"You're bad!" Zonia was kicked by the cold wind and kicked away.

Slammed into the wall, and fell hard.

Leng Feng couldn't help but smile when he looked at her embarrassed appearance, and then stretched out his hands to catch her.

Zonia threw herself into his arms.

Not only was she not angry, but she looked at him with a smile on her face. A pair of eyes seemed to burn in the eye to each other.

The body also straightened up to the cold wind.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

But with second-level spiritual power, under the protection of spiritual power, she didn't hurt her duty at all. It's just a bit embarrassing.

Zonia stretched out her little face that had grabbed the wolf blade and killed countless creatures, her little hand like a young girl in love, caressing the handsome face of the cold wind.

A long-lost feeling made the two hug each other at once.

The whole world gradually faded in the scorching blue light, and the blue light on the two spiritual fighters disappeared, and the whole world became dark.

Next, hand-to-hand combat in the dark.

Two people tear each other apart in the depths of their souls.

The two were in complete competition for physical strength and reflexes, and Zonia's ingenious killing and fighting skills were useless.

Many times, Zonia and Cold Wind are wrestling nakedly.

And like two souls tearing and killing on the spotless snow.

Less than a minute into the chaotic battle, both of them were already wheezing and sweating profusely.

However, Zonia began to have a bad premonition in her heart, although it was in extreme darkness, she deliberately blocked Leng Feng's eyes, and even hit his head directly in the face, but Leng Feng still seemed to be able to fully see her every movement, and every time she countered just right.

Although Zonia has strengthened her third-order strength and second-order defense, and even has third-order agility, her physical exertion far exceeds that of Cold Wind if she continues to fight like this.

In the previous search, she had used up too much stamina.

A thought suddenly passed through Zonia's heart that made her shudder: "Can his body also see me?" ”

The darkness finally regained its deep blue light after a tear killing.

Two fighters with blue light climbed up from the floor.

"You're crazy this time, next time, next time..."

Leng Feng didn't look at her, but quickly put on his clothes and draped the red blanket over his body. "What's next time, and next time?" Then he walked to the door.

"You? Cold wind, next time I'll make your life worse than death! Zonia buttoned up her bodice and hurried out of the house, jumping out of the bushes.

"Let's go!" The two are a little lonely after passion.

"You?" Zonia glanced at him and saw that the cold wind was waiting for her.

"Boy, you think it has to be mine!"

"I won't be yours!"

"You?" Zonia felt like she had been hit again.

Leng Feng ignored her, turned around, and walked towards the dark jungle.

In the middle of the night, the devil was as hideous as the devil, flooding the entire jungle.

The jungle in the dark night is dangerous, and all kinds of mutated creatures have begun to come out to feed, each with its own ferocity.

"Damn it, whoever stands in my way, kill!"

However, a furious Zonia and her mutated creature in front of the delicate wolf blade found that her luck was bad enough tonight.

Zonia dismembered almost everything she saw along the way, including hundreds of blood-sucking mosquitoes.

And the cold wind opened the way in front of him, and after killing a few fierce beasts, he walked outside the town.

"Locomotives? My hot-blooded god of war! When Zonia saw her locomotive standing on the edge of the dark jungle, under the ancient city walls, she couldn't help but be overjoyed, she almost swept over, stepped onto the car, stepped on the ground with her slender feet, grabbed the handlebars, and looked left and right.

It looked like her lost brother, and her face was full of joy at reunion after a long absence.

"Wind, come and sit!" She patted the back seat.

However, at this time, the cold wind had already directly sat in the jeep beside her, and it had already started.

Zonia's face couldn't help but collapse.

As soon as she twisted the accelerator, the locomotive sped forward, speeding directly off the jungle road.

As soon as the cold wind stepped on the accelerator, the jeep sped out and followed the locomotive.

The camp of the Wolf Blood Mercenary Group at midnight was very peaceful, because all the hunter mercenaries had already fallen asleep.

The guards guarding the entrance to the barracks were already drowsy.

It was the rumble of Zonia's locomotive that shook the guards to their feet, and they opened their eyes violently.

When they saw a woman wearing only a corset appear in front of them, their eyes widened.

One of the guards, perhaps not yet awake, stared at Dronya's chest before slowly approaching.

The result was a fist in front of him, which slowly grew larger.

Then, it filled his sight.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person flew out upside down.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, he hit the big iron gate and fell down again.

This is what happens to offending the Spirit of the Bloody Night!

The other soldiers wanted to laugh, but they swallowed the laughter stiffly, then stood up and gave a military salute.

Then open the door.

A locomotive and a jeep sped in.

What is left behind is billowing dust.

Leng Feng returned to the dormitory and opened the door, thinking that Zoni would be here waiting for him to come back.

But he saw that the room was empty except for a bed.

A booklet was left on the bed, and a piece of paper was pressed underneath the booklet.

Leng Feng picked it up and looked at it, and it only read: "I'm leaving, Leng Feng, you betrayed love, you don't deserve my nostalgia!" ”

"Betrayal of love?" The cold wind was blinded for a while, what was going on?

Look at the booklet again, it says Summoning.

"Summoning?"

Leng Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, Zuo Ni, this girl is so kind, she can't rest assured that she is gone, and she actually left a booklet of what kind of summoning technique. It's a pity that I don't want to be a magician, what do I summon?

He smiled.

Put a booklet in your pocket.

Just take a bath and sleep.

It was only three hours, and the sky was bright quickly, but these three hours were enough for the cold wind to recover his strength.

The next day, the Blood Wolf Corps was assembling.

On a new day, the Blood Wolf Corps received a big sale, a big business.

It is an order placed by the Huaxia Guild, 100,000 yuan of earth coins. The mission is to slaughter the Blue Blood City.

It's a rare big business.

The mercenary hunters of the Wolf Blood Regiment suddenly became excited.

As soon as the day dawned, Wolf City was awakened by the roar of the engine and a simple and powerful command.

Five light personnel carriers lined up in the central square, heavily armed soldiers boarded the vehicles, and two powerful off-road jeeps parked aside, the shooters on which they leaned lazily against their anti-aircraft machine guns and looked at the rookies with disdain.

Next to the machine gun shooters, each stood a veteran, and they were leaning on the RPG bazooka in their arms.

Zonia, dressed in a straight military uniform, could not see a smile on her face, and looked coldly at the soldiers boarding the car.

When the last soldier got into the personnel carrier, she looked up at her watch, thirty seconds faster than she had planned.

Only then did Zonia walk to her off-road command car, this time driving herself.

The four wheels of the command vehicle rotated at the same time, and in the harsh tire friction sound, the command vehicle rushed out, overtook the military vehicle all the way, and soon rushed to the front of the convoy.

As soon as it arrived in front of the convoy, the command vehicle roared even more, and the speed increased again, speeding away.

There were five or six elite fighters on board the command vehicle, and these second- and third-order capable warriors sat very steadily, with no signs of being thrown out at all, and even their bodies rarely shook.

Leng Feng leaned against the carriage, wrapped in a red carpet, holding an old-time sniper rifle, and was sleeping deeply with his eyes closed.