At this time, the wandering demon had just completed its mission and came down from the furnace mountain, his face a little pale.
He is not a person with mental talent like a warlock, blood control is just his bloodline ability - and his mother's arithmetic is not what he is good at!
Let's put it this way, half of the hunters in the wilderness can count the few big bucks they earn, and they can be regarded as five-star praise. When the wandering demon took over the blast furnace job, he greeted the old man's grandmother on the spot, the blast furnace's The look on his face is wonderful.
But at least the task was completed. Wandering Demon swore that he didn't want to hear anything about numbers for at least three months. It hurts!
After he passed through the endless crowds of people and was wondering what these ordinary people were wandering about on the street, he heard the roar of artillery fire coming from the west gate, mixed with the shouts of the evolved ones. drink,
"Wucao, bad food..."
"The Source Crystal Cannon seems to have no effect on them?"
"Those things are gathering together! There's a problem!"
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Let Master Warlock come back quickly..."
Then, a pile of flesh, blood and bones squirmed and grew taller and taller, almost like a mountain. Soon, deformed limbs and the shape of a head appeared. Black smoke spewed out from a mouth, but no roar was heard. into the ears.
But the Wandering Demon immediately felt dizzy, and couldn't help but be horrified.
"Fuck, what is this? A bloody corpse more than two hundred meters high?!"
Then he rushed forward quickly.
...
The old sorcerer was walking back with duck steps, intending to find some food on the street to fill his stomach - he had been working hard all night, and he didn't want to go back to the city wall in the morning to drink another pot of mud, meat and vegetables. .
Then a chaotic roar of consciousness instantly covered the entire bright light.
If Liu Renjun's mental storm is like him standing there jumping on his feet and shouting obscene words, then this stream of consciousness can be compared to ten thousand slanderous aunts appearing at the same time and starting to clean up the street.
The warlock almost lost his breath and twisted his nose - if he still had a nose.
Just after I cooked one, another one came, and you guys are just going to be so shameless, right?
...
As soon as Wandering Demon's front legs arrived, he heard a "pop" sound beside him, and then he saw the warlock with a ten-meter-high silver flame beauty on his head.
The warlock without the hood was still easy to identify. The wandering demon was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said,
"Warlock, have you... accumulated enough experience to level up?"
The sorcerer sprayed sparks from his nostrils,
"Lao You...why are you so pale?"
When Wandering Demon mentioned this, he felt that his stomach was filled with anger.
"Don't mention it... mad met a snake-skinned old bastard who treats people like cattle!"
I believe that when Blast Furnace heard this, he would jump to his feet and curse: At most, I am using animals as human beings!
Of course, perhaps the latter is worse than the former - I have seen cows being forced to press their heads without drinking water, but I have never seen a cow forced to do math problems.
The warlock nodded in agreement, and then the two of them (emmmm, it should be two 'people', right?) looked at the pile of bloody corpse limbs that were assembled into a mind-numbing combination.
"Why is it a bit like the hatred back home - ah, it's so noisy! It's so annoying!"
The Wandering Demon frowned;
"Noisy? I feel dizzy all the time too."
The warlock waved his hand as if to shoo away flies.
"More than that - it's like there are a million flies buzzing, buzzing, buzzing in your head, it's just..."
The wandering demon pinched his chin,
"It's hard to deal with such a big guy. The blood corpse's recovery ability is too strong."
The warlock also seemed a little embarrassed. Just now he thought that the man named Liu was going to make a comeback, but now it seemed that it had nothing to do with him. After a few mental attacks, he found that it was useless at all - this thing was just a ball. The condensate that Ranma has assembled and assembled again and again, whether the composition is too complex or too chaotic, seems to be immune to mental power, but it itself broadcasts mental interference with super-powerful "all-channel broadcasts" at all times.
Not only can I feel it, but the entire Mingguang Evolutionary community is affected by it. Even dizziness and confusion are minor. If it continues for a while, some mentally sensitive Evolutionaries may have problems, such as losing control, going crazy, and having confused thinking. , There is no distinction between friend and foe or anything like that.
The Wandering Demon stared at the mass of blood corpses that had condensed into a human form and was two hundred meters high, and was gradually growing eyeballs and something similar to "armor".
"I have a bad feeling."
The warlock looked at the familiar armor on the blood corpse aggregate,
"It has to be destroyed before it's finished - it's too threatening."
Fighting is definitely necessary, the key is how to fight.
