"Father!" Fire Cat "! It's still too late! From the moment he learned the news, he gathered a team and chased after him, and the roar of Beilei made Aragorn, five hundred miles away, sound seventy-two turning points in the great battle by listening.

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Which is more important, the eldest apprentice or the own son?

Fire Kirin: "Fool, let you guard Aragorn, what are you doing here!" His swollen eyelids were almost unable to lift, but the black light burned even more violently.

As his power burned out, he felt more clearly the domineering power of "withering", his blood vessels were constricting, his pulse was speeding up infinitely, and the further ignited brain juice and the mitochondria in every cell were uncontrollably sacrificed to the power of the heavens, and the direction of reaction was completely oxidized into slag.

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"Don't come here!" After a ten-thousandth of a second of regret and panic, the fire qilin made the wisest decision: "Don't come here!" ”

He lifted his unbroken self from the ground with his big thick legs against his muscles and bones, and his broken limbs were bleeding, but his collapsed nervous system was no longer responsive, and the driving force that supported his speech and action was commonly known as: thought.

He stared at the deadwood spider level, what his eyes were telling him was starting to blur, his nose was telling him nothing but blood and death, and his eardrums were "clicked!" Click! The grinding sound of his own broken bones filled.

But this did not prevent the black flame from burning more and more happily, and the sense of glory and disgrace told him that at both ends of the thread of fate, in the two scattered and withered lives that were tightly entangled,

He Fire Qilin, as a human being, is the weaker side.

"Listen up! Fools! He had to use all the resources he could, "As soon as I die, you will kill the demon beast Bud with all your might!" Don't give it a respite! ”

"Father!" The fire cat burst into tears.

"Fool listens to me!" The vibration frequency of the fire unicorn's vocal cords has been too slow.

"Yes! Master! "Wild grass resisted the urge to die, and used reason to channel the anger that burst into his chest—the strongest full skill of the new generation of his warrior association, gathered his proud right fist, and waited for the blow at the critical moment, gambling on the dignity of his warrior!

"It's coming!" The last expression of the fire unicorn was a smile, and the laughing muscles that were so tense that there was no moisture left then dissipated into the air.

"Ahh You can't kill me! I'm a female spider bud! "****** intense trembling convulsions" inferior human beings! You're all going to die for me! Beilei was hysterical, the coercion was suddenly strong and weak, but the fierce churning cyclone still choked the ordinary soldiers and low-level demon beasts on the ground to death in ignorance.

However, nothing could change the actual damage it had suffered: its broken limbs were like dead earthworms slumped on the ground, its once-indestructible carapace cracked, its massive body dripping yellow water at every corner, and the passing vitality merging into a gurgling Yellow River beneath her last appendage......

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The time of the division is to see off the heroic sacrifice of the heavenly warriors.

The sky was black before the rain.

On the ground were blood-stained fronts.

The wick of the fire unicorn in the shape of a human melted in the air, melting into the heavens and the earth, leaving a wisp of light black smoke in the eyes of everyone.

"Roar!" The painful screams of the mother spider bud are like a signal of the all-out charge of the human brave.

"Kill!"

"Avenge Master!"

"it!"

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The chaos of the scene seemed to Cheng Zhuangzhuang to be incomprehensible, he couldn't understand the mixed shouts, he just subconsciously crawled out of the cave.

He didn't know why he didn't die.

But he knew that the little dead wood spider, the little eight big butterflies, the little two-throated earthworms, and the little heartless monkeys would never think about it: "Why didn't I die—such a conscienceless question." ”

He looked at everything that was happening in front of him, so fast, the visual impact made him involuntarily close his eyes several times, and almost missed, "He only knew the last side of a good master for less than a month."

Is Bai Mao'er dead?

White hair was burned to death?

Cheng Zhuangzhuang saw Lingling's blood-stained corpse desperately against the door of the house in a trance, and the mutilated Xiaojie shouted "Why!" "While facing him, he Cheng Zhuangzhuang, crawling towards him Cheng Zhuangzhuang! Left a bloody handprint along the way.

Lingling is dead, Xiaojie is dead, Rocky is dead, and Bai Maoer is dead...... Everybody's dead......

Cheng Zhuangzhuang covered his head in pain.

The atmosphere was mad and oppressed his sanity.

"Ahh Cheng Yanjin cried and rushed out of the hole: "Stop fighting!" Don't fight! That's enough! Don't die anymore! ”

He stood between the mother spider bud and the human, and for a moment, his conscience was split between the two heavens of ice and fire.

"Fuck you!"

Then Cheng Zhuangzhuang was slapped away by a senior brother: "Master, why did you accept such a coward!" ”

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Bud's anger never subsided.

She didn't want to know why she got to where she was today, and she didn't care what would have happened if she had run away with her sister earlier, or,

She didn't care how many of her eight legs weren't broken, and the rest of them were chopped down by the wild grass.

She didn't want to know how badly she had been hurt, even if its ****** had been smashed for the first time in her life.

She didn't want to know......

She didn't care how many people she had killed, who was biting or poisoning someone in this second, which temple should have died in front of the other, or which enemy was more hateful.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Previously beaten to death by the withering of the fire unicorn, in the despair of the rapid loss of vitality, the eyes of the mother spider bud slipped past every day of her life as a human being—the days she spent with Cupid.

She felt relieved when she saw him laughing.

The illusion of dying was only a fleeting moment.

When she once again acted as the strongest and most powerful person in the audience who could influence the life and death of others, demonizing the dead wood spider.

She was lonely.

She was disappointed.

She realized that all she had been thinking about all her life was to live with such a man, Cupid, smiling.

So when she saw the ground, yes, directly below her six compound eyes, she protected them with her body, and even if she was besieged, she didn't want to take a step back:

The man's body.

Pale and expressionless.

But it's complete.

Intact corpse, pale, expressionless.

His lovely wall putty had been washed away by blood, and his white shirt, which had never been cleaner than his face, bathed in blood, his pale and handsome face,

I can no longer smile proudly.

She wanted to die, so she just let him go.

fight

Just the impulse of inertia,

revenge

Pale than his countenance.

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"Up! Kill it! ”

"Hit it on the third leg on the left! I've cut a hole in it! ”

"! Slow! Healed by it again! ”

"This guy is too resilient, don't give it a chance to breathe!"

"Arab League! Watch your back! ”

"Arab League! Arab league! Yes!!!!! ”

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