After narrowly dodging the attack of the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers, Fassbinder, who was a little embarrassed, sighed in annoyance, it was originally just a simple task to find someone, but he didn't expect it to become so complicated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What he didn't expect the most was that he wanted to teach Sophia a mercenary a cruel lesson, but he didn't expect that the other party would only stand up with a goblin, so he easily dragged his whole team of excellent knights here, unable to move and even his own situation was so embarrassing, such a result was a little unacceptable to him.

Although I don't want to admit it, but that's the case, and there are five people who are glued to the people of that family, at this moment, Fassbinder completely faces up to these mercenaries who are from legendary mercenaries, and they are really not easy to mess with.

Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, Fassbender was still full of confidence, because he knew that this was Conyounis City, which belonged to him, and as long as it dragged on for a while, when reinforcements arrived, the situation would immediately take a sharp turn for the worse, and at that time, he still didn't believe that he couldn't take these arrogant bastards.

With this in mind, he carefully looked at the two strange plants that the goblins called the Tycoon Ironjaw Flower, and Fassbender breathed a sigh of relief, obviously the liquid on his body attracted these two ugly strange flowers, so that he did not need to worry about the safety of his horse.

Holding the knight's spear in one hand, Fassbender stared at the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers with half-squinted eyes for a while, grabbed the gap between the two twisting bodies, sprinted violently, rushed to the ground beside the horse, reached out and picked up the shield hanging on his body, and then took a side step, after a few flashes and movements, he easily lured the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers away from the horse.

After doing all this, Fassbinder held the knight's spear in one hand and the shield in the other, with these two things in hand, his nervous heart gradually calmed down, and he tried to counterattack once or twice, although he could not find the weakness of these two strange flowers for a while, but his attacks were not very agile, as long as he was a little careful, he could easily dodge the monotonous attacks of the two.

It was only then that Fassbinder, who had been caught all his attention by the two Trollus Jaw Flowers, remembered his target, and after dodging an attack from the former, he turned his gaze to the goblin, only to see the latter standing leisurely in place with his hands behind his back, his eyes on his men, who had all jumped over the vine wall.

"Watch out for those seeds on the ground!" Fassbender was anxious at this scene, and he couldn't help but shout a loud warning, and now he remembered the safety of his men who had come with him.

The knights, who were originally looking at the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers in an orderly manner, suddenly became a little confused after suddenly hearing Fassbinder's warning voice, and at this moment, the green seeds sprinkled all over the ground also moved, and the hard shells broke a small opening, and the emerald green shoots slowly stretched out.

Just after Fassbinder shouted a warning, the knights fell into a brief confusion, the goblin with his hands behind his back suddenly moved, as if he was waiting for this rare opportunity, his hands were raised, and two glass bottles filled with pink liquid were thrown by him, driving a graceful arc, and shattering into the knights who fell into a brief confusion with great accuracy.

Looking at the chaotic knights as if throwing away garbage, the goblin's face always maintained a smile called sarcasm, and he didn't even pay attention to Fassbinder's gaze, which was enough to kill one person, and just stood quietly in place, waiting for the result.

Sure enough, Fassbinder's familiar scene was played out again, the pink liquid flowing from the broken glass bottle gradually soaked the green seeds that had begun to germinate on the ground, and the panicked mount trampled the pink liquid everywhere, thanks to this incident, almost all the green seeds sprinkled on the ground were soaked in this pink liquid.

But the green seeds soaked in the pink liquid only sprouted, and there were no other changes, and Fassbinder was relieved to see this scene, what he was most afraid of was that those green seeds were also some kind of unknown strange flowers, and now it seemed obvious that those seeds did not seem to react to the pink liquid.

Turning his head to look at the goblin, and seeing the puzzled expression on the latter's face, Fassbinder was truly relieved, it seemed that the god of luck had not completely abandoned him, but just as he was about to speak, an accident happened.

The calm lasted less than ten breaths, and the green sprouts that covered the ground suddenly grew faster, one after the other, and almost in the blink of an eye, they grew into a strange plant that was half a man's height and resembled cotton, and at first glance, it looked like a white rose.

Of course, this is only the beginning, each cotton-like plant has a main trunk to support, and the main trunk is divided into countless small branches, and the small branches have many sharp barbs like thorns, and when these cotton-like plants are fully bloomed, the white fluff balls are almost entangled with each other, and soon they are connected together, as if they have become a huge spider web, and the knights trapped in it are the prey in this spider web.

The knights who were suddenly in trouble, where were they willing to show weakness, and without waiting for someone to order, they waved their long swords and knights' spears in their hands, or chopped or chopped, or picked or stabbed, trying to rush out of this sudden predicament as quickly as possible, but unfortunately, every chop of their hands was as if it really hit cotton, and every attack force hit the air, even if they had all their strength, it was useless.

It wasn't the thing that troubled them the most, but the countless sharp barbs that grew on the branches, and with each attack of the knights, the mounts under them would move, and each movement would be cut by these sharp barbs with a small wound.

Although each wound was not very large, nor too deep, only a few blood streaks appeared, but it could not withstand the large number of such wounds, and in just a few breaths, the knights' mounts were covered with similar wounds, and the screams in their mouths continued.

However, whether they are moving forward or backwards, they will be damaged by sharp barbs, and the best outcome is to stay still, but it is obviously impossible for an already frightened mount to accomplish this.

Therefore, Fassbinder, who was still glad that he was favored by the god of luck just now, had already stiffened the smile on his face and cursed loudly.

"Damn green-skinned dwarf, what the hell is this!"