The top management of Mingguang also looked confused. What's going on? They were all reduced to a pile of rotten flesh just now. Is this going to heaven or something? !
In a moment, their orders reached the ears of every evolver on the city wall.
Then, a large group of dazzling bloodline skills composed of various colors covered the face of the super giant blood corpse.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Bah!"
The various sounds were deafening. Half of the body of the bloody corpse was almost completely blown up into a layer of paper like the butt of a firework. Blood, muscle tissue, and bone fragments almost covered an area of one kilometer. Many evolvers directly vomited. Yes - the smell is comparable to the 1982 cellared Rexiang, no one can stand it.
Neatly stunned, no, how could such a big thing be so fragile?
Soon, they discovered they were wrong.
The blood, muscles, and bones were like maggots with claws, squirming and bouncing back into place, and the giant blood corpse took shape faster.
"Fuck."
"It's no use?"
Even the warlock looked horrified,
"Damn it, my mental power has not been weakened at all. Is it really useless? This is impossible!"
"It works! I sensed something when it exploded... Its power did weaken, but as the blood returned, it was replenished. This may be one of its weaknesses."
The wandering demon's eyes flashed with brilliance, then slumped,
"If this guy was a hundred times smaller...I might have a way...but..."
"boom!"
The giant bloody corpse suddenly moved, and with just one punch, the two walls facing the west gate completely turned into a deep pit.
The evolvers swarmed forward, and the source crystal cannon began to roar.
The warlock avoided the various splashing debris,
"any solution?"
The wandering demon spread his hands,
"I'm good at it. Let's fight for the blood bar. Use my blood to exchange for its blood, and seal it directly to a different space... But this thing has such a size... I think it's better to avoid it..."
The fire of the soul flashed in the warlock's eye sockets. This was not a solution.
He knows a little bit about the bloodline ability of the wandering demon, and everyone in the entire base city knows it - no matter how high your rank is, as long as you can't kill this person with one move, he will have the ability to die with you. It can be understood as a one-for-one exchange of blood, regardless of the body. The type of person whose recovery ability does not allow him to consume red bottles.
The warlock coughed,
"What if someone brushes your blood?"
His tone was a bit resentful. There were some things that he was destined not to enjoy, so he could only watch them.
"You mean to let me drink Lin Chou's pig blood soup? No, the replenishment speed can't keep up at all!"
"Oh? So you can cheat."
The Wandering Demon simply rolled his eyes.
"It's my own bloodline ability after all!"
The warlock snapped his fingers,
"Ah~"
"What's wrong..."
"Why are we here suddenly..."
"Uncle, uncle, uncle, Lord Warlock!!"
The two cars and a dozen girls were the Jiang family's nanny group.
Fortunately, the parts of these girls who were packed up by the warlock's apparation are still alive.
The wandering demon looked busy, hesitant, and spoke with serious intentions.
"Brother Chest, you are not a human being and you may not know this. Looking at a girl can only make your blood flow up - it cannot directly increase your hematopoietic function!"
The warlock said to the wet nurse carelessly,
"Do you know how to do treatment? I will reimburse the activity expenses and pay in gold!"
The little girl in the nanny group had a dull face and was trembling.
Well, everyone knows the origin of the gold in the hands of the warlock. It was "taken" from the scientific research institute and the Jiang family's warehouse!
The timid girl almost cried out of fright, whimpering and saying,
"Please...don't get close to me...don't touch us...we can do anything you say..."
(The "touch" here should only mean "touch", right?)
The little girl is very open-minded. It depends on others. An evolver who is more powerful than the sixth level. Let alone "touch", she is willing to "touch". Unlocking several new postures is completely OJBK, but if Have you been "touched" by a warlock - you can still clearly remember what happened within the range of that coquettish purple halo of disaster!
A group of little girls backed away, nodding their heads like chickens pecking at rice, for fear of being misunderstood by the sorcerer.
The sorcerer said to the wanderer,
"Look, the blood bank is done now."
The Wandering Demon glanced at the nanny group, as if his idea was a bit reliable?
But in his mind, he couldn't turn around 180 times, so he said suspiciously,
"You...are not planning any bad ideas..."
The relationship between the two of them is not that good yet!
The warlock suddenly took a step forward and pointed at his cuffs.
"Well, ahem... Can the blood from the blood corpses that was replaced be put here?"
At the same time, the ten-meter silver flame beauty above the warlock suddenly bent down and stared at the wandering demon with charming eyes.
The two huge peaks with a diameter that is almost half the height of the Wandering Demon are swaying——
"Stop, stop, stop..."
