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Huang Cancan's expressionless Yelia: "......" She can see the little witch's every move clearly: "Are you done?"

"Not yet, you get ready slowly, get ready, be the most prepared!Bah!Bah!Not the fullest, only the fullest!" Loloxia's whole face was as green as a Satsuma zombie crawling out of a cemetery.

"Oh, good. The yellow Yelia promised: "A word of caution, once my move is ready, the longer it drags on, the worse the stability will be......"

"Alright, I'm all right, there's nothing to do!

was thrown aside by her splitting hand, and the star head magic wand was held in her hand at some point, and the star head lit up like a festival when he spoke. "Come!" the little witch became unusually serious.

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"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ......"Boom, Boom!"

"Bang!"

"Choke on it!"

"Click!"

"Crackling!"

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"Then the old man is just leaving?" Cheng Zhuangzhuang looked in disbelief at the broken wooden door of the wind-blown organ room.

"Uh......" Kyle was stunned for a long time, "Ang!" He suddenly got a little excited,

"The biggest problem is solved!" Li Gen said in one sentence, which made Kyle complain that his "IQ is a hard injury", and then enlightened himself, "I just don't use my brain to get used to it, and it will be good to practice more in the future." ”

"What are we going to do next?" Kyle wanted to slap himself in the face as soon as he spoke, he should think about it himself, he couldn't always point to others and take it all with his eyes closed.

"Do you need to talk about it?" Li Gen couldn't help but caress the dashboard of the organ room, he remembered this thing when the old man was there, but unfortunately he didn't dare to touch it.

Now, the old man doesn't know where to go crazy.

"Of course, let's release the deadwood spider first!" Li Gen didn't say a word, and went to move the mechanism.

"Pull it down, you!" Kyle slapped away the little carrot head's thief's hand, "If you really want to die, don't feed the monster!"

Li Gen was thin and small, and was easily hugged aside by the knight, and the boss was unhappy with a black face: "Then if you want to go out, you have to find the mechanism to open the gate on the east side." ”

"......" Kyle thought he sounded right.

"Don't worry," Li Gen leaned over to the dashboard again, "I'm just going to try and find the mechanism to open the east gate, so that a few of us can escape." Seeing that Kyle was so silent that he listened to his explanation, Li Gen planned to work harder: "The interval between the next few batches of mines is getting shorter and shorter, if we don't hurry up and get out, we all have to be buried here!"

As if to verify his words, the explosions in this round were even tighter, "boom!" and "boom!".

There was a slight vibration under his feet, and large pieces of damp wall ash had to fall off and smash into a pile of foot skins on the ground.

It's important to run for your life without delay. Kyle immediately decided, "Here you go!" Thinking about it, he added, "But you can hear it clearly! Don't mess around!" If it weren't for the fact that Aragorn's text is derived from the Latin language family, and the polysemy verbs make Kyle's head big, he certainly wouldn't have entrusted such an important task to such an unreliable person.

"Know, know, ......," the little radish head squeezed Kyle out of the way and put his ass on the stool, staring at the dazzling array of agency messages with blinking eyes, and his black eyes glowing red.

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The golden pillar of light lit up the big stallion's dog eyes as it rose into the sky. He even had a moment of confusion in his memory, and at this moment he couldn't remember those days when he was condescending to show off his might to the heroes in the arena through the blue semi-transparent cover.

"I ...... Wipe ......" visual impact made him full of bad water and couldn't vomit it for the time being. When the retina was a little accustomed to the intense beam, the big stallion unconsciously chilled, and when it was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, there was only one voice in his head, and the image of the person who was most unwilling to be used by him filled the anterior lobe of his brain: that little witch, wouldn't he just die? Millions of gold coins would be wasted, he would be in debt because of the liquidity crisis, the people below would rebel, the people above would laugh, and the splint himself would be stuffed into a body bag by another loan shark before long.

"Don't ...... It's true...... Dead ......" he had time to think a second time, and the poor stallion pounced on the fence of the high platform, like a desert traveler who sees a vision of an oasis at his dying moment, "The Golden Broom Witch...... That's it?"

Chalk leaned against the wall of the high platform, he was a gangster, not like the gangsters who had a decent identity, he was just a debt collector, and he was not worthy of standing on the high platform in the middle of the big competition field.

"Old ...... The boss "Chalk has not yet recovered from the continuous emotional shock, and his speech stutters"...... Yelia disobeyed...... Right now...... What are we going to do?" Chalk didn't bet on anyone, he didn't eat on his brain. The current situation is like robbing a bank and meeting a patrolling police car, and usually the answer he wants to hear is: "**** bitch!"

The big stallion did not speak, the intense golden light was far from dissipating, and the blue translucent shroud was so golden that it was impossible to distinguish the situation of the battle. But it is conceivable that such a powerful energy condensed into a ball of light in a ten-thousandth of a second and then shot from Yelia's hand to the little witch's chest, I didn't hear that the witch's body was very resistant to beating.

The brass hammer's jaw was about to hit the surface of his feet, although he hoped that the golden broom would win, but how could a delicate witch withstand such a strong energy? Lan Yingying's semi-transparent cover shook, and this flick could cause the ground of the big tournament to tremble.

As if the screen was blue and then there was a shaking effect, the little apple quickly calmed down, and finally understood the value of this blue semi-transparent cover, he once thought that this cover was redundant, and dyed the duel heroes a funny blue.

Mrs. Yulin's carefully trimmed nails inadvertently punctured Little Apple's palm, but neither of them knew it. The eagerness of "what is the result?" occupies the high ground of rationality of the audience.