"Girl, by your side, I'm really blessed!" The nightmare that was staying in Qingge's body stared at the skull in surprise and shouted excitedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yan Fu is not shallow——

The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched, could it be that Wei wanted to have a lingering love affair with this ancient beast?

Wei didn't seem to find some impure things in Qingge's mind, and then said: "Eight-bone crocodile, in the mother's body, it takes 10,000 years to have an egg, the egg is only the size of the palm, 10,000 years to hatch, 10,000 years to grow, 10,000 years to hatch, 10,000 years to grow, 10,000 years of eight bones, 10,000 years of sixteen thorns, a total of 50,000 years to derive such a creature, I was a beast tamer in my life, the most powerful monster I have ever met in my life is only a high-level beast, this kind of ancient beast, it is rare to see it in 10,000 years." ”

Qingge looked at the sleeping eight-bone crocodile in surprise, unbelievable, this vast and boundless continent is really magical, 50,000 years, how many centuries is that.

Times are changing, everything in the world is unpredictable, and the fierce beast that came out of 50,000 years is a great scourge of human beings, but also a miracle and a legend.

It symbolizes the legend of this era of great power.

"If I provoke it, what will happen?" Qingge asked.

"You want to use the Eight-Bone Crocodile to kill Tearless?" ”

Qingge admitted: "But I'm worried that the Eight-Bone Crocodile Dragon will hurt the Emperor Nine Monarchs and them. ”

"If it were usual, I would definitely let you dispel this idea, hundreds of millions of people in the world would not dare to pluck the hair of a tiger, let alone an eight-bone crocodile."

Wei said in an orderly manner: "But now, this is the best way for the Jedi to fight back, anyway, you only have a few lives, it is a whole army, and there are even elder-level demons, it is better to gamble." ”

Nightmare is a man with the blood of an impulsive devil in his bones.

Receiving the praise of the nightmare, hearing the words, the light song hooked his lips and smiled, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger.

Take a gamble, make a desperate bet, and maybe you can still survive death.

If you keep waiting like this, I'm afraid that there will really be only one dead end.

"But......" said faintly, "If you want to wake up the eight-bone crocodile, you have to think of a way, I forgot to say, the eight-bone crocodile, wake up for 10,000 years, sleep for 10,000 years, when it wakes up, it is the chaos of the flood, when it sleeps, the world is peaceful......"

Light Song: "......"

Sleep for 10,000 years?

Hibernation?

coughed dryly, and Qingge was at a loss.

She really couldn't do anything about this eight-bone crocodile.

The flesh of the eight-bone crocodile was harder than the strongest city wall, and the sixteen cold and wild bone spurs were like his protective weapons, and it was quite difficult for a fierce beast that was so strong that he couldn't even feel it when he stabbed it with a knife.

Qingge said that he had a headache.

At this moment, in the evening, the army stationed outside the mountain range, in the tent of the base camp, woke up without tears.

As if remembering something, he frowned, lifted his tent, and walked towards Lucas's camp.

However, the peculiar thing is that in the Lucas camp, there is not a single soldier guarding it.

Walking into the tent, Xun Wuwu's pupils suddenly constricted, and Lucas on the bed passed out, his hands and feet were bandaged with wounds, and blood overflowed, and it could be seen that it was a broken tendon and vein.

Lucas's body was also covered with many wounds that were deep enough to see the bones.

Xun Wuxian frowned, he always felt that things were not so simple, but Lucas was a high-level demon at the peak, and it was difficult to hurt him.

Omaba –

Who are you?

Xun Wutear touched his chin, and a smile rose at the corner of his lips.

At this moment, Xun Wutear found that there was a white paper on the table inside the tent, and the paper was full of words written in blood.

Xun Wuxian stepped forward and gently picked up the paper, the blood on the paper, slightly dry, a few lines of words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing-

Seeking the king, the elves and the demon king are in the same vein, assassinating Lord Lucas and fifty brothers, I am ready to sneak into the mountain, get important clues for the king, never let them go, betray the king-seeker, die!

Drop the pen, Omaba.

It seems that such a strange name destroys the beauty of the paper.

A deep meaning crossed his eyes without tears, he held the rice paper in one hand, raised his other hand, touched the blood with his fingertips, and then put it in his mouth.

The blood of the High Demons!

Looking for tears and sinking his eyes-

"Omaba, am I overthinking?"

Xun Wuxian sat in the tent for a long time, and then left the tent and walked towards the base camp, angry, "Sure enough, it is the inferior nature of the elves, and they dare to betray this king, since this is the case, don't blame this king for turning his face and not recognizing people." ”

At night, Xun Wutear secretly sent someone into the mountain range to inform the elves, midnight, see you in the old place.

Unfortunately, as soon as the medium demon entered the mountain range, he was slaughtered by Wuwu and Fuxi lurking at the foot of the mountain range.

Worry-free looked at the corpse of the medium demon and was speechless, "It's really right by the demon king, Qingge will make a hindrance in this matter, and Xun Wuxian will send someone in to find the elf." ”

"I have to say that the demon king and his sister have a heart." Fuki laughed.

"No matter how good you are, you don't want to have a baby with me......" carefree and sullenly folded his hands and snorted arrogantly.

Fu Xi grabbed the sleeve of his carefree coat, raised his face, and looked at him with teary eyes, "Lord Holy Beast, shall I give birth to a child for you?" ”

Worry-free: "......"

Get lost.

He is also perverted to the point of heinousness, and he does not spare even children.

Fuki giggled.

After destroying the corpse of the medium demon with a black face, Carefree returned to the waterfall with a menacing attitude.

"Xun Wutear sent a medium demon and has already killed it." Worry-free threw Fuki on the ground and said.

Ji Yue leaned back on the bed and smiled faintly.

Sure enough, as he thought, before Qingge went to the sea, he would block the back road of Xun Wuxian and the elves.

Or is it the same as before, an out-and-out idiot.

never thinks about herself, even if she gets hurt, as long as the people around her are good, she can still smile like a flower.

Ji Yue smiled again, the smile was like water that could not be dissolved under the deep sea, soft and soft, like a half-drunk and half-awake spring breeze faintly blowing, filling the bottom of her eyes.

The holy woman who was taking care of Long San saw Ji Yue's smile, her heart was sullen, and she felt shocked, sad, and a little relieved.

The lonely demon king of ten thousand years rarely smiles, even if he smiles evilly, those beautiful eyes are cold.

The saint had always thought that he was by nature.

It turns out that it's just his warmth and gentleness that don't belong to her.

The love and love between men and women, gentle and rude, all depend on people.

Emperor Jiujun was very pleased, and he also laughed, and asked, "Demon King, how do you know that Xun Wuxian will definitely send someone over?" ”

"It's normal."

Ji Yue said indifferently, the corners of her lips hooked up a touch of tenderness, "That idiot wants to sacrifice his life for righteousness, since he has done it, he will do it to the end, help us pave the way back, she left the white crystal for us to negotiate with the elves, which will inevitably destroy the agreement between the elves and Xun Wuxi, so that the elves have no way to retreat, and stand in a line with us." And this is her style, it still hasn't changed, it's still the same stupid. ”

She is more ruthless than anyone else, but she also has good intentions and sacrifices herself for others.

When the wicked man spoke, he was full of pampering and gentleness, and the violent and evil charm of that body became green water.

The saint's heart froze, and the corners of her mouth were full of bitterness.

After years of waiting and guarding, is it time to give up?

But now she has nothing.

As the saying goes, the loser will not be defeated.

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