"That's the guy!" every locust hand with broken ribs rolling in the sky cursed the same sentence in his heart: "This is the demon!

Locke hadn't recovered from Kobayashi's advancement yet, because he was still thinking about how to snatch a lot of achievements from the "high-level samurai" after he captured a few spies later. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stop him! The eighth team of the locust man went up the tree, and the ninth team ......" Xiao Lin no longer had a calm and calm demeanor, and when he really comprehended the higher-level strength, he understood the terrifying nature of this mysterious enemy, especially Xiao Lin himself studied the body method, and he felt more about the advantage of absolute speed.

Now that he had not finished his mouth shape with the word "Shang", there was only fear left in every capillary of his body, and he thought much farther than the "officials" present: If this speed was used to kill me, would I be able to dodge? Then goosebumps fell to the ground.

"Chasing?" Locke didn't know whether to be happy or sad at this time, maybe it was much simpler, he asked, and a pair of shiny hoods saluted in the direction of the yellow light.

"Chasing?" Xiao Lin's jaw hadn't retracted, but his brain was activated: How to chase? Chasing this guy, at least it has to be the temple!

The two of them were stunned, and the yellow light had become a bright spot in the distant forest.

What to do?

The news has been sent back, and the chiefs rushed here to see the corpses of their own people all over the place, who will take responsibility?

Even Locke's calculating intestines don't bother to shirk responsibility, the Assassins' Association, this kind of thing, can't be shirked.

Kobayashi's plummeting body temperature conveys the same point.

What to do?

What to do? Will there be a good death?

When the cold wind blew by his side suddenly, Xiao Lin instinctively wanted to pull out a knife to defend himself, but his right wrist was pressed by an irresistible force.

Locke didn't see anything, and all the others were close enough to see large pieces of leaves falling from the towering trees beside him, and "planting them in the ground" with a black mask.

He ......" Xiao Lin's eyes lit up, and the root of this hope may not be just vitality.

"How...... What's going on" Locke was already stupid, and his mind, which had been in control of the overall situation, completely fell to the bottom...... Just now...... Isn't it ......"

"Hmm!" Xiao Lin nodded solemnly, "Huh!" got a long breath "Luck hasn't rotten yet," his two hands holding his chest finally hung down, he was too nervous just now, his forearm muscles were stiff, Xiao Lin relaxed them very seriously, "Brother, the rest is not something that our level can handle." Xiao Lin walked away.

Locke listened, his heart was elusive, and his mouth was flattened, which was not a good taste.

Sorting out his mood, Locke waved his hand to let everyone close, and then looked back at the direction of the fallen leaves, when the broken leaves were scattered on his shoulders, the yellow light had long since disappeared, "If the big tribute chief is spoken, he should catch up, right?" After all, Donetsk's big tribute chief Buu, as Xiaolin's so-called "that level", a figure from the sky, should not be able to confront the son of the demon beast with three people on his back.

As for...... What if something happens to the chief...... Oh my God, I can't imagine it!

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This is the fastest run of the wilderness.

It was so fast that even he felt weird, "Are these two legs still my own?"

The calf muscles were as hard as stones as early as the evening three days ago, and when he crossed the rift, he must have hit the stone, the wound was scratched, and the blood flowed a little, but he didn't feel any pain at all—the calcium ions had already been pulled out of the endoplasmic reticulum by the muscle fibers, and calmodulin was fully saturated, so how could he still feel pain?

This is the key question that Araku probably didn't even figure out: Are these legs still mine?

Yes, I made it run desperately, nonsense! There is a humanoid maggot with a pattern pattern in the back that runs thousands of times faster than the blue-light evil god that the sky kills, and it has been chasing itself alive for more than half a month, and I don't run?

No matter how you look at him, he's not a good person, right, of course, I'm going to run! I'm going to bring my friends with me.

The point is, can I run so fast, can I last so long?

! I fell asleep the first night, but I'm still running!

The panic may not have anything to do with Steve's vision.

After the initial guilt and self-blame and extreme defense of his own people have passed, the second week is left with only the conscious act of giving the absurd to show the way, which requires brain capacity.

To be honest, being resisted and running wild for more than 20 days is really not something that people can bear.

So Steve didn't have those idle people to worry about a person who didn't know what a grudge was, and then, until now, he thought it was "he was greedy so he burned his throat, Steve and Little Ina teamed up to save his life, put himself by the river to recuperate, and then the three of them led away the pursuers of the Assassin Guild...... "Such an informative compound sentence doesn't look like a ridiculous and elusive sentence." So it was clear that someone was fooling him into thinking so.

Knowing that he could be trusted, at least for now, Steve relaxed and slept for a while when he could, only when he was asleep, he would be nervous until he stayed awake - joke, which was even more scary than drunk driving.

Fortunately, Steve was back to his peak a week ago.

Hansen is miserable, as a pure-bred human being, his two hands are wasted like that, and I don't know if he will have so good luck to meet the legendary - it seems to have been reimbursed, the spring of rebirth?

However, the eye of a high-ranking samurai is always there. Hansen didn't do anything wrong, when he was carried up by the wilderness, he was super relieved to sleep for seventy-two hours, and after waking up, he found that the towering willow tree next to him flashed in front of him, and then noticed that the big willow tree that woke him up was a big black spot on the mountain that also flashed by, and threw it at him, and he didn't hear any other movement, maybe the roar of the demon beast wanted to catch up with him and have to live a year and a half.

Who is it chasing after you?---It's not the same angry monster that threw the willow tree, anyway.

That's what Hansen and Steve are most concerned about right now.

At the current rate of the crowd, the blind can also see it, the Templars.

Yes, a Templar!

Running so fast, the image of the tree trunk in the retina is oblique fifteen degrees and almost upside down to the ground!

Awesome, awesome is the loyal seat of the runaway quartet, Hansen saluted the head of the pink man next to his elbow who had not grown hair until now, so fast it was really awesome.