The killing continues, whether it is the Nuluo tribe or the happy and worry-free, the two sides are destined to reach this level and need one person to admit their mistakes and quit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It's a pity that the reality is often so helpless, and it is impossible for the general of the Nuro tribe to retreat, because of the face he slowly breeds, the Nuro tribe is powerful, very strong and powerful. It is impossible for Le Wuwu to stop, not to mention whether the Nuro clan will let him go, even the threat of other races who are watching from a distance also makes Le Wuwu have to continue.

The competition between the two sides is endurance and will, to see who retreats first.

The creatures of the Ninth City only glanced at it, and knew that Le Wuwu was not in any danger to his life, so he did not gather the members of the Brotherhood. It seems that all strong people can derive the strength and character of that creature from the first glance.

Like a white butterfly, struggling to flutter in the black mud. His wings gradually covered with a thick layer of silt, and he could barely fly. Even though the nocturnal breathing method allowed him to fight without stopping, the exhaustion of his mind and the sleepiness of his body made him slow to move. Killing 10,000 pigs, there will always be a time to kill and vomit, just like Chaplin's movie, in modern times, if you keep doing a boring thing, you will drive yourself crazy.

Le Wuwu barely raised his arm, and he raised the hoe he snatched from the hands of the Nuro tribe, and slammed it on the top of the Nuro tribe in front of him. The black blood covered the joy with a dirty "battle armor". In the midst of the hemorrhage, any of the Nuro tribes he attacked turned into a white light and disappeared into invisibility after a few seconds. After that, the next dwarf Nuro quickly took over the vacancy, and they attacked Le Wuwu feverishly and frantically, even if their own damage was 0 points, and it was impossible to even break the house.

Le Wuwu killed for an hour, and he was really hungry until he was killed. Just as he slashed down the enemy in front of him, just as he turned his head to dodge a Nuro hoe, his stomach screamed twice, and the whole battlefield could hear this deafening sound. The fanatical Nuro suddenly stopped their attack, stopped their pace, and they also covered their stomachs with their hands, so hungry, so hungry! Before, their minds were filled with the thought of killing Le Wuwu, and they had never felt hunger, but now they suddenly stopped, hunger and exhaustion enveloping them. They were born with a poor constitution, and once they lost this strength, they fell to the ground weakly, knelt on the ground, and prayed to the sky for food: "Great, wise general! Great, bright general! Give your lowliest servant, the Nuro, a little food! Let's fill our stomachs! Your humble servants, the Nuro, will do everything for you! "Their fanaticism has turned to something else: they don't want to go hungry, they're hungry and afraid.

At this time, seeing his people kneeling on the ground as if they were not under his control, praying for heavenly food, the general finally panicked and finally realized his mistake. "It's not too late! It's not too late! The general struggled to prop himself up on the plank, and he said impassionedly: "The Nuro tribe has once again reached the point of life and death, this time, we have no food, and we are hungry, but you must firmly believe that this is a test given to us by heaven. I, General, the leader of the Nuro tribe, take you to a dream land where you will never go hungry in search of food. Nuro, Wan Sheng! Nuro, Wan Sheng! ”

The Nuro tribe, who were kneeling on the ground and praying, stood up one after another, raised their weapons in their hands, and shouted: "Nuro, Wan Sheng!" Nuro, Wan Sheng! ”

"Who! What a noise! Don't know we're sleeping? Several women came out of the room opposite from the happy and carefree house, the beautiful women of the Phoenix clan, rubbing their sleepy eyes, and their mouths kept scolding.

Their charm is so great that even the heavens are jealous. Crazy, all the Nuro are crazy, including the general. "They're all from our Nuro, take them! Catch them! "The general lay on the plank and drooled on a plank. The entire reception was dripping with black saliva and exuding a disgusting taste, forcibly forcing the onlookers back for a thousand meters. "Block the door behind them! Don't let them in! "No matter how much he looks like a pig brother, the general does not forget the basic rules of this world - don't insult others, he only clearly shouted his true purpose once, and at the same time came up with a good way.

The dwarfs of the Nuro tribe quickly pushed them to the center of the Nuro tribe, and they were only mortals, nothing more than mortals with extremely beautiful faces. In the process of pushing and shoving, nearly a thousand Nuro who intended to do bad things died, died permanently. The death of his companion has suppressed the surrounding clansmen, who have ignored the joy and worry.

