"Got you down. du8du8 I read the novel, read the Internet," the woman said with a smile. "I'm sorry."

"Who are you?" The pastor asked in French.

"Mr. Pastor, I know you are multilingual. If you don't mind, we can converse in English - I'm a military advisor. The woman said.

Standing in front of this world-famous 'violent killer', she didn't look nervous at all. On the contrary, it is casual and natural, and talks eloquently.

This made the pastor feel very uncomfortable.

You know, everyone has their own unique temperament. This temperament, if further developed, can also turn into momentum.

A strong person has an innate advantage in front of a weak person. Gao Fushuai has an innate advantage in the face of shortness and poverty, and the mayor has a huge psychological advantage in front of the village head-

She is not afraid of herself, which proves that she thinks she has an advantage in front of herself.

Still, the pastor was surprised by her name.

"Queen?" The priest asked, surprised.

He admired the Empress's name for a long time, and knew that she was the only woman who could escape from the Emperor's hands. And she is very famous in her own right, and she is the 'first sister' in their circle. And the emperor is a brother, so everyone gave her the nickname of the queen, one is to praise her strength, and the other is to make up for her and the emperor.

"I said, I'm a military advisor." The military advisor obviously did not like the title of queen. What is the emperor or the queen, she is just an ordinary woman.

Her answer made the pastor even more sure of her identity.

"Sure enough, it's you." The priest smiled gently. "We got the information that you were on a mission in Arabia, and I didn't expect you to come back as well - that pilot was you?"

"Not bad." The military advisor smiled and nodded.

She was the one who flew the dragon king to Feather Peak, and as a top agent, flying a plane was as simple as making an egg fried rice.

The parachute she was carrying was hit by a bullet, and the parachute quickly fell downwards and deviated from its intended landing trajectory.

She controlled the broken parachute to tilt forward a little, so as to avoid falling into the abyss. du8du8 I read △ novel reading "read it"

She landed on the edge of the cliff of Feather Peak, unhooked her parachute and climbed to the top. happened to see the magician kill Li Chengcheng with a flying knife, so she picked up a small stone and threw it out-

Between helping the Dragon King and dealing with the killer below, she chose to deal with the killer with the cold gun first.

She thinks that the Dragon King plus Fu Fengxue is enough to fight the emperor. Besides, there is also the great leader of Jesus and others guarding the array.

Moreover, if the killer below is not solved, there will be endless troubles. What if they kill the Emperor and the killers below use heavy weapons to smash the entire mountain?

The peak is isolated, unmanaged and difficult for visitors to reach – and of course, if they really want to blow it up, how could they possibly think about it?

At that time, none of them were able to escape from Feather Peak.

So, she came down the mountain to the priest. Only by eliminating this hidden killer can they be safe.

As long as the emperor's great monster is killed, their group of Ultramans will be able to achieve the ultimate victory.

"It's a pity. It's a shame. The pastor said. The first regret was because he didn't kill the pilot. He thought he should be able to kill one. The reality is always so cruel. The second regret is that if he kills the pilot, and the pilot happens to be the empress - then wouldn't the emperor be his own?

Why is she called a queen? I should be the queen.

"Mr. Pastor, I also feel sorry." The military advisor said.

"What do you regret?" The pastor asked.

"I regret I can't talk to you much because I'm in a hurry—" As the military advisor spoke, his body sprang up and reached out to grab the priest's throat.

Lock the dragon's neck!

A lock on the dragon's neck, trapping the dragon in the cage.

The pastor had already taken precautions, how could he let her hit with one blow?

As soon as his toes stepped back, his body jumped back and fell high, as if he were shooting a basketball.

The figure of the military advisor also flew up, following closely behind, still holding the gesture of locking the dragon's neck, but her knees were already high up, ready to deal a fatal blow to her abdomen.

"Queen, I don't believe you're really that strong." The priest said with a sneer. Avoiding the sudden killing move of the military advisor gave him a lot of confidence, and he felt that the deified queen was nothing more than that.

The military advisor didn't speak, and his body, which had been in a state of rapid follow-up, suddenly accelerated again.

In an instant, the pastor was approaching.

She grabbed his clothes as his knees pressed against his stomach. Because the Strategist was moving so fast, you could hardly be sure if he had locked the priest's collar or put his knee on the priest's stomach first.

The priest's lower body was blown out and then fell back according to the physical habit of "xìng".

Bang –

The military advisor kicked out again, and the lower half of the priest's body was pushed out again. It's like a giant pendulum.

Bang –

At the time of the third blow, the priest finally reacted, and a fierce hand knife slashed at the shoulder of the military advisor, and the military advisor dodged, and the priest's body escaped and recovered zìyóu.

Smack-

The priest staggered to the ground and took a few steps back to gain his footing.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he looked miserable.

"Now you know, right?" The military advisor smiled softly. "I'm just that strong." ——

"It's the final blow." The Emperor thought.

Kill the Dragon King, and this battle is all over.

Joy. Fervor. There is also a faint melancholy -

Every time he kills a master he values, he will have this melancholy feeling.

There are fewer and fewer opponents, and the heights are getting colder. Life is as lonely as snow.

However, that didn't change the fact that he was going to kill the Dragon King.

He wouldn't let the same person stop him twice. No one.

Boom –

The fist boomed, and the air around it made a twisting sound.

His fist pierced through the space and through the airflow, and finally—

A black "sè" figure appeared in front of him.

"Then let's die together." The Emperor thought. His purpose is to push the dragon king out of the cliff, and it doesn't matter if he pushes one more person or less person.

For him, the number of killings does not matter. Quality matters.

Whoosh –

Failed.

His must-kill punch missed.

"How is this possible?"

He opened his eyes and watched it all in disbelief.

Did they jump off a cliff on their own?

Of course, he knew it was impossible.

Then, he saw the dragon king not far away.

The Dragon King was intact, and Qin Luo hugged his body tightly. The face was pale, and the face was nervous.

"How did you do that?" The emperor looked at Qin Luo in shock.

All along, Qin Luo has been the horn "sè" that he has neglected.

Although the condition of the cooperation between the Ao Mo Lab and him was to kill Qin Luo, in his eyes, Qin Luo was just an incidental person who could be killed, and his real opponents were Fu Fengxue and Long Qianzhang.

However, is it such an inconspicuous person who actually escaped his fist with the dragon king?

Or did he come to his death at the critical moment, and the Dragon King held him to fight back?

However, judging from his current posture - it was obviously him looking at the Dragon King, right?

Qin Luo didn't answer.

Even, he didn't hear the emperor's question clearly.

Now, his mind goes blank. It was still in the chaos that rushed in at that moment.

At that time, he came in with the intention of becoming cannon fodder, no matter what, he couldn't let the emperor kill the dragon king.

He thought that he could just block his punch or pull the dragon king to safety.

However, the emperor's speed was too fast.

When he rushed over, the Emperor's fist had already smashed over. The fist wind blew his face distorted and deformed.

At that time, he didn't know what he was supposed to do or what he could do.

However, now he stood here safely, and the dragon king was rescued by him.

It's just so weird. Even he didn't figure out what was going on.

Could it be that the body reacts on its own?

Or is it that even the emperor can defend the first defense in the world?

"Not bad. That's him. The Dragon King laughed wildly. Emperor. Wake up, right? Your opponent is Qin Luo. ”