Bat!

Xiao Ming's heart tightened, and because he deduced that the bat and himself were all the way, he had already withdrawn his divine sense.

Moreover, Fang Cai has always been attracted by the black old man on the stage, so he did not notice the appearance of the bats in advance.

Is your own inference wrong?

Why do the bats appear at this juncture?

You know, only two of the three things have been done.

With their knowledge of bats, they should be very patient.

Something must have gone wrong!

Xiao Ming frowned and looked at the only entrance to the room.

"Da Da Da!" The footsteps became clearer and clearer, but they never entered the door.

Inside, the Chosen One was already in a mess, scattered into dozens of small groups as if they were facing a great enemy.

The old black man on the stage was also a little panicked, turned on the headset in his ear, and shouted to his backstage, but there was no response.

The footsteps grew louder and clearer, and finally, it turned into a sonic boom!

"Bang bang bang!"

As if bombs had been detonated in his ears, the Chosen One after another in the field were hit hard, spitting blood from their mouths and languishing.

The bats have not yet appeared, and the Chosen One in the field has lost the ability to fight!

Seeing that the son of the Yan family was also a little unsupportable, Xiao Ming's face was solemn, and with a wave of one hand, a cyan hurricane visible to the naked eye roared towards the door of the room.

"Bang!"

The fragile wooden door was torn apart by a raging hurricane and reduced to shreds.

The hurricane continued to whistle out the door.

"Huh."

A voice rang out, and a man-tall cyan hurricane silently dispersed.

Although he didn't do his best to deal with this blow, he was defused so easily, so the other party is at least the strength to build the foundation!

Xiao Ming didn't dare to hold it up, he was engrossed, and the true qi in his body was like a sea roaring, ready to be called at any time.

"Da Da Da!"

The footsteps sounded again, only this time, without the power of the previous one.

One by one, people in wide black robes walked into the room.

The black-robed man's face was completely covered by the wide black robe, revealing only a pair of incomparably pale hands, not a bat, who else could it be?

Behind a row of black-robed people, there are werewolves who have taken off their black robes, revealing huge wolf heads!

Together, there are hundreds of them!

Is this posture to wipe himself out of these Chosen One?

Xiao Ming glanced at the son of the Yan family, motioned for the son of the Yan family to retreat, then clapped his palms and slowly walked in front of the group of bat werewolves.

The black-robed man standing at the front took off his wide black-robed hat, revealing an incomparably pale face, a middle-aged man, but no one could say how old this man had lived.

Middle-aged people, no, it should be said, middle-aged bats.

The middle-aged bat put his big pale hand on his chest, bent down slightly and saluted everyone in the field, elegant like a nobleman in ancient times, but the voice was a little too ugly, and it was as harsh as if it was cut through the iron door with a stone.

"Guys, don't run around for food, or I'll be angry."

Hundreds of the Chosen ones in the arena turned pale, and one of the Chosen ones quietly touched the window.

"Zizi!"

A sonic scream came from the mouth of the middle-aged bat, Xiao Ming's face turned pale, he covered his ears, and the Chosen One at the window had already turned into a pool of blood mist and exploded!

The middle-aged bat shook his head and walked slowly towards Xiao Ming, "I know you, the Chosen One from Huaxia, Wang Xiaoming." ”

Xiao Ming seemed to have been injured by Fang Cai's sound waves, covering his ears in pain and squatting on the ground.

The son of the Yan family behind him was in a hurry, and shouted at the hundreds of Chosen People in the field, "If this continues, each of us will die, so it's better for everyone to go up together and fight with them!" ”

None of the hundreds of Chosen One in the venue responded, covering their ears one after another, as if they were also seriously injured.

The middle-aged bat smiled slightly, and stopped ten steps away from Xiao Ming, "Wang Xiaoming, it sounds like a lowly peasant, I hate this name, but I have to admit that I like you very much." ”

Xiao Ming put down his palm, looked down, there was a trace of blood in his palm, it seemed that he was frightened, and it seemed that he felt pain again, Xiao Ming covered his ears tightly, and the expression on his face was painful.

The middle-aged bat doesn't seem to care about Xiao Ming's rudeness, in fact, who cares about the rudeness of their own food?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged bat showed a smile again, "Wang Xiaoming, oh, this terrible name!" You are really my lucky star, originally our patriarch was going to die, at least a few thousand years later! And thousands of years later, the throne was in the hands of the little rabbit cub. Fortunately, you not only killed the patriarch's family, but also sent dozens of princes with you, so that I can become the king of my dreams. ”

Xiao Ming kept twitching, and a trace of blood overflowed from his ears

As if he felt a little exaggerated, Xiao Mingjiang adjusted his expression slightly, and his eyes stared at the middle-aged bat in front of him.

The son of the Yan family behind him was still working hard to encourage the hundreds of Chosen Ones in the field, and the hundreds of Chosen People in the field were still pale, looking powerless to fight again.

Looking at the old black man again, he seemed to be frightened by the bat werewolf in front of him, his legs trembled, his mouth was wide open, and he stayed in place, motionless.

The middle-aged bat scanned the arena like a lord, but it didn't seem to be in a hurry to enjoy the sumptuous food in front of him.

You know, the nobles have to smile before eating.

As for whether you watch the last scene or perform it yourself, it doesn't matter, the important thing is to laugh.

The middle-aged bat smiled and spoke again, "I don't like your eyes, just like I don't like your name, but you've done me a great favor after all, and more than once." The nuclear bomb of the United States, the establishment of the Chosen Alliance, and even now, the gathering of the Chosen of all countries, to a certain extent, have your credit. So, as a thanksgiving, I, King John, will grant you eternal life, and I, King John, will grant you eternal immortality! ”

Xiao Ming was a little sad, after all, there was no script, it was all free to play, and it was obviously beyond the expected scenes.

Adding drama is a disaster for a person like himself who is not good at talking and has an upright personality.

Xiao Ming sighed lightly in his heart, why did these little babbles always have so much nonsense before they died......

Of course, this person in front of him is not a little hello, how can there be a little hello in the Jindan period? Even if there were, it was in front of the monks of the Yuan Infant Period.

Moreover, there are hundreds of bat werewolves in front of them! Which one is not a master of the foundation building period?

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