“BIU......”

Sun Fei put his finger to his mouth and whistled loudly, and the sound drifted far away with the morning breeze.

And then—

Woooo

As if in response to this whistle, a string of crisp dog barks clearly reached everyone's ears from under the mountain road, a sound familiar and unfamiliar.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the big black dog that had appeared once before was so huge that it was estimated that it didn't even know its mother slowly appeared on the top of the East Mountain step by step on the stone steps, of course, the appearance of a dog is nothing to everyone, what really made everyone almost bite off their tongues was the girl who rode on the back of the big black dog and smiled like a little white flower.

Is that...... Angela, the fiancée of the little king.

Seeing this angel-like pure and beautiful girl showing a pure and immaculate smile in the golden morning sun, seeing the magnificent and unparalleled color projected by the morning sun on the girl, except for Sun Fei, who was smiling like a convulsion, everyone on the top of the east mountain was stunned, as if they had been whipped 1,800 times with the soles of their shoes stained with dog shit, their eyes were full of gold stars, and their mouths were dry......

They are no longer able to look at what they see with their normal minds.

How is this possible?

It's absolutely impossible!

Although the scene of the previous tragic battle was extremely chaotic, there are still many people who have seen the scene of this pure and strong girl chewing her tongue and committing suicide in order not to trouble her beloved after being held hostage by Paris. This scene touched many people at the time, and even the cold-blooded witch Paris was rare in warmth, and gently returned Angela's 'corpse' to the little king, and later the little king was even more angry at the crown, and beheaded countless masters in one go......

But now, how the fuck is this scene in front of you explained?

How to explain it?

Why did the girl in front of me, who was already dead, appear alive riding a dog?

The shock in the heart of the bewitching woman Paris can be said to be the strongest among the left and right, she originally thought that the mystery and intrigue that had served by Domingos's side for many years had already made her heart become undisturbed, but when she saw Angela's appearance at this time, the shock in her heart was indescribable, how could this be possible, at that time, she clearly remembered that she had felt that the girl's heart had slowly stopped beating, and this physiological sign could not be faked in an instant...... But now, why did the girl appear in front of him unharmed?

Under the injection of everyone's almost dull gaze, the big black dog behaved more coquettishly than Sun Fei, shaking his head and tail, stepping on the cat's steps, bending back and forth in a strange route, and soon arrived in front of Sun Fei, and then showed a humanized flattering smile, bent the joints of his limbs, and knelt on the ground.

The beautiful and trembling Angela had two large water bladders in her hands and couldn't wait to jump off the back of the black dog.

"Alexander, what do you need...... What happened to Hima and Uncle Lampard?" Being stared at naked by so many men covered in blood and cracked wounds, and the blood on the ground was sky-high, with stumps and broken arms and tattered intestines everywhere, Angela, who rarely saw this kind of scene, felt very uncomfortable, endured the nausea in her heart, handed over the two big water bladders to Sun Fei's hands, and then obediently pinched the corners of Sun Fei's clothes and hid behind Sun Fei's back.

However, this pure and innocent girl, who was as clear as a spring in the mountains, soon realized something, and carefully took out a sky-blue robe from behind her, and blushed like an autumn apple: "Alexander...... Well, after going down the mountain with Xiao Hei just now, I took the time to find a dress robe for you, and the clothes on your body are torn......"

"Ah, Angela, you are so good to me......" Sun Fei deliberately disgusted, glanced at Paris provocatively, and then gently rubbed Angela's slippery white little hand.

Puff puff puff!

The people on the top of the East Mountain have an urge to vomit blood and faint to death, when has it been, the two of them have fallen in love in such a situation...... It's okay to be serious, this is killing people.

Under the golden morning sun, the blue robe that Sun Fei was wearing had indeed turned into a beggar costume in the previous fight, draped on his body one by one, and he had already walked away to reveal the highlights on his chest, Sun Fei thought about it, and sneered at the fact that he simply tore the robe on his upper body into pieces and threw it into the air, revealing the strong muscles underneath.

The perfect muscles and body shape were suddenly dyed with a layer of magnificent gold by the morning sun on the top of the mountain, and the slender and almost perfect posture under the golden section line, the blood stains on the face and hair, and the long sword in his hand...... This scene made Sun Fei instantly full of visual shock, like a god of war who had returned from a hundred battles, and those who had contemptuously looked down on the little king of Chambord City before actually had an unattainable feeling of looking up in an instant.

