhangmu clan is not good at charging into battle.
If the four tribes can join forces, they will definitely be able to destroy the Boiling Blood Tribe.
In this kind of chaos, it is most suitable for the Palm Clan to fish in troubled waters.
"I want to think!"
Although the top leader of the Cyborg clan did not agree immediately, he expressed his interest.
"This is a big matter, and there is no rush. Everyone can go back and think about it.
"This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It is said that the Boiling Blood Clan also has a ninth-level talent with good talent, who is very likely to break through to the top. If another top level appears, the Boiling Blood Clan will be difficult to deal with."
Qingchudong's face was expressionless, with a scheming look on his face.
"Everyone here, if anyone leaks anything about today's conversation, no matter whether you are ninth grade or eighth grade, you will be shot to death."
The top leader of the Four-Armed Clan raised his head coldly and looked around at all the high-level masters.
This plan is very necessary to be implemented.
"clear!"
For a moment, all the masters present nodded quickly.
What a joke.
This is a big event that changes the pattern of the eight tribes in Shijie.
Anyone who dares to talk nonsense is simply a life-threatening act.
Then, the four peaks looked towards the ground again.
Among the sixth-grade injured personnel, there are also many Boiling people who are alone.
They didn't have time to be taken away by Juedian just now.
At the same time, they also heard the conversations of the top leaders.
These sixth-grade Boiling Clan members have already been scared to death.
The chances of them surviving are already slim.
Under the overwhelming pressure, they didn't even have the ability to escape.
Moreover, the sixth-grade people of other races around them were also guarding against thieves, trapping them.
The top of the Boiling Blood Clan has left, and they are facing this desperate situation of death.
hateful.
Until his death, he could not tell the top of the clan about the conspiracy of the four clans.
These six levels of hatred.
"Kill them all, the sixth-grade ones are worthless, let alone the injured ones!"
Qingchudong looked down upon the ground.
"Alright!
"For the sake of fairness, you kill your own people, and I will handle the Boiling Blood clan!"
The palm-eye clan gave the ninth grade behind him a look.
"clear."
Jiupin gritted his teeth and nodded.
The meaning of Juedian is very clear.
He not only wanted to kill the sixth-grade members of the Boiling Blood Clan, but also the sixth-grade members of his own clan.
really.
The general's network of relationships with the Sixth Rank Battalion is complex, and it is inevitable that rumors will leak out.
Moreover, these sixth-grade ones were all seriously injured, so there was really no value in keeping them.
"You guys can go too, no one is allowed to be left alive."
The other top leaders also nodded.
This is an unspoken and unspoken rule.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Each one of the ninth-rank officers nodded, and then with a solemn face, they descended into the middle of the sixth-rank camp generals.
No one is willing to massacre his own people.
But this is an order from the top, who dares to disobey it.
Even with tears in my eyes, I will drop the butcher's knife.
Those seventh-grade people in the sky were trembling, and they felt as if they had lost a dog's life.
In the eyes of low-level warriors, the Grandmaster is a superior being.
But in the eyes of Jue Dian.
What is the sixth grade?
What does the seventh grade mean?
But they are just ants. Before they died, those sixth-grade people were still besieging the sixth-grade ones of the Boiling Blood Clan for Juedian.
The so-called sadness is nothing more than this.
At the same time, these seventh- and eighth-grade masters also knew that Juedian was trying to scare the monkeys and warn himself.
Attacking the Boiling Clan is top secret.
If it leaks out, he will definitely be killed by Juedian.
The killing ended quickly.
No one paid attention to the cries of the sixth-grade battalion generals, and no one was soft-hearted because they begged for mercy.
There isn't even a complete body.
Aliens have always been so cruel.
The top experts confirmed again and again that there was no trace of any living people nearby.
After that, they left one after another.
"What a frustrating battle!"
Before leaving, Qingchudong sighed.
So much effort was wasted, but in the end China was unscathed.
This is his biggest regret.
Thinking of Yuan Longhan's stinky face, Qing Chudong almost suffocated with anger.
Why can't I always defeat Yuan Longhan?
What's the problem?
"Boiling Blood Tribe, is your demon weapon still there? I really don't like China. I want to use the demon weapon to destroy a city in China and teach Yuan Longhan a lesson."
Qingchudong was the last to leave.
…
A few minutes later, under their feet in Qingchu Cave, a small, dark thing like a conch emerged from the depths of the ground.
Then, this thing flew towards the distance like a laser.
"Vicious.
"The Yangxiang Clan actually used this incident to plot against the Boiling Blood Clan. This is big news."
Ban Rongchen was sitting on a big tree.
After he threw Xueyang away, he was not far from the Human Race Shigui Tower.
This conch is actually a small gadget left by Bihui Cave to the protector. It can be eavesdropped, and even Juedian cannot detect any aura. It was originally used by the protector to eradicate threats to the Holy Son Yingjie. Obviously Bihui
Too much thinking.
