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On the lifeless desert of the Plains of Despair, with a bitter wailing cold wind, bursts of yellow dust blew on it, covering the sky, and the eyes were all dark yellow. Professionally provide electronic downloads

In this boundless dead land, in the looming yellow dust, a small group of figures, wearing cloaks and caps, left footprints on the ground step by step in the face of the wind and sand.

"Meow, help, who's going to save me......"

Not far behind the team, a faint cry for help came from the mournful cold wind, and dozens of meters away, a black shadow accompanied by the crisp sound of jingling bells jumped quickly.

Less than two meters behind the black shadow, more than a dozen tall figures, wearing armor and holding long swords, were slashing the sharp sword in their hands from behind her ** by a fraction, as if they could stage a chrysanthemum song at any time.

These tall figures are the most common knights of doom on the Plains of Despair.

“……”

"Triple Fire Storm!!"

A pillar of fire rose to the sky, swept the more than a dozen doom knights into it, the hard armor turned into molten iron in the flames, and in the flames that soared into the sky, their tall figures gradually shrank until they disappeared, and when the pillar of fire disappeared, there were only six gold coins left on the ground, a tattered chain mail.

"What a waste."

The dwarf Turadin didn't look at the object that had exploded on the ground when he saw the man who shot it. I couldn't help but shake my head. The fart walked over to him. Pick up gold coins and broken chain mail. A flower bloomed on his face.

Six gold coins. It was enough for him to buy a large vat of cheap ale at the Bloody Mary Bar. And the shattered ground chain mail. Take it back and fix it. It can sell at least 100 gold coins.

Don't forget what the old line of dwarves is. They are the best metro craftsmen on the entire continent.

"Who said I don't want it. Thank you for helping me pick it up. Bring! I rolled my eyes. Who are we? Rogge's third slam the door!

"You bad boy......"

Tualatin was furious. It turned out that this kid had just pretended not to care. I want to pick it up. Sure enough, there is no most shameless. Only more shameless.

"We are now considered a temporary team, according to the principle of distribution, divided equally."

Tualadin cheekily said that in the face of shameless people, he can only make himself more shameless.

Damn, this guy is really ruthless, if he puts it in Rogge, maybe he can compete with me for the top three! I gritted my teeth and rolled my eyes.

"That's good, the team is four people, divided into four parts, this time it was all my shot, so I should take the lion's head, the chain mail belongs to me, and the rest is divided equally......"

Tualatin immediately rolled his eyes.

"Six gold coins, divided into four parts, Lao Tu, we are men, we should give a little more, let the two ladies each have two gold coins, and we will each have one."

Tualadin was already foaming at the mouth.

Handing the two gold coins to Linya, she smiled mischievously, pushed my hand back, and said with a shy expression on her face, I and Brother Wu, what else do you share?

As for Finney, I will help her decide and keep it on her behalf, so as not to be deceived by a little white face and cheat money.

When Tualadin held the lonely gold coin in his hand, he saw that the other party was smiling and put away the five gold coins and chain mail, and his eyes fell on himself, clearly like a thug who raised his nose and said to the doorman: That gold coin should be regarded as the hard work you ran to pick up, don't look for it.

The dignified dwarf prince, a generation of sluts who pit countless people in the demon fortress, was used as an errand instead of picking up cheap, and Turadin spurted out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, and fainted to the ground.

"Meow, cousin, thank you meow"

Finney winced and looked at me with a timid look.

God, what the hell is going on? I looked at her and covered my face helplessly.

There is no doubt that Tualadin did not lie to me, the monsters on this road are indeed rare, and it is rare to encounter a small group of monsters after walking for half a day, if the road that has been carved out in the plain of despair is the edge of the plain of despair, then the one we are walking on is the edge of the edge, which can be called a safe zone.

Although the environment is a little harsh.

But what's going on with this pseudo-girl? Why is it that the monster that we rarely see in half a day, she is only tailgating us less than a hundred meters behind, but she has to be molested by hordes of monsters almost every hour?

This kind of power is already stronger than the full-screen taunt of the dead dog, right? It's already a group provocation in the style of a map cannon, right?

Although we know that she is tragic, we have experienced it together before she is transgender, and she didn't have this attribute at that time, right? Is it difficult that after the transgender, the aura of the tragic emperor has also been corrected?

What a tragic guy.

"Forget it, just stay in the middle of the group."

I covered my forehead with a headache, I knew that this would happen, I should have put her into a box and packed her back to Kurast, now, I can only hope that a few of us normal people can weaken her tragic emperor aura a little.

After that, we walked for another two or three days, and although we still encountered a small group of monsters from time to time, it was only a seasoning for us on the way.

As soon as he encountered the monster, Tualdin, the old boy, immediately spit two mouthfuls of spit in the palm of his hand in disgust, wiped it a few times, and then took out a big hammer.

Big, really big, if anyone can't imagine it, I can tell you sù, the cylindrical hammer body is bigger than Tulatin, and seeing him holding the handle of the hammer and lifting such a large hammer, I really doubt that there will be a lever principle, and the hammer sinks, and he will fly out of the way.

"Boy, you stay and protect your precious wife, I will open your eyes."

Leaving a bold statement that made Linya ashamed and happy, the old man babbled and rushed forward with a hammer bigger than himself, which looked extremely funny.

However, Tualdin's combat power is not a joke, just look at the big hammer, such a large hammer body, flashing cold, just looking at it, I have a chill, guessing in my heart