Chapter 135: I Am a Vase

"The character I set up is a vase, and I can't live up to the audience's expectations, you know?" Qingge gently patted Hexiu's head and laughed in Hexiu's ear in a low voice.

In the mercenary's opinion, Qingge is obviously a little unstable, that's normal, although the demon leopard is strong, but after all, there is no saddle, and his hair is black and shiny, and it is a miracle that Qingge has not fallen down until now.

"Meow!" You're ruthless!

Qingge lay on Hehe's body, laughed secretly, Hehe's helpless, made a feint, shook a stunned skeleton, accelerated instantly, ran out of the two skeletons, and circled around the outside of the training ground, Obviously, the speed of the magic leopard is not comparable to the skeleton at all, and Hey Xiu is a wind-based monster, with the blessing of the wind element, once it starts, the two skeletons will be thrown away in an instant, and Eleven Road will never be the opponent of off-road motorcycles.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's interesting, it's such a smart Warcraft, I like it, I really want to make it a collectible."

The black mist writhed, and the two skeleton beasts with horns on their heads rushed out, although the speed was not as fast as hehe, but in the limited field, the limit was more than poking, and the two tall and strong zombies, also dragging heavy chains, faintly began to shrink the encirclement.

The skeleton beast is completely dry bones, and what kind of breed really doesn't come out at once, but the speed is really not slow, as soon as the two of them come out, Hehe, who is at ease, was immediately constrained.

"Hold on, I'll save you!" Sophie's short hair was messy at the moment, and her movements began to open and close, but the knight's sword was only able to leave shallow cuts on the pig's body at the moment when it was withdrawn, and it was almost in vain to split, slash, stab, and pick.

Pig Qian finally regained his confidence, he was very sure that as long as Sophie was not allowed to get close, and did not let her use that unbelievable strange body technique, melee combat, eh...... In hand-to-hand weapon combat, he is still invincible.

The fighting spirit is high, and the countless minor cuts on the body, Zhu Qian obviously doesn't care, but behind the high fighting spirit, Zhu Qian doesn't know why he always feels a strange sense of weakness, and as time continues, this feeling becomes more and more obvious. Well, it must be a psychological shadow, a psychological shadow! The pig kept comforting himself.

Seeing that Hehe, carrying the crumbling Qingge, was gradually confined to a corner by the gradually shrinking encirclement, Jesse walked out of the black fog proudly: "It seems that the show ends here, but unfortunately, I still have a lot of treasures that have not been released." ”

"Don't get complacent, you'll regret what you did!" Sophie had been forced backwards by the pigs, and her back was completely exposed to Jesse's spells.

"Regrets?" Looking at the middle finger erected on the shield, I don't know why, a wave of ignorance and anger suddenly surged from the bottom of Jesse's heart, it was such a simple pattern, and suddenly there was a feeling of being strongly despised: "This sentence, leave it until you kneel at my feet." ”

"Jesse, you still want to be shameless!" The hot-tempered mercenary immediately scolded.

"Don't forget, the Adventurers' Guild still has a monitoring function." There is also a smart person, reminding Jesse not to go too far, and sleekly maintaining Sophie.

Jesse sneered and looked at the crowd around him, angry, yelling, a bunch of weakling!

Listening to a rapid chant, Jesse suddenly shook out the bone staff in his long sleeve and pointed at Sophie.

"Whew." Delay the curse.

Sophie's movements suddenly became slow, and she was forced to retreat by the pigs, and she was about to be completely exposed to Jesse's scope, but she was helpless. On Qingge's side, he has been trapped by the commander's troops, and he keeps roaring, but he can only spin in place, obviously Jesse doesn't want to directly hurt this vase, but just uses Qingge to divert Sophie's attention.

"Sophie, agree to my conditions, I will let you two go, I only need the exclusive right to purchase, and the station is still yours." Jesse smiled cruelly.

"Don't think about it." Boom, the sword was almost shaken out of her hand, and Sophie staggered back.

Jesse let out another moan, and a black light shot out from the bone staff, hitting Sophie in the back.

"Whew." Curse of Weakness.

Boom, Sophie was no longer able to block, and even the sword was knocked away by the pig's stick, and fell heavily in front of Jesse, as if calculated, just at the distance where his head was lying on Jesse one step away.

Oh also! Pig makes a fist with his arms bent, as if he had made a home run.

"In the rules, as long as you don't maliciously seriously injure your opponent, it's all within the allowable range." Jesse slowly squatted down, looked down at Sophie, whose hair was messy and her chest was constantly rising and falling violently, and smiled evilly: "In other words, if I do something now, everyone will have no opinion, right?" ”

"Jesse, don't go too far!" The mercenaries finally couldn't help it, even if they were afraid of the necromancy, they still took a step forward in unison.

"You guys, I remember." Jesse didn't look back, just said something eerie, and looked at Sophie again.

And Sophie, as if she didn't even have the strength to hold a sword, lay on the ground, gasping for breath, as if she wanted to take the opportunity to catch her breath.

"Who dares to come here!" The pig slammed the mace on the ground, and suddenly the stone bricks flew away, although the mercenaries gritted their teeth with hatred, but in the end, they still did not continue to move forward, but just glared at Jesse angrily.

"Sophie, this time, my conditions, I have to add you, oh, and Qingge, you are all mine." Jesse's word by word is full of meaning.

"Who dares to touch my woman!" Ken, Charlie, Simba, and Meron shouted angrily at the same time, glanced at each other, but stopped in unison, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"You, too, are mine." The corners of Jesse's mouth raised, and he glanced greedily at the four of them, and the four of them shivered for a while, and hid back into the crowd at a faster speed.

"What more do you want?" Sophie reached out and brushed Liuhai, revealing her clear eyes, looking up at Jesse.

"All that is here is yours, your people, your heart, mine." Jesse's expression became gentle, but those eyes were greedier than hungry beasts.

"Whew." Bewitch.

"I'm sorry, but from now on, what's yours is mine." Sophie sighed as if appointed.

"That's fine, as long as you're sincere with me, what's the difference?" Jesse felt a wave of ecstasy in his heart.

Syllable! The knight's sword suddenly bounced off the ground and slammed into Jesse's face, and Sophie sat up like a person who was fine, and said with a smile: "Who is your language teacher?" If you say it, I promise not to beat him to death. ”

"You, you, how is that possible?! My curse ......" Jesse sat on the ground with his face covered, as if he had seen the undead.

"Cursed? What is that, haven't heard of. Bang, Jesse's other face was drawn again, Jesse's eyes rolled and he fainted to the ground, and the necromantic troops in the distance made a noise and collapsed into a lump.