The Wandering Demon took two steps back, took a few breaths, and looked like a straight man with a solemn and upright look.
"Friend, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully, please respect yourself!"
"..."
The warlock was confused, and then he noticed a vivid emoticon on his head, and couldn't help but sigh sadly - at the same time, the expression of the ten-meter silver flame beauty turned into a touching sadness and Xizi's heartfelt sadness. , heartbreaking.
The wandering demon had goosebumps all over his body, and his hair stood on end like an array of steel needles.
"Give it! I'll give it! As long as it's a different dimension, I can put it anywhere!"
...
Ever since he learned the news that Liu Renjun had been taken down, Zhao Ziyu's mouth had been pouting so much that it could hang a soy sauce bottle. Anyone could read these words on that jade-like face - I am not happy. Got it!
Huang Dashan suddenly thought, could this little guy Zhao Ziyu appear here to deal with Liu Renjun?
This idea was immediately thrown away. No matter how you thought about it, it was impossible. The old guy Zhao Qingcang had just arrived, and Ziyu had only awakened for a few days.
Generally speaking, everyone really thinks that Zhao Ziyu is still a baby. It is normal for babies to be unhappy from time to time.
Like now, like...a while.
By the time Zhao Ziyu discovered that the leading soldiers in the back row were carrying huge iron pots to bring warmth, it was already too late. It would definitely be too late to run away. Any fool knew what he was going to do - so a small face appeared from "My baby is unhappy" has become "My baby is so miserable that I am dripping with bile".
Two armies confront each other...emmmm...
Man versus beast...emmmm...
Forget it, it's not very suitable.
In short, when blood flows like this, every detail will be magnified countless times. Even though Zhao Ziyu is a direct descendant of Zhao Lao Pahui, the most unreasonable guy in Quan Mingguang, there are some things that he also wants. Pay special attention to.
For example, if he ran away at this time, I am afraid that rumors such as "The young master of the Zhao family watched the beast tide, turned around and ran away after being frightened by the military food" will be flying all over the base city tomorrow.
It sounds like a small thing, but it's often the little things that make people think more.
Um?
Why don’t you eat something that everyone eats?
Too pampered?
What qualifications do the descendants of the Zhao family have who can't bear even this little pain...
And so on.
Whether it's nice to say or nice to say, people's words are like tigers.
Zhao Ziyu took over a large bowl of mixture of exotic animal meat, wild vegetables and soil with a serious face. Seeing that Zhao Ziyu looked familiar, the leader of the group specially added half a piece of meat and a spoonful of soup. Zhao Ziyu showed eight teeth and smiled. Very stiff,
"Thank you big brother."
"Well, when the little guy grows, he should eat more, watch more, and run away if he can't be beaten - and also, why do you look familiar to me?"
Zhao Ziyu is so young that he looks like an eleven or twelve-year-old child (in fact, he is about the same age). These logistics workers are all ordinary people, and they never thought that he was also an "evolutionary master". He thought it was some guy who brought his child to play, so his tone was a bit casual.
One of them had a sharp eye and immediately grabbed this guy.
"Silence, this is Young Master Yu of the Zhao family. Don't blame the Young Master for blinding him!"
Zhao Ziyu didn't say much,
"Well, go ahead, there are still people waiting..."
The two people left in silence, muttering as they walked,
"Oh my god... Is this the young master Ziyu of the Zhao family? He's too young... I heard he was officially awakened last year?"
"Then... I tell you to pay more attention to it and engrav all the faces in the base city that cannot be offended into your mind. How can you..."
"Hey...it's not like you don't know...I'm face-blind..."
Zhao Ziyu looked around him and saw that Master Wei Tianxing was still there, and those who were there just now such as Gianfenfen, Sikong and others had long since disappeared.
Young Master Zhao's silver teeth almost broke into pieces.
"Sis... you tricked me again... ahhhh!!"
From time to time, someone would greet him from a distance with subtle expressions.
"Hey, Master Zhao is here~"
Zhao Ziyu stuffed his mouth with pieces of meat and wild vegetables, until his cheeks were as full as those of a hamster. After swallowing them, he showed a bright and youthful smile on the city wall - only there was still a little stain on the middle front teeth. The sticky yellow mud lumps are a bit irritating.
Many evolvers saw this and said in amusement,
"Hey, the little guy has a good appetite, and he's a good hunter!"
"That's great."
"Hey~ How about another bowl?"
(Ps, two million words of nonsense, ha!)
