The bearded man said as he turned his face to the other side.

In the dim firewood.

Wang Zhe saw a small circle of white and yellowish bubbles bulging from the dense beard and lip flaps......

Wang Zhe looked at the bearded man with a shocked expression.

On this moonlit night high night.

The Varong Hanhan of the Asamai blood clan finally entrusted himself to bring to the Vatican a piece of homemade chewing gum?

The reason why he was hunted down by the Paladin of the Holy See turned out to be a small piece of chewing gum?

What about teasing me? So what am I going to do when I go back to save you?

To know.

At that time, the right place and people were in the right place, and there was a unique luck.

Otherwise, I and this cliff will be torn by the Holy See paladin who is as strong as a bear a few times!

"So that's the gum you just asked me to take?"

Wang Zhe forced the 10,000 grass mud horses and 10,000 hippos in his heart, and asked cautiously.

"Rookie, I found you really interesting...... Chewing gum?"

"This is the gum candy I got from the ancient gypsies, and it is indeed sweet, chewing with the mouth can last for a long time, can fully exercise the masseter muscles of our blood, and is more conducive to strengthening our bite force when preying!"

The bearded man said with a serious face, blowing bubbles.

When it blows to the maximum, there is a pop of bubbles!

Just like Wang Zhe now.

He really has a feeling of weakness that he can't get out of the toilet when he squats in the toilet and has a strong urge to defecate, but he can constantly hold back his urine......

"Why?"

Wang Zhe finally voiced his doubts.

The bearded man was lying on the sand behind him, his deep eyes looking up at the sky.

"Why?!Maybe I left one of my blood descendants before I died, but it's a pity! I didn't expect that I didn't die in the end! But...... My journey won't stop there, our next stop ------ the Vatican!"

Wang Zhe looked at the blood clan Hanhan lying on the ground in front of him, he really wanted to run now!

This guy is really on the verge of death......

I actually want to go to the Vatican------ the seat of the Holy See.

"Oh......"

Wang Zhe saw that the guy was already lying there on his side.

He himself has no interest in provoking this guy for the time being.

He figured it out, he was going to sneak away in the middle of the night.

This guy is a pit!

And it's a huge pit!

"The giant king, this big Hanhan!

"The key is still a Han Han who is going to die!

"Yes, a certain Chen Mu really can't figure it out! What does that blood clan Han want to do?"

"Perhaps...... This bloodline has its own destiny!"

"Just like Antonio's old friend's lifelong wish is to master more knowledge, break through today's combat power, and use this fulcrum to leverage the whole world......"

"It's boring......"

Wang Zhe listened to a few little beans in the pile of hair, and they were also discussing the matter of that blood clan's big man.

He has already thought about it, and he still wants to clear the customs with one coin.

Leave here in the middle of the night.

Perhaps the afternoon battle was too intense.

Unconsciously, Wang Zhe gradually fell asleep with his arm on his pillow.

On the other side of the campfire, Wallon Asama, a member of the Bloodline, also snored softly......

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In his sleep, Wang Zhe saw the mysterious blood man who appeared on the battlefield again.

Don't know why?

This time he felt that the man's face was clearer......

I don't know if it's an illusion.

At this moment, Wang Zhe felt that the man's face coincided with the face of the Hanhan of the Walloon Asamai bloodline, but the temperaments of the two were diametrically opposed.

Wang Zhe wanted to get closer to the man and see his appearance clearly, but he had just taken a step......

The burning sensation of fire swept through his body, and a sharp pain from his soul caused a low roar to come out of his throat.

Just by getting close to the man, the blazing flames had already made his skin begin to turn red, and along with his eyes, this sharp pain and burning sensation from the soul made Wang Zhe couldn't help but retreat.

It's just that he found that he only took a step forward, and the picture in his vision changed again, and the man's face became clearer, as if he was about to be able to see the man's face, and the surroundings had turned bright red at this time.

The man stood on a high platform, seemingly with endless brilliance, and hundreds of paladins standing silently, wearing bauhinia patterned chain mail.

No rebuke, no roar.

In this extremely solemn environment, Wang Zhe can clearly touch this terrible torment, but, in the same way, the introverted and unbridled coexistence mentality of the owner of this body is what makes Wang Zhe feel more touched.

Just when Wang Zhe thought that the man in front of him was about to be in a different place......

The group of paladins around them is a different scene from the previous game icon screen.

Hundreds of knights around him knelt down on one knee and whispered respectfully, it was not any language that Wang Zhe knew, and the Arab man with his back to Wang Zhe seemed to feel Wang Zhe's gaze at this time and was about to turn around.

But the moment he turned around, his clothes had turned to ashes.

Why is it completely different from the scene on the game icon?

The man's footsteps did not stop, and the skin on his body began to slowly melt, and when his face was about to turn, the bones of his face instantly vaporized, and the flesh and blood evaporated.

Except for one eyeball, the man left nothing behind, and everything was turned into ashes and dissipated.

Those kneeling paladins had already sung unknown chants, tragic and melodious......

As if a performance had finally come to an end at this time, Wang Zhe's thoughts began to throb constantly, as if he was in the depths of the sea, he tried his best to surface and poke out of the water, desperately swimming with doubts.

"When I wake up, I'll have to ask the bearded man!

Finally, a breath of fresh air poured into his nasal passages.

"Huhu...... Whew......"

Wang Zhe woke up, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his breathing seemed very heavy.

"Who the hell is that Wallon Hanhan, and why is the scene in the game icon completely different from the picture in the dream?"

Seeing that there are still a few stars in the sky at this time, there is no light pollution in the city in this desert, those stars are extraordinarily bright, and there are even sand lizards crawling on the sand in the distance waiting for prey, and there are occasionally a few bushes on the desert.

The bearded man was still sleeping soundly at this time, his limbs were spread apart, wide open and closed, and his sleeping appearance was extremely rough, but it complemented his dignity perfectly......