Before those phoenix girls could resist, the general's words came: "Thank God for giving us such delicious food, and thank God for giving us the return of the Nuluo clan!" Music, dance, sacrifice, enjoy! As the general's words fell, the entire race of the Nuro tribe began to roar, dance, slit their wrists, put them in their mouths, sucked a mouthful of their own blood, and spat out towards the phoenixes.

The women couldn't do anything, and before they could shout out their master's name, black blood spilled on their peerless faces. When the word "enjoy" fell, the Nuro pounced on each woman, and this time they couldn't open the blood type arena. For the Nuro people use them as food, and it is insulting to die.

And because the bones of the Nuro tribe are generally weak, and the bones of the phoenix, the skin must be extremely tough. It can be imagined that the hungry and crazy Nuluo tribe must be biting the skin of the women, like the most primitive beasts, but after biting for five minutes, Le Wuwu can see that the skin of the women in the center has changed from white to black through the black villains beside him, and they still have no blood flowing out. They couldn't speak, because their lips were also edible.

Le Wuwu watched this scene, he had a sense of revenge, dog eat dog, it is best for both sides to die. He didn't know how much the Phoenix Clan's heritage was, anyway, after this incident, their Dao hearts would definitely be unstable. He believed that if the women could not get out of this torment, they would be ruined. Le Wuwu stood at the door of his house, cheered up, and watched this dog-eat-dog show. The creatures of heaven also stopped, and gathered together in twos and threes to discuss the whole story.

"What's going on with them? Don't you open a blood type arena? I didn't expect them to have such a heavy taste? Wow! Wow! Wow! Cut! That black dwarf is dead! ”

"Those black dwarfs are called Nuro, and when they are hungry, they eat raw food, and the women hit the muzzle of the gun. So that's not an insult! ”

"Of course! If killing is an insult, what male creature will survive! ”

"You can think of it this way, you eat a hen and pierce it through the ass, to the hen you must be insulting her, but to the predator, what a matter! You say, "Oh yes!" ”

"Yes! In the eyes of the Nuluo tribe, aren't these women like a few hens that are particularly plump and have particularly delicious meat? Ha ha! ”

There are also heavenly beings who recognize the identities of these women, and of course there are also their protectors, suitors, and admirers. They snorted coldly, and called a large number of people and servants who were in the third life, and descended into this clearing to surround the Nuro tribe. There were nearly 90,000 of the Nuro left, and 10,000 of the birdmen and snakemen who fell around them. To them, a mere rabble of 90,000 is nothing. They want to crush the scum and scatter the ashes, and clean up the surrounding melon-eating people by the way, so that they can know who is the master of the city. They are born strong and proud by nature.

Le Wuwu took out a stool from the room, took out a box of snacks, and watched the upcoming show for a long time.

"Aren't you killing yourself?" The handsome man in the sky glared at the women who were surrounded by the Nuro tribe, and said in an extremely suppressed and cold tone.

"We! We don't want to waste this big opportunity! The women who were surrounded broke free from the Nuro tribe that was crushing them, and shouted loudly towards the sky, crying. Born to be the darlings of the world, they have never been tortured like this, but they don't want to give up this opportunity. Once they commit suicide, they will say goodbye to giving.

"You are insulting the arrogant Phoenix Clan, I, the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, made a promise with the patriarch's token, Feng Qi Dance, Feng Qi Qi, Feng Qi Qian was expelled from the Phoenix Clan." The handsome man in the sky took out a shoddy wood and said coldly. He is ruthless, he is the patriarch, and he has to be ruthless. If what happened to these clan girls happened in their world, then the creatures they saw around them would be hunted down forever, but now, it would be hehe! No one knows which world the others are from, and besides, many, many creatures in the Ninth City are looking at them greedily, Phoenix! A group of phoenixes! What a delicious ingredient, what a beautiful ingredient! What a powerful magic weapon! Who made them children of heaven? As for the other creatures, can you get something from an ordinary monkey?

"No!" The women screamed in reluctance, and they stretched out their blackened arms in an attempt to grasp the words that the patriarch had already spoken. The Nuro tribe on the periphery quickly pounced on the exposed arm, opened their big filthy mouths, and bit down, not moving, they opened their mouths again and again, and bit over and over again, allowing their saliva to flow down their slender arms to the ground.

For the struggle, there is no difference between the noble phoenix and the humble Nuluo tribe, one is a big ant, the other is a small ant, is there a difference?