Paris and the eldest princess both narrowed their eyes almost at the same time, not knowing what they were thinking. As for Angela, a girl whose heart has long been occupied by Sun Fei, her eyes looking at Sun Fei at this time are already full of undisguised love.

Sun Fei stuffed the new robe back into Angela's hand: "Keep this, and wear it again ...... later" As he spoke, he patted the big black dog in front of him and wagged his tail like a big windmill to please him, this beast seemed to have become a sperm, and immediately understood what Sun Fei meant, and jumped up and jumped on the top of the East Mountain with catwalks, obviously avoiding those invisible magic traps, and soon put the corpses of Lampard, Drogba, and the blonde little Lori Hima and others in front of Sun Fei with their mouths.

Everyone was already stunned, and they didn't know which one the little king was playing.

Maybe someone has already guessed something, but they can't believe it.

Only the eyes of the cold-blooded witch Paris and the eldest princess have been staring closely at the big black dog's body, and they have firmly remembered every route the big black dog has taken during the jump.

And in the process, both sides maintained a rare calm.

Everyone held their breath and watched carefully what the little king would do next, because it was a matter of life and death for them...... By this time, even the most stupid people had already understood that today's situation seemed to have been transferred from the hands of the eldest princess and Paris, the two terrible women, to the hands of the most inconspicuous little king before.

"Now is the time to witness the miracle...... Wowhaha!"

Sun Fei smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, plagiarized a signature opening sentence of a famous magician in his previous life, and almost laughed proudly at the end - no way, he couldn't help but make himself look like a mallet, his preparation for this contest played a decisive role, and now everything is under his control, so why does Lao Tzu pretend to be a low-key grandson?

His Majesty swept defiantly over the peerless face of the people around him, especially the bewitching woman Paris, and then unscrewed the water bladder in a posing manner, and the cold mountain spring water poured on the face of the corpse lying on the ground.

Someone had already guessed what was going to happen and couldn't help but exclaim.

Paris's brow was so condensed that she could squeeze out water, and she felt a sense of powerlessness that she couldn't laugh or cry on.

Sure enough—

"Ahem, ahem!"

Frank Lampard, who was covered in blood, coughed a few times, wiped a few handfuls of cold mountain spring water on his face, and was the first to do it from the ground, his eyes did not have the slightest diffuse and hesitation of resurrection, he grabbed the black sword giant god soldier on his back with his backhand, jumped up and dried the ice water on his body, and stood behind Sun Fei with his eyes sweeping over the field.

Frank Lampard's calm performance proved the maddening speculation in everyone's minds -

All this was premeditated.

Hula-la.

The mountain spring water continued to pour down.

This string of bone-chilling coldness seemed to be poured on everyone's hearts.

Because soon, the transparent corpse that fell to the ground and was clearly dead opened its eyes, and one of the black wholesale strong men rubbed his ass and said innocently: "Ah, damn it, this stone is so hard, the bones are about to be broken, and I am almost exhausted when I lie here......"

Watching the little king's guards reach out one by one to wipe away the shocking blood stains on their faces and bodies, but there was no trace of scars on their faces and bright armor, this is really outrageous, these guys who have no sense of samurai honor are not injured at all, there is not even a small crack in their clothes, and the so-called shocking blood stains are all smeared with the blood from some dead corpses......

Behind Paris, seeing the guards of Chambord City finally standing behind the little king unscathed, the unlucky ones with a lower psychological capacity were already crazy because they couldn't accept such a reality, and their eyes were glazed and drooling back and forth, "This can't be...... That's impossible...... How can it be...... How could it be ......"

The eldest princess sighed and bowed her head.

The [Zenit Military God] Arshavin and the purple-clothed girl Ziyan, who were in the process of exercising their strength, fluctuated violently, and the shock in their hearts was indescribable, and they almost went crazy because they were distracted......

The gaze of the bewitching woman Paris was like being glued to Sun Fei's face, and a pair of seductive eyes widened to the limit, as if she was looking at her long-lost lover, that kind of unbelievable and incredible expression could make the world's hardest thousand-year-old Xuangang automatically melt.

Even the sword-wielding assassin who had been silent all along, the five fingers holding the sword were a little white.

This is definitely the most ironic scene of their lives.

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