Chapter 12 Muzi's Reincarnation Heaven

After a round of wine, the atmosphere became invisibly solidified, Lord Wazina knew that now was the time for him to speak, he took a deep breath, stood up, and then knelt down on one knee again, "Second Prince, the empire needs your decision most now, and only you can bring us true justice and dignity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Immediately, the entire room bowed to the middle-aged man's knees.

The middle-aged man smiled, "You guys, such a heavy responsibility, I'm afraid I can't bear it, you should say these words to your father and my eldest brother." ā€

"No, no, although the king is wise, he is too obsessed with the Federation, only the second prince, you are the leader who is really close to the people's feelings and understands the people's opinions. ā€

Lord Wazina did not take the stubble of the eldest prince at all, showing his only loyalty.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, a hint of sharpness flashed in his black and white eyes, "Then you have to make good use of this incident and give my groveling brother eye medicine, the pillar of the younger generation of the Potter family, hehe." ā€

Moldon is crazy, the drugs that engage in radiation have lost their effect, he has already felt that the high dose of radiation is beginning to affect his body, his eyes are already a little blurry, fortunately, there are no ghosts and hallucinations, he can still fight!

He no longer knows how many people he has killed, the harsh environment and these completely deadly madmen make him regret it a little, not afraid of death, but ignoring the pattern of Tutankhamun's empire, damn it.

Suddenly, Morden's eyes were empty, and he was stunned to find that all the enemies who rushed down had been eliminated by him.

Did you win?

Moldon stuffed a few more pills, and at this time the side effects and anything were no longer to be taken care of.

It was the sound of the sand flowing rapidly and densely, and it was only the sound of a large number of people running on the dunes, and the still, scorching air was made even more anxious by the sound.

Exhausted Moldon looked up, feeling hopeless for the first time.

As the best disciple of the Potter family, Moldon will maintain his ambition in any environment and under any circumstances, and only if he does not give up, will he have a chance to live!

However, the current situation is ......

Why can Lao Tzu be optimistic???

At least two hundred mad psychopaths are coming at him, these guys are monsters that even their own kind can eat, monsters that are more cruel and crazy than mutant beasts!

Morden's face turned pale, looking around, is the sand of death his final burial place? By the way, he is one of the best disciples of the Potter family, if he dies here, how will the Potter family react?

The feeling of conspiracy is getting heavier and heavier, as long as he dies, even if the Potter family knows that there is a problem here, they have to dive in, the best disciple is dead, and there can be no revenge on the family, that is a kind of cowardice, once the family loses the awe-inspiring tallness, some allies may turn around and become dangerous enemies who stumble on you!

Is this someone trying to do something to the Potter family?

This is the self-proclaimed smart Moldon, the most intolerable, unknowingly, he has become a pawn to pry the family.

The final battle is on the verge of breaking out!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, slowly walking his way step by step, the shiny bald head, the coffin on his back, like a whirlpool to attract everyone's attention, that kind of attraction, just like a young man who is about to explode with hormones and see a stunning beauty, not only temptation, but also hunger.

"Ahh

The main thing is that his head is too bright...... It's so special.

At the same time, those crazy Radiant people also suddenly stopped, Mu Zi looked at Molden with scars all over his body in surprise, and finally, he set his eyes on those Radiant people who were no longer humans.

"I'm just a ...... passerby"

Mu Zi looked apologetic, and suddenly, the yellow sand suddenly seemed to have life, and countless sand hands came out, dragging all the radiant people into the yellow sand, and it didn't take long for the desert to return to its original appearance, as if it had always been the same.

And then there was no then.

When Moldon woke up, it was already night, and when he opened his eyes, there was so silence around him that even the wind of the Death Desert had disappeared.

He almost thought he was no longer in the Desert of Death.

But he was lying on the sand.

"You're awake. I'm leaving. ā€

A voice sounded faintly, and Muzi was still expressionless.

"Wait. ā€

Morden stood up suddenly, and the pain from the wound from the previous battle immediately sent him to the point where he almost fell again, and in the moonlight, he saw the bald head, shiny and reflected in the moonlight.

Muzi stopped and looked at him lightly.

The countless words in Molden's heart, under such a gaze, couldn't even spit out a word, just said "Thank you." ā€

"No, you helped me last time. ā€

Last time?Moldon was stunned, did he help Muzi last time?At that level, he was just meddling.

"Wait a minute, you...... Is it really passing by? We, can we see you again?"

Muzi glanced at Molden apologetically, and then nodded, "What I wanted, it happened to be buried here, I have already taken it out, it's better not to meet again, your life is not hard enough, so you can't get too close to me." ā€

Molden couldn't laugh or cry, and the slightest movement caused a violent cough.

Growing up, he never lost playing cards!

Muzi paused and said, "By the way, you'd better leave the Death Desert quickly, it will continue to consume your life. ā€

"What about you?"

Muzi just smiled, where there are the most deaths, where is his destination, but the Federation people seem to be really good, long-winded, but people are not bad.

"This is my paradise. ā€

Molden looked at Muzi's disappearing back, his life was not hard, could it be that he encountered a harder life?

Tianjing Academy, Wang Zhong and Barron are conducting one-on-one special training, any team, reloading is very critical, maybe never the most showy one, but defense is the foundation of survival, and how far the Tianjing team can go depends on how long Barron can support it, which is why Wang Chong has been accompanying Barron to fight.

Barron roared, the soul power in his body was suddenly released like a compacted spring, and the explosive power poured into his body like a tsunami, savagely rushing!

Bang~~~~~~~~~~

A violent crash sounded, but it wasn't the end, the savage rush, the second paragraph!

Barron's breath sank suddenly, he had already felt the power of the heavy cushion to counterattack, his legs sank, the power of the counterattack immediately became his motivation, and the second ferocious power struck again.

There was a muffled sound on the ground, and he endured a huge amount of strength, after this period of training, Barron was already proficient in explosive techniques, if he worked hard, I am afraid that no one could compare with Barron, training long enough during the day, even dreaming at night that his body was repeating the movements.

(The third update, ask for a guaranteed monthly pass, thank you, !!) (to be continued.) )