When he was carrying Xue Yang away just now, Ban Rongchen accidentally caused the conch to penetrate deep into the ground.
"Can China also turn against the Yang Xiang clan?"
Ban Rongchen fell into deep thought again.
He can transfer the recording to other source stones, so that he can tell Yuan Longhan openly.
This kind of thing is not suspected of a thousand-year calamity, and he will not be silenced by the curse of Bihui Cave, so he can tell it.
With a lot of confusion, Ban Rongchen finally returned to Shigui Tower.
"Old Ban, where have you been? Are you not in danger?"
Mu Jingliang asked quickly.
He had just witnessed a huge explosion in the distance, and now he was full of doubts.
"I don't know either. There are too many ninth-level ones in True Master City, and I was about to leave. Suddenly there was a big explosion, and then I came back."
Ban Rongchen said calmly.
His ability to lie is getting better and better.
Although I know the ins and outs of everything, I can't tell you.
In the eyes of others, his class, Rongchen, had been on the battlefield in the North District, out of sight of the army, for only a few minutes.
But Mu Jingliang couldn't think of it at all.
He had already returned to Dongdu City, jumped back through space, and witnessed a huge explosion.
A person's life.
It's really wonderful.
I don’t know where the unlucky Holy Son Ying Jie is.
He probably can't die.
…
Xueyang never thought of it.
The place where he falls will be inside the body of a giant elephant-shaped beast.
right.
Just inside the body.
A giant monster five times larger than an elephant on Earth was spraying poop into the sky.
Don't ask why it sprays poop into the sky, because it is a monster with a special hobby.
And Xueyang fell into the chrysanthemum of the elephant monster.
At that time, Xueyang almost fainted from the smoke.
Fortunately, when he fell, he landed feet first, so half of his head was outside and he could barely breathe.
But being able to breathe is worse than not breathing.
The elephant monster may feel that the anus is a little itchy, and before Xueyang can crawl out, the anus tightens.
Xueyang, who was covered in filth, was stuffed back by the anus once again.
He wants to escape.
But when Fei Ningxiao dodged the top, his energy and blood were exhausted and he couldn't escape at all.
The evasive tactics that Xueyang was so proud of were completely meaningless when faced with a double team.
"Damn it, please relax a little. You should relax a little."
Xueyang cursed crazily.
But the more he struggled, the more itchy the elephant monster's anus became.
If it feels itchy, clamp it tighter.
Xueyang faces a vicious cycle.
This is a stain on his life. I am the Holy Son of Ying Jie.
I won't be pickled by shit!
Su Yue, I hate you.
In a desperate situation, Xue Yang thought of the beast Su Yue again.
If Su Yue hadn't caught him as a human shield, how could he have been caught by Fei Ningxiao.
If Fei Ningxiao hadn't caught him, how could the dodge charm be wasted?
Damn it.
All human beasts deserve to die.
That slave Ban Rongchen deserves to die even more.
"Hey, what are you going to do?
"What to do?
"Go away!
"It's not dark yet, what are you two monsters doing?
"The holes are all wrong.
"Leave quickly, leave quickly."
Xueyang wants to cry but has no tears.
What kind of tribe does this elephant monster belong to?
When you gave birth to a baby elephant, didn’t you look at the date?
Don’t you even have holes?
Xueyang's head was suddenly pushed back violently.
Wuwuwuwu...Ban Rongchen, I hate you.
Ah sneeze!
Ban Rongchen was chatting with Mu Jingliang when suddenly, he sneezed twice.
"Old Ban, are you catching a cold?"
Mu Jingliang was stunned.
"After all, you are in the ninth grade, how can you catch a cold.
"Maybe someone is saying I'm handsome behind my back."
Ban Rongchen rubbed his nose.
I don’t know what Holy Son Ying Jie is doing!
…
China, Scientific Research Institute!
Su Yue recalled the scene just now, and was actually quite frightened.
He felt terrified in his heart.
If the Holy Son of Yingjie hadn't been by his side, he might have ended up in ashes and annihilation.
Self-destruction at the top is no joke.
"Su Yue, why are you so handsome? This kind of attack can be resolved"
At this time, Feng Jiajia ran over quickly.
"Handsomeness is one thing, but also bravery, courage, and wit. I am a very complex person!"
Su Yue shook his head calmly.
Neodymium people, fences and fences, ??愺止栯紸ひ.
"Su Yue, are you okay? You were very handsome just now."
At this time, Gong Ling also ran over out of breath.
"I'm fine!"
Su Yue smiled faintly.
It turns out that Gong Ling is also so superficial. He only noticed my appearance but failed to see my inner self.
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ps: It may be that I have a cold. The headache lasted a bit long this time. I will update it today.