If there were no previous things, he would have been fooled by him, but Emily's new injury was still there, but he couldn't fake it, he couldn't open his eyes and say nonsense, and insisted that the new injury was made by Emily herself, and the key was that someone had to believe what he said.

I looked at him with the eyes of a fool, and I have to say that this country is not only strong, but also has a strong desire to survive, in order to survive, he did not hesitate to throw all the black cauldrons on the head of Norris, who became meat sauce, if this Norris did not die, he would not have to crush his steel teeth with hatred, his angry eyes were out of his eyes, and he turned around and fought with him!

Remy, who was riding on my neck, had already been amused by his righteous words, and she was so happy that if she couldn't fly, she would definitely not be able to escape the fate of falling headlong and falling out with a big bag.

Remy's wild laughter was rude, especially for the elven male warrior who was talking in front of him, it was simply an insult, an insult to his personality.

But what about the insult?

She is a goblin and she can fly, and in the entire Moonlight City, there are only two goblins who can fly, except for the little Lori in front of her, who is smiling forward and backwards, is the one who sits high in the palace and is the only one.

Don't look at the speed in front of her, as long as she catches it, she can be crushed to death with a finger, but she is the only blood relative of the big guy who is the only one, she is tender to death, and she doesn't want to live, and she can't even run away with her family, maybe the whole family will be uprooted overnight.

The power of the country is very strong, but in front of that person, the power of the country is a fart!

God knows how much national power that one of his subordinates has, and if a single individual wants to fight against the entire race, it is tantamount to a mantis arm blocking the car, and if there is not even a chance to resist, he will be crushed to pieces.

In the face of Remy's unbridled laughter, except for the elven male warrior who spoke, all the other national forces lowered their heads, not because they were ashamed, but because they didn't dare to raise their heads, they were afraid that if they continued to look at Remy's unbridled smile, they would go crazy, be angry, lose their minds, and finally kill this disrespectful little Lori.

It's nothing to die of a little Lori, but if it affects the family, the gains outweigh the losses.

The elven male warrior was righteous for a long time, and at the end, he swore and said: "I swear by my name Mark Horton, all the above remarks are sincere, but there is half a lie, so I can't die well!" ”

Taylor smiled and said, "Mark Horton." ”

"Huh?" Mark Horton looked dazed and replied casually: "What's the matter?" ”

"Repent."

As he spoke, the golden warhammer appeared without warning, smashing down, shattering the majestic fading power, destroying the fragile flesh, and sending Mark Horton and his god-of-creation back to the god of creation.

This time it was too sudden, and several national forces raised their heads blankly, and followed the prestige, and saw that the position where Mark Horton was originally standing had lost a tall and majestic figure, and only a puddle of unknown paste remained.

In an instant, the two national forces were killed, which was an indescribable shock to the national forces that had always been high above and regarded the people as ants.

They who claim to stand at the apex of all adventurers, they will be pinched to death like flies, and the national power has to start wondering, is their identity really synonymous with the strongest?

The fact that this synonym is largely exaggerated, which is why today's tragedy happened.

But even if it is exaggerated, the strength of the national power is obvious to all, except for this white-bearded old man, everyone else, one counts as one, even if they are together, they may not be able to defeat a national power, and the final result will be a disastrous victory no matter which side wins.

So the question is, the powerful national power will be killed as easily as crushing a bedbug, who is this old man in front of him? Why is he so powerful? And which organization does he belong to?

Just when several national forces were puzzled, a string of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

The footsteps were not light or heavy, not hurried or slow, quite calm, I turned my head, just saw clearly, my heart beat couldn't help but speed up, and the male hormones also increased by several percentage points in an instant.

In front of him was a woman, and unlike the fair-skinned Sothia, this woman's skin was slightly darker.

Slightly darker, it does not mean black, but has a somewhat purplish color.

Her explosive figure, against the backdrop of purple skin, looks particularly sexy.

And not only is she sexy, but she is also sexy in a corseted blue dress, which is open to the low waist, showing off her slender and plump thighs.

I swallowed my spit, and the fire rose.

This is also something that can't be helped, as a qualified little virgin with a normal body, in front of such a sexy and plump beauty, it is not normal to have no physiological reaction.

The woman walked through the crowd, paused slightly as she skimmed in front of me, and the next second, I felt like I was being watched, and reluctantly moved my gaze from the mouth of her slit, all the way through some blushing and heart-pounding parts, and finally stopped on a delicate pretty face, and met a pair of black and white beautiful eyes.

It was only then that I realized that the woman's lips were also blue, the same color as her dress, and oh, and her hair ornament, a blooming flower, was also cyan.

The difference is that her hair color is white, the same as mine.

The woman stared at me for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said, "There are so many young and beautiful fiancées, don't covet me anymore, you'll be jealous." ”

Laugh and turn away.

The arm hurt more than at the moment she turned around, it was Barbara, who was innocent, and she ate the vinegar of this dark-skinned female elf without hesitation.

The dark-skinned female elf came to Taylor, saluted slightly, and said, "Moonlight City's national power Shalan." ”

Taylor let out a 'hmm', looked at Sharan indifferently, and said slowly, "Something?" ”

"I was enjoying the cool next door just now, and I know a little bit about things here, and now the offenders are all ambushed, and I ask you to raise your noble hand and forgive them."

With that, he gave a respectful salute.

Taylor didn't look at the expressions of several national forces, nor did he look at Shalan, but closed his eyes and said lukewarmly: "Give me a reason." ”

"Today's Zefeng Continent is not peaceful, no one dares to guarantee when the war will break out, once the war is launched and the war spreads, Moonlight City will definitely be affected, at that time, one more national strength is one more certainty of victory, please for the future of Moonlight City, for the stability of the elf race, for the development of the goblin race, raise your noble hand, save them from death, Shalan, I am very grateful."

(End of chapter)