Chapter 20 Peace

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"Vinci, was that you? Your fireworks? "Lee's happy face occupies the entire screen, which is more scary than a spider.

"Well, it's me, do you know where I am now? Don't forget, I'm just a firework. Lin Wenqi smiled at the screen.

"Well, Ah Yan wrote it down, we'll go to you now, you're okay." Li Xingxing was talking over there, still discussing with Hua Rong that this signal flare was so handsome.

"Got it." After saying that, Lin Wenqi hung up the screen.

Looking at the big leopard lying at his feet, he saw it for the first time in the moonlight, and the huge auspicious clouds surrounded him, it turned out to be his fur pattern, white pattern, and pitch-black shading, which made him more and more heroic, but he lost too much blood and looked extremely fragile.

"What did you just give me a drink? Your menstrual blood? Lin Wenqi was not serious.

"Fart, Lao Tzu is a male, where did the shit come from, that's the essence blood of this prince!" The leopard roared, as if it was coming to the spirit, but it was angry.

"It's not all the same." Lin Wenqi smiled, squatted down, and looked at the leopard's eyes seriously, sincere and trusting. I laughed out loud when I looked at it.

"Silly leopard, eat this." The palm of his hand couldn't hold the life-sustaining pill, and a bunch of bottles fell to the ground when they came out of the package, and the leopard didn't dislike it, so he pulled out the stopper directly, and drank the red weird liquid when he raised his head. After that, he looked at Lin Wenqi who was sitting next to him, paused, and pulled out the stoppers of all the bottles one after another, arched Lin Wenqi with his head, and let him drink the medicine on his stomach.

Then the leopard saw that the man who had been heroic just now had turned into a wriggling maggot.

When Lin Wenqi drank all the bottles of medicine, he found that his face had worn out. A bloody mouth mixed with soil and sand led from the middle of the brain to the hair. I guess I'm going to have to leave a scar.

"What, is it ugly?" Lin Wenqi watched the leopard keep staring at him and spoke.

"It's not ugly, it's beautiful, it's different." The leopard shook his head, stuck out his tongue, held back the barb, licked Lin Wenqi's wound, and licked the sand off.

"Hey, you kid, don't you have the vaccine, and what disease will infect me!" Lin Wenqi let out a hissing inhalation sound in pain.

"Damn, Lao Tzu will die if you pity you! I'm not sick! "The leopard barked.

Lin Wenqi pretended not to understand and ignored him, maybe the leopard didn't understand, because the leopard was still young, but he knew that he didn't have a scar and become handsome, but faced up to his identity, a warrior, a warrior who defended his family and the country, and the experience of blood, he looked forward to it, he didn't plan to be a savior, but since he had the items in the game, he had a trace of responsibility, and at the critical moment, if he didn't come forward, would he wait for the children and the old man to make a move?

The scar on his forehead is like a mark, recording Lin Wenqi's growth, making Junxiu's face mature and more flavorful.

"Sleep, the injury will heal tomorrow, I promise." Lin Wenqi felt that his strength had returned, so he sat up, moved, and leaned on the leopard's body.

"This medicine is so good, I feel like the essence and blood have been replenished, give me some when I leave." The leopard opened its mouth, yawned, and then smacked its lips, as if to lament the efficacy of the medicine.

"Give as much as you want!" Lin Wenqi rubbed his hair on his back. He felt like he was loving the world more and more. Although it is dangerous, there is love and affection.

A person and a leopard closed their eyes, feeling the coolness of the night, the night breeze blowing, the cold came, Lin Wenqi leaned towards the leopard, drawing warmth from the leopard.

And at this time in outer space, tens of thousands of cultivators have died hundreds of people, killing hundreds of thousands of Zerg, just when their aura is almost exhausted, and they feel that they can't support the arrival of support, they find that the Zerg has become weaker, from Iron Man's invulnerability to watermelon, it is not difficult to cut one by one, everyone is overjoyed, and the battle is monstrous.

Although they kill a lot of zerg, but they can't stop hundreds of millions of counting zerg, the zerg reproduces very quickly, a worm mother can give birth to the number of all humans, and the worm mother will have a survival rate of tens of billions every time it lays eggs, and the small worms will mature in less than a year and become a fighting body to fight with them.

And the cultivators who were close to saw clearly that one day the red dragon quietly appeared in space, the red fireworks around it burned violently, but it was slightly frozen because of the lack of air, and the thousand-meter-long body exuded a strong coercion, circling forward to strangle the nearby enemies, directly rushing into the heart of the Zerg army, and then turned into a red light, shooting directly at an insect they were not familiar with, the insect was slightly smaller, compared to the surrounding combat body, it was simply a thin bamboo pole, the red light passed through the mouthparts of the thin bamboo pole, and the powerful strangulation force twisted the Zerg's body, Pierced through the Zerg's head and exploded, leaving no ash behind.

The insects around are gathering here, as if they are aware of the danger, and after the thin bamboo pole dies, the whole Zerg is stunned, and it seems that it has been affected by something. The surrounding zergs tried to find the "alien" who cut off the thin bamboo pole, but found nothing.

The cultivator next to him saw it, and thought that he suddenly understood something, and then led the team to attack the Zerg around him, but found that the strength of the Zerg was not as strong as before, and the weak ones could be easily killed without the cooperation of the team.

A few hours later

The sun gradually rose, and the mist enveloped the entire forest, and then it was white, and then it was defeated by the sun, and it turned into droplets of water and fell to the ground.

Lin Wenqi slept comfortably, but was woken up by a burst of shouting. When he opened his eyes, it was dark, he thought it was dark, he turned around and wanted to continue sleeping, and when he turned around and saw that it was dawn, he remembered that the leopard was black, sat up with his hands on the ground, looked at the pillow, and sure enough, it was the belly of the leopard.

Then he heard the noisy sound getting closer and closer, and there was a faint pronunciation of "strange" in the voice, and he suddenly remembered that Feng Qintian was looking for him, and hurriedly shouted: "Leave it here!" Leave it here! ā€

He didn't dare to run around, so he sat there, and the leopard who was awakened by him also turned over and stood up, looked at Lin Wenqi's intact hands and his intact paws, and excitedly leaned over to help Lin Wenqi wash his face, and then was rubbed his head for a while.

When Lin Yan and the others first came, they saw a picture of one person and one leopard playing, and they breathed a sigh of relief, it was good to see that he still had the energy to play, what they were afraid of was that Lin Wenqi was in danger, and he had no power to return to heaven at all.

A few people trotted over, and Lin Wenqi saw a few people, scraped tattered clothes, coagulated black blood scabs, scraped tattered wounds, and even their shoes were open. They didn't dress up as novices like him, but they still kept walking day and night, just to find him, without complaining, scolding, or resentment. He was in danger, wasn't Lin Yan in danger of them? But I didn't mention it.

Looking at the youngest Hua Rong, who loves beauty the most, his little face is black, his little arms are full of wounds, and the legs of the four people are already swollen, which is controlled by standing for twenty-four hours, mixed with wounds, bruises, and purple purple, and his eyes are red.