Chapter 791： Axe in Class (Part 2) (1/2)
To talk about the current state of the warlock-emmmm, it is not easy to express, because just now this goods came to the money while it was hot.
To be precise, it was snatched from the paw of Lord Billowing.
Lin Chou was really taken aback when he watched Billow and was about to put the whole money in his mouth and chew it, and shouted on the spot.
Fortunately, the warlock's eyes were quick and his hands quickly apparated, and he took the opportunity to take two bites by the way.
mmp, Kuokun is just such a bloodline ability. If it converts the gravity field into a strength value, it won’t even get 8 million points. Mingguang, those guys who are expecting Kuokun as an air defense system, will have to cry on the spot. .
What? Did the warlock steal it? Oh!
God knows which skills the Uncle Warlock has been sealed off or which skills have been changed and what attributes, Lin Chou didn't even have time to look at the warlock and ”boom” for a while.
However, seeing the appearance of the silver flame beauty who is nearly ten meters high suddenly dancing on the chubby head, it should be an explosion of attributes, right?
Lin Chou smoothly squeezed the peeling gray mist produced by the apparition, and it didn't feel much to the touch.
Say,
”As expected, it was made according to the model of Sister Qingyu... It's much more beautiful than the green fel fire...”
The potted plants mumbled in a crying voice,
”Even the phantom limbs and **** are so hot! Can it be swollen...”
Uncle Warlock was very angry, very angry.
The low-level evolutionary's presence in front of the high-level evolutionary is usually regarded as a provocation, and the rolling adults still have a sense of territory-taking advantage of my warlock's weakness to regain the blood, any big cats and three or two daring to come to your warlock uncle’s territory and jump 'S in the wild?
Insult this warlock with such crude and lowly tricks one after another and **** mental storm? !
——So Master Warlock rolled up his sleeves and put down his hood.
Use a little more professional adjective to describe the current state of the warlock:
Muscles, majestic hair.
He has a male dog's waist and can run horses on his arms.
——Of course, the above are the visual effects of the astral simulation.
There are really two ponies running around on his arm.
The two huge curved horns are burning with fiery fire, and the silver flame beauty is fluttering in the flames. Every movement is full of exotic style, and even the subtle expressions on the face are full of charm. There is more aura flashing in it, like a living thing, it seems that the increase of mental power has an unexpected effect on the silver flame beauty.
The warlocks under the silver flame beauty are not so harmonious:
This is a very weird, foggy muscular man. From outside the striped pectoralis major of the gray process, you can directly see the deltoid muscles of the back - there is not even a bone under that muscle.
The flames in his scarlet eyes scorched people, and Liu Renjun's spiritual storm was directly wiped out with a wave of his hand.
The outbreak of this undifferentiated and large-scale mental storm is as conspicuous as a filthy beast pulling **** under his eyelids to a mental power such as a warlock, and it makes him nauseous-or Twice in a row.
There is nothing worse than this behavior, no!
Tigers don’t send cats. Are you in critical condition as an uncle?
The rough voice of the warlock is still the feeling of 10,000 old estruses showing the love that is so affectionate, he said,
”Hey!”
Liu Renjun, who was in a violent state, could still hear a faint ”hello” of less than twenty decibels, which was similar to the noise of electric current.
”boom!”
The fel fire on the two giant horns of the warlock rushed directly into the chimney of the steel furnace.
An old evolutionary grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and licked it.
”Well, he has successfully angered Master Warlock.”
The evolutionary on the wall was shocked,
”Oh, this is going to be the rhythm of an **** wave.”
”Tsk tusk, I was still thinking about that person's spiritual talent, I'm afraid that no one can cure him... Why did you forget Lord Warlock... It's been a long time since I've seen Lord Warlock and someone singled out.”
”I'm going, I'll go, why did the uncle Warlock come? This, this... how does he dare to ignore the uncle Warlock?!”
”This stuff is dead.”
Well, the so-called heads-up... everyone knows...
Among the Mingguang Evolutionists, there are many people with muscle bumps in their brains. Of course, there are also brain cells like Shan Ye that are directly in the shape of a sharp axe.
Just such a group of people gather together. It is as natural as eating and drinking water without confirming their eyes. It is as natural as eating and drinking. It is not too much of a challenge to fight life and death. Not only the evolvers are used to it, but the ordinary people are in the street. I won’t be surprised to see it on the show, it’s serious to find a small bench Maza and watch them happily.
The upper part can't control this, um, I don't bother to control it.
If you don't kill people, you love toss and toss and go, and you don't know where to make progress.
The old man who eats melon seeds,
”What a long time, there were eight guys who challenged Master Warlock last year!”
”Huh? Why never heard of it!”
The old man Guazi disdainfully said,
”Hey, that's your ignorance.”
”Uh...were beaten up?”
The old man smiled,
”They were all killed!”
”...”
The people around him took a breath.
The old man added,
”Oh, I remembered it wrong. Seven of them were killed-the last one choked to death while eating meat sandwiches on the way to the venue.”
Mahler is a big watermelon, no wonder there is no sound of wind coming out!
”No matter what happens?”
The old man of melon seeds clicked his mouth to feel the saltiness of melon seeds,
”Well, don’t care. Uncle Warlock’s unpaid taxes and fines are now ranked first in the entire base city, including those big families—a total of 189,867,434. One hundred and fifty-four circulation points.”
”...”
Lao Tzu is wrong, even breathing is Lao Tzu's fault!
In fact, most Mingguang people do not report any malice to the ”black households” who do not enter the city, the nomads in the wilderness, various tribes and so on (although they still cut with knives and axes during conflict), but basically nothing biased.
Mingguang is very receptive to foreign illegal households. The process of setting up a Mingguang account is basically over an hour or so. Even when Mingguang has just established a relatively small population, it has adopted certain methods that cannot be used.
Can you imagine:
A group of Mingguang evolutionists squatted in a small black room with their arms and net sleeves frantically shouting slogans such as ”effort, struggle, population, future, more children and fewer trees”, and then formed a group to engage in MLM in the wilderness. .. Uh, no, the gang went to the wilderness to talk about the ”black households”, and when the truth was unreasonable, they immediately stunned the opponent and carried them back to the brainwashing with a body of tendon and original armor.
This leads to the extremely complicated composition of Mingguang. This is how the famous ”Pilaso” family who was beaten up on Lushan Mountain came to Mingguang.
Having said so much, in fact, there is only one meaning I want to express:
Isn't it better for everyone to love each other and the family in such a big world and so few living people?
The world has become such a ghost, and the entire human race may be cold at any time. Do you want to do this? !
If possible, Mingguang is willing to accept anyone to live in the city and welcome with his hands and feet—but not in such a way at least.
It's okay to have dinner at the table, but you have to lift the table so that everyone has no food, this is a bit **** good!
Then another meaning came out,
”Master Warlock, hammer him!”