"Li Kui, you ghost!" Delru shouted, and threw a punch at Yingluo. She hurriedly turned around to dodge, jumped out of the distance, waved her hand and said: "Calm down, we are really here to travel, if you beat me again, I will fight back!"

"Fight back, I'm afraid you won't make it?" said Delru, another axe at him.

Yingluo flashed to the side and said again: "Give you one last chance, stop it!"

"Die!"

"Well, you forced me, and I was completely in self-defense. Yingluo said, "You know, I used to be just as grumpy as you, until I was hit by an arrow in the knee. As soon as she finished speaking, the golden bow and golden arrow appeared in her hands.

Although Delru is a rough man, he doesn't have the sense of fighting, he completely uses his muscles to control his brain, and when he saw Yingluo take out his bow and arrow, he subconsciously rushed forward. Although the attack power of the ranged class is powerful, as long as it is close, it is a mess of meat on the chopping board, and you can cut it as you want!

Sure enough, Yingluo was in a hurry, and he didn't catch the arrow for a long time, and Delru disdained in his heart: Just this psychological quality is still coming to provoke the Nordic Immortal Palace, see if I don't chop you in half today!

The shiny Xuanhua axe was split on the head, and Delru already showed a victorious smile on his face, but when he saw a flash of golden light, he only heard the sound of "ding", and the Xuanhua axe was blocked by the golden bow!

No matter how you look at it, the thin bow is not proportional to the large axe of the basin, but not only does it block it, but it also blocks it very steadily, Delru feels that he has slashed on the granite, his hand hurts, and there is not even a scratch mark on the golden bow.

"Awesome. Yingluo exclaimed: "It is worthy of the golden holy clothes that have not been broken since the age of mythology!"

"Damn, do you only have one axe for me?" Derru roared, and the axe in his left hand slashed over, but before he could touch Yingluo's hair, he let out a scream and fell to his knees.

Looking again, it turned out that Yingluo had stabbed the golden arrow into his left knee like a dagger.

Not only can you block with a golden bow, but you can also use a golden arrow as a dagger, you tell me it's a ranged class?

Melee combat is so good, you're not the archer I want at all!

Delru was crazy for a while: "You can fight so well, just take the shield and the long sword directly!"

"Makes sense!" Yingluo felt that even if they were enemies, they should respect each other, so he immediately took the golden bow and slapped it on Delru's head, directly knocking the other party out of the air, and planted himself headlong into the cliff, leaving only his two legs exposed, twitching irregularly, and it seemed that he had fainted.

When Yingluo saw the outstanding effect, he was immediately overjoyed, raised his golden bow and shouted at Miro: "Milo, you see my archery skills are amazing!"

"This is not an archery, Ai Russia will cry when he hears it!" Miró was fighting with Mirmei, and subconsciously complained fiercely, but one was knocked away by Mirme's punch and plowed a long way in the snow.

Mirmei took this opportunity to hurriedly summon a set of bright red god fighting clothes, and also carried a harp, and released a big move at Yingluo and Miro: "Hypnotic Requiem!"

I saw him holding the harp and sweeping his fingers, and he could see the ghosting as soon as possible, and the beautiful melody came out of his fingers, as if he was in Elysium, numb and itchy, soft and hot, and lazy that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Miró was climbing up, but halfway through the climb, his hands and feet were no longer under his control, and a dog fell to the ground with his teeth on the ground, and ate a mouthful of snow.

"Damn, there's something wrong with the sound of this piano!" Miro felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, knowing that he was at war with the enemy, but the endless sleepiness hit him, making people want to sleep and die immediately.

Yingluo also sighed, and said weakly: "The sound of this piano is strengthened by the small universe, which can directly act on the brain and control people's spirits." If we go to sleep, we will have to let him slaughter. ”

Miro gritted his teeth and said, "Then you don't hurry up and find a way!"

"I'm thinking!" Young's head turned little by little, and he was about to fall asleep.

Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Mirmy said while playing the piano: "Don't struggle, no one can resist my piano sound." Sleep, lackeys of the Sanctuary, and sleep forever in the snow and ice of Northern Europe!"

Yingluo was already snoring, and Miro was also planted in the snow, Mirmy stopped playing, posed, and said with a high and cold appearance: "The only thing I can do is to let you die in peace in a beautiful melody, thank me for my kindness, lackeys of the Sanctuary!"

According to the previous situation, there should be a lot of fans running out around him and screaming loudly at this time, but his POSS has been on for three minutes, and the village is still quiet.

Mirmy sensed that something was wrong with the situation, and said loudly: "Everyone, the danger has been lifted, the outsiders have been defeated, you can come out!"

No one responded.

At some point, even the sound of the wind disappeared, and the whole village seemed to be a static picture, revealing a strange smell.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Mirmy's forehead, and he was about to smash open a door to take a look, when he saw Derru coming over with an expressionless face.

"Great, Delru, you're still normal, what the hell is going on...... Milme said just as she spoke, when suddenly the sky and earth were dark, and the rhythmic music began.

"Wow, wow, wow, ......wow, bh, wh, wh, bh, bh, wow, bh, bh, w

Milmy swears that he had never heard such a piece before, and it seemed to be a new method of composing, elegant with agility, noble with cheerfulness, and one would unconsciously sway to the rhythm.

A bright light fell from the sky, Delru turned his back to him, one hand raised above his shoulder, the other on his waist, as the music played, his right hand twisted repeatedly as if he was cramping due to calcium deficiency, and then his hands, body, and legs also swayed to the music.

At the end of the first measure, Derru sings in a cold voice in his thick and gruff voice: "Light the red lantern when the moon rises......"

Mirme didn't hold back, and spit out a mouthful of old blood, not a rhetorical device, but a real spit of blood. The song is beautiful, and the lyrics are good, but these two things combined with Delru's voice, it is called a heart-wrenching, unbelievable, and like an immeasurable chemical reaction, it directly makes Mirmy kneel.

"Your own people, don't be ......"

But Delru turned a deaf ear, and the strong man who was two meters up and two meters up writhed his body like a snake, and that feeling was ...... It's terrifying!

"Huh...... Hehehehe...... Moonlight...... Lantern ......" Mirmy stood there and smirked, drooling but not noticing. Miro stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his face, but the other party did not respond.

"What did you do with him?"

Yingluo shrugged: "He used a mental attack on me, so I gave it to him along his brain." Didn't he love to sing? I chose one of the most famous songs and gave him a loop, and now it's just the ......," Ying Luo closed his eyes and sensed it: "The 570,000th time." ”

Miro was taken aback: "Can you listen to a song like this?"

Yingluo shook his head: "The song is fine, but the sound template I used is Delru's." ”

Miro shivered: "That's quite hateful." ”

Suddenly, Mirmy began to wriggle all over her body, and instead of drooling, she foamed at the mouth. Miro was shocked: "What's the matter?"

Yingluo said lightly: "It's nothing, I saw that dancing was boring, so I asked Delru to take off his clothes." ”

"Damn!" Miro thought about the image, and almost inhaled the duodenum in one breath. He said with a sympathetic face: "When I meet you, this one named Mirmei is the blood mold of the eighteenth generation of the ancestors!"

"What's wrong, they're all surnamed Mi, so they sympathize with others?"

"Why don't I have the surname Mi!"

"Okay, okay, you don't have the surname Mi. Bring them along, and we'll have a look at that fairy palace. ”

"Why me?"

Yingluo smiled, and Miro hurriedly said: "I'll move, I can't move!" Don't smile at me, as soon as you smile at me, I feel that you want to trick me." ”

Miró held the two of them on his shoulders, the weight didn't matter, but Delru's legs were too long and he was still dragging on the ground, and Mirmy was foaming at the foam all over his body.

"By the way, what song are you listening to this thing?" asked Miro with a look of disgust.

Yingluo smiled and spit out four words: "Pure Land of Bliss!"