The garrison over there, led by Chenguang, was in charge of snickering, and Licorice simply scorned, "Cut, I'm brain-dead and embarrassed to talk about others." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "He is now a high-level samurai, and it is normal for him to **."

"I ......" After all, the words were spoken by idols, and the tropical fish's face was red, but his mouth was like a seal.

"Turkey, I think the Knights are still useful. "Rabbit ears are so bad that they interject.

Everyone turned to look at him, and the turkey asked, "What's the use?"

"Their horses and armor are blessed with mana, and they are all plucked down for me, and I want to use them to strengthen the pseudo-building. The gray rabbit spoke calmly.

this is Aragorn, the territory of the Warrior Association, and the talents are full of martial arts - let those chaff hearts steamed buns who ride tall horses and hide behind beautiful armor have a face--those hypocrites full of benevolence and morality turn over-those guys who come to buy cloud copper breastplates and rush to discount promotions are awesome -

Is that still a deal?

Friendly reminder: Don't talk about the knight's creed in Aragon, the locals use it to urge children to urinate.

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The rabbit ears shrank in the VIP suite on the third floor of Nightshade, and the double-layer soundproof windows here are one-way, and the monster beast passes through the window, and the people inside are not visible. Rabbit ears leaning on the comfortable Zhenzhu deer cushion, living a rich man's addiction.

The fish's men moved the huge waterbed to the balcony, so that if a monster attacked it from the balcony, it would definitely be frightened by the waterbed, especially the human-faced spider with its clawed claws and hard claws, and the spider's legs would sink into it and be flooded.

"Pinch this...... Your brother and they'll all get the news?" Rabbit Ears was suspicious of a dusty puff of skin like a cooked tripe.

"Yes, this is a new product that the rich people of Yulin bought with the alchemists in the north. Daiyu obediently stood beside him, dancing and explaining, "Our lady Yulin has hands and eyes, and only our troops have this treasure in all of Aragon." His pride was overflowing, "In fact, the weapons of our Green Forest Battalion are the best, and there is no second cavalry company equipped with magic weapons in the whole Aragonese ......."

Rabbit Ears frowned when he heard this: "Don't mention cavalry with me. He had a childhood shadow and couldn't hold back his urine when he heard words like "cavalry" or "horseback."

Strong enemies are on the side, and he doesn't have time to urinate frequently.

"Oh. "Ribbon fish is silent, although he and Rabbit Ears are both high-level samurai, but they are big heroes under the command of big heroes. In contrast, he is the small leader of the aristocratic private army, and he is much more philistine.

"At least I can fight alongside the Dragon Slayer Warriors!" "Since the Turkey Temple values this rabbit ear so much, he must be stronger than others." I don't know what role this rabbit ear plays in the battle of slaying the dragon?"

Then the more he looked at the rabbit ears, the more he felt that people were heroic.

There was a "da-da-da" footsteps at the top of the stairs, and in a short time the tropical fish trotted in.

"Are you all ready?" said Grey Rabbit as he slipped the precious skin into his pocket. To be honest, he didn't have much interest in this unsightly "magic weapon", in the soldier's impression, powerful magic weapons will emit light, and the stronger the light, the more powerful.

"It's all right," the tropical fish yelled as if he couldn't speak without calling, "I even broke down the stairs twice, and threw everything that could move them into the street."

Through the 180-degree one-way narrow window of the semicircle, the gray rabbit could see the sparse piles of garbage that looked like barricades on the street.

"It's not enough," he muttered to himself, "it won't have the effect of limiting the speed of the monster's movement at all." He had a flash of inspiration: "What about your cavalry company? Didn't you tell them to pull off their equipment?"

"Ah......" Tropical Fish cried with a sad face, "It's really ......" His boss was reluctant, and the excitement before the big battle just now was swept away, "Our cavalry is all good......"

Rabbit Ears is not really against his "cavalry", objectively he is short of time and the task is arduous: "I am not here to lead you to charge to death." ”

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The horsemen, who had no horses, followed the rabbit ears and hid in the buildings farthest from the big tournament in the established battlefield. The tropical fish complained "Actually, if you want me to say, a charge can ......"

"You can die there, and you will die in two charges. "Rabbit ears don't have a shelf, and when it's time to complain, don't hesitate to smear the stars" "Tell your men" He rolled his eyes and swept the tropical fish and the hairtail brothers, "Inform everyone that no one is allowed to show their heads without my orders." ”

The tropical fish stopped talking, nodded, and went to dry alone, holding his beloved long-handled tomahawk against the balcony railing in a daze, the blue and magical color of the tomahawk reflecting him like a plaster statue of a grudge.

The second child took the fish to get the order, went down to pass the word, and just took two steps......

"Slow down......," Rabbit Ears remembered again, "so that none of them are allowed to show their heads," he emphasized the point, while turning his eyes on the tropical fish lying on the balcony of the desert ocean to blow the wind, "especially some good men who are not afraid of death." ”

With the fish in mind, he strode onto the balcony and carried his brother into the house by the collar of the back of his neck.

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The turkey had just set up the trap in his hand when he suddenly heard two farts from the leather bag in his pocket - "poof!" and "poof!"

"Coincidentally, the rabbit ears are also ready. With a wave of his hand, the sound of the breathing of the twenty-five good hunters behind him was so loud that it lowered the audio and amplified the volume, disguised as a hall with the windows unclosed.

"Time waits for no one, let's go!" the turkey ordered, and the next second the person was gone.

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"It's coming!" Green Cloak was a little excited, "Let's stand away, shall we?" he implied that it would not be good to be seen.

The red cloak didn't answer, her two eyes grabbed Misato's back, and her blue and white tuxedo was like a clear blue sky draped in a snow-white tuxedo, transparent and pure, otherworldly.

"Look again, she's not gone yet. A few words popped out from under the hood of the red cloak.

"What are you waiting for her to do?" Green Cloak was dismissive, and he glanced at Misato with mocking eyes, "It's her business that she likes to watch the show, and it doesn't get in our way." ”

“…… She's in a dilemma. Red Cloak explained, "One of the hunters here is a Templar. ”

"She's worried that the rabble of dead wood spiders aren't opponents?" Green Cloak snorted and nodded, "After all, I've been in a cage for so many years, and there is a refractory period when I come out. The green cloak swatted a fly that landed on the bridge of his nose, "Do you guess if she will make a move at the critical moment?"