The Knights' motorcycles can be called an efficient booster machine for the sand weather in the Kunpeng District.

Especially when the members of the two groups of knights converged, all the dust and rubble that they had left behind each of them became gifts to each other.

Bloody and blood-drinking, obviously very familiar with meeting in such an environment. Disapprovingly, they circled back and forth in the smoke and dust for a few times, and the two began to cough and communicate like tuberculosis ghosts.

Drinking blood was the first to speak: "Cough~ Xueluo, the wolf cubs you brought don't seem to be in good shape, cough~ Did you lose the battle?" ”

Xueluo took a breath and said, "Cough~ You just won the battle, cough~ Your whole family lost the battle." Ahem~"

"Ahem~ You didn't lose the battle," Drinking Blood sarcastically said, "Ahem~ Who are you looking down and grinding to?" ”

Xueluo gave the drink a hygienic eye and said, "Cough~ Don't brag, cough~ You can do it!" ”

Drinking blood grinned and said, "Cough~ If I could, it wouldn't be your business at all, cough~"

……

This kind of conversation made the thin leaves who were lying comfortably on Qingluan's back and passing by comfortably from here got goosebumps.

The heart said, what kind of old prostitute is this, this lung has already leaked air, and he still thinks about who can do and who can't? If the young lady of which family has such a great charm, don't cheap these two tuberculosis ghosts, and keep it for you to cut the uncle.

Thinking so, the thin leaf who cut down sat up from Qingluan's back and looked towards the ground.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, just see that it is like a motorcycle exhibition, all kinds of fine leaves who have seen it, who has not seen it, who can name it, and who can't name it, stopped in the dust into a huge eye pattern.

Could it be that there is also a fairyland in this world, called a motorcycle wonderland? Otherwise, what are these motorbikes parked here for? Eat dust and soil, or do you dislike the machine is too new, and deliberately scratch some alternative patterns here?

The thin leaves were thinking wildly, and the blood Luo and the blood drinker at the bottom also noticed a Qingluan hovering in the air and refusing to move.

"Ahem~ What is this gray and green bird for? Cough~" Xueluo took the lead in changing the topic.

Drinking blood looked up and observed, and replied, "Ahem~ This stupid bird can't be, right?" Ahem~"

"Ahem~ what?! cough~cough~cough~" Xueluo looked very excited, "Cough~ Isn't this a place where birds don't?" Ahem~"

"Ahem~ Then it can't help it if it has to pull it. cough~"Drinking blood has already begun to prepare to avoid bird poop that may fall.

"Ahem~ Silly bird raised by a bitch! cough cough ~ " Xueluo was angry, "cough cough ~ take my weapon, cough cough ~ Let's eat roast birds today!" Ahem~"

Someone handed Xue Luo a cannon-barrel-shaped thing, and Xue Luo resisted it on his shoulder, and immediately fired at Qing Luan's ass.

"Ahem~Eat me a move The evil dragon roars, cough cough~" Blood Luo roared, and the barrel-like weapon called the evil dragon roar immediately spat out a piece of fire snake, and a cannonball-like attack flew diagonally towards Qingluan's position.

Isn't it, there are rocket launchers in this game? Should this be regarded as a product of the cultivation civilization, or a derivative of the magical civilization?

The startled thin leaf who hurriedly ordered Qingluan to dodge, but he didn't think that this rocket launcher was still tracked.

It's really troublesome, can you still let people enjoy the sun after an afternoon? - Who complains in his heart, but he is not slow at all. With both hands under his ribs, he immediately felt out eight flying knives.

The eight flying knives are very delicate, and the blades and blades of the main killers are all in a tight and narrow way. The grip is replaced directly with a ring that threads the thread. The most expensive place is basically only the silk threads worn on the back for decoration.

Such a design, while showing the blacksmith master's forging skills, will inevitably give people a sense of stinginess.

After carefully weighing the number of flying knives in his hand, he wiped his right hand between the ribs again, and returned the four flying knives in his right hand to the standard capsule. Then, with a flick of his left hand, four flying knives cut through the air, like the claws of an invisible beast, and accurately caught them into the cannonball.

Boom~~Boom~Boom~~

The rocket launcher called the Dragon's Roar really sounded like it was roaring, and it exploded some distance away from Qingluan. Whether it is Qingluan, or who cuts the thin leaves on Qingluan's back, it has not been affected at all.

Of course, after the dragon roared, there were still some influences left on the scene that represented its existence. For example, the blood Luo and the blood drinker who seemed to be dying of illness just now are already panting much more happily at this time.

"Drink blood, did you just see what attack broke my shell?" Blood Luo asked.

Drinking Blood thought for a moment and replied, "I look at it, it looks like a flying needle!" ”

"Flying needles?" Xueluo couldn't believe it, "You're not crazy, are you?" Who is there in this heaven? ”

Drinking blood also looked confused, and said, "Is that an attack launched by this gray stupid bird?" ”

Xueluo looked at the blood with the eyes of an idiot, and asked angrily, "Have you ever seen a bird that can recognize the roar of the evil dragon?" ”

Drinking blood was also anxious, and shouted: "You know everything the fuck, you settle it yourself, ask me what to do!" ”

Having said this, Xueluo suddenly collapsed a little, and he said a little sadly: "I know everything, and I can't imagine that the dog god will make people clean up like a dog." ”

"What's wrong with the dog god?" Drinking blood couldn't believe his ears, "Even if the gods of the Dark Council make a move, they can't really beat the dog god into a dog, right?" ”

The sadness in Xueluo's eyes was even more intense, and he said bitterly: "The dog god didn't dare to make a move with that person at all, just watching that person make a move, he took the initiative to prostrate on the ground......"

After the words, Xueluo really couldn't go on. The dog god turned into a dog, which is a great shame for the first number one in the sky since the establishment of their Immortal Knights.

Who cut the thin leaves in the sky, I don't know if these people on the ground are stupid, chatting and chatting inexplicably and shooting at him. As he played, he suddenly entered his own chat mode again and forgot about him.

Could it be that this invisibility cloak has a new function, which can not only be invisible, but also eliminate one's own sense of existence?

No matter, I still have a mission to go back, so I won't play with you neurotics.

Having made up his mind, the thin leaves immediately ordered Qingluan to slip away. Qingluan spread his wings and quickly skimmed sideways towards the east. If you don't look closely, you'll probably think it's a cloud blown across the sky.

The snow and blood that had been left behind, after the sadness, seemed to have forgotten that a blue bird had once lingered overhead, and they went west together. ()

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