"What to do, what to do!" Kyle was so anxious that he couldn't do anything, the only part of his body that wasn't petrified - his brain - was full of dogmatic mental frameworks, and he couldn't help at all in this kind of far more than normal combat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was only responsible for feeling the uninterrupted thoughts in Loloxia's heart: "Ahhh

Kyle himself put the anxious state on Loloxia's mind, and the latter angrily responded, "Useless pig brain, why don't you save some brainpower and wait for me to die and write me a eulogy!"

Hacked to death with a knife - Lolosia never thought that she would die so unjustly, knowing that none of her opponents were professionally trained, not even a samurai of any rank, but she used a knife to finish herself off.

"I'm invisible! you can't see me!"

Unable to comfort Lolohia's panic at all, she can only pray to the god Ami to let these guys who throw knives with their eyes closed quickly throw enough to go home for dinner!

Who's to say it's not? Just throw a knife with your eyes closed!

The thugs still hadn't noticed that the little witch who had been hiding behind the overturned stall had cast a magical invisibility spell.

Some of them didn't even look at the watermelon knife and smashed it out, and then followed the accomplices next to them and shouted intimidatingly: "Hack you bastard!"

Foxface was startled when the first watermelon knife was thrown at the witch, and when he saw that the knife almost cut the little witch's throat, he suddenly realized that the other party was not good at close combat, and his body was as fragile as if he had no defense.

So what are you waiting for?

The fox picked up the watermelon knife that was lying on the ground and was still clutching the dislocated shoulders and grinning in the flower shirt, and smashed it at the little witch's head without hesitation.

Zhong Xiaoxiao was encouraged by the boss's actions, and one by one they were so enthusiastic that they threw the watermelon knife on their waists along the direction pointed out by the boss.

"Hack you bastard!"

"You can't be arrogant!"

"You're laughing, you're laughing!"

"My Whirlwind Thunderbolt Watermelon Knife is designed to restrain you demons and monsters!"

"What are you, my Thunderball Demon Slayer has killed seventeen or eighteen witches!"

"I've killed a magician with my sword, not to mention a little witch!"

"Kill him!"

"Let's see if there's any knives to throw away!"

……

Poor Loloxia's bad idea couldn't be used, and she hid behind an overturned table with her head in her hands, her ears filled with the dull sound of knives smashing into the planks.

She feels that her life is on the line, she hasn't lived enough, she hasn't made a will, and she hasn't had a boyfriend.

"It's all your fault!" she finally found the target to vent her anger: "Who let you succeed as a hero!"

"It's okay to kill yourself, and Miss Ben who wants to kill is innocent here!"

"My reputation has been ruined in the hands of your elm head!"

"What will future historians write about me?'Lolohia, the most brilliant and powerful witch in history, was born in 667 A.D., studied hard for seventeen years, and died in 674!' 'I don't even bother to add a marginal note!'How did he dare to write about how I died?'Does he know how to write?' 'I was dismembered by a knife in an unexplained conflict with a ruffian hooligan on the eastern border of the Ovi Empire'Ah, where is my face gone!'

"Kyle, that's how you made my name in history!"

"Kyle, I hate you to death!"

"Kyle, you're talking! Why aren't you talking?"

"You don't have the face to speak, do you?"

"No, Boss, look. Kyle finally spoke, nervous for three minutes, fearing for Loloxia's life for three minutes,

After three minutes, he was the first to react, and the gangsters' knives were gone.

Taking a deep breath, Loloxia, who was in a state of invisibility, popped her head out from behind the table a little, making sure that no more watermelon knives would fly over, and the thugs were gearing up to beat the water dogs from all sides.

"Aha!" bottomed out! Lolohia felt ecstasy! But this time she was too cautious not to laugh out loud, she was going to make the ignorant little boys who had been arrogant a moment ago pay for their bad deeds.

Lolohia wanted to make the people who had cornered themselves and almost been heroic behind the table fall to their knees one by one and admit their mistakes.

Then, Lolohia will reward the thugs with the most painful lesson on behalf of the witches' dignity for generations.

How can they be punished?

Loloxia thought as the man had moved from behind the table where he was hiding.

The first to bear the witch's wrath was a shirtless man who relied on his own audacity, and he was also the most scolding just now. On his left arm was a majestic white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, and on his right arm was a dragon that went out to sea.

Now he was striding to swear his courage to everyone, and when he came very close to Loloxia's hideout, he bent down and picked up a shiny watermelon knife that he didn't know who had thrown it.

He glanced back at the Peeling Fox, who gave him the smile of a victor to encourage his charging spirit.

He wiped the dusty surface of a watermelon knife with his hand.

"Oh yes!"

Listening to his scream, the left hand of the knife was cut off, and the blood suddenly sprayed his head and face, he knelt down in pain, this kneeling was terrible, there was a watermelon knife with a blade on the ground, and his two legs were cut off at the knee with his weight of more than 200 catties.

The gangsters looked at the bloody man crying and grabbing the ground in front of them, you look at me, I look at you, they are all shocked: this warrior has divided himself into five horses?

Before the fox face had time to be shocked, another scream was heard, and a thug standing in front of the right covered his lower body and fell to the ground, blood spilling down his belt and trouser legs, and the desolate party had passed out in pain.

"There's a problem!" the fox face snapped up, "The witch isn't dead yet!"

"! This isn't dead yet! Everybody is gathered around me and leaning in on me!"

The fox gave the order angrily.

As if to prove his argument right, another thug rolled over and fell to the ground, this time his back strangely folded into a "Z" shape.

The little gangsters in the outer circle were frightened, relying on the prestige of the fox face, although everyone was so scared that they wanted to run away, they still obediently leaned over the fox face to form a dense circle.

Fox Face was already trembling when he saw that there were timid subordinates, and he peed his pants in fright.

It is not difficult to imagine that an invisible opponent threatens his life at all times, and his methods are still so cruel and vicious, and the blood gushing from the corpses of his companions on the ground is not yet cold......

The pressure of death made the hearts of the rabble, who were already not very strong, tremble, and every second seemed like a century.