Saidan Dasohan glanced at Alexandros Mograini and laughed in his heart, this hot-tempered old man could not step forward himself, he would have been exempted from the death penalty of the walking corpse.

Bridget, on the other hand, hates the undead, but she sees the big picture well, and as one of the few young talents at the top of the Silver Hand, she understands what the walking corpse means to the Silver Hand. And after getting through the initial outburst, she gradually calmed down at this time.

However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped, and the Holy Wing and Sunwind have caused such a big mess, it is time to learn some lessons.

Da Sohan said, "How long do you think that kid can last under Bridget?" ”

"Humph!" Mograine snorted coldly, and said with no breath: "At most, ten minutes, Bridget is much stronger than my family's unfinished thing." ”

"Actually, Renault and Sally are not bad, they just met a walking corpse who didn't play cards according to common sense, otherwise they wouldn't have lost so badly, but then again, this kid seems to have a weak foundation, but he has a ruthless spirit in his bones, and he is as cunning as a fox, if you add that the strength and speed are not weaker than the fourth-order or even fifth-order warriors, it really has infinite potential, if you don't die, you will definitely be able to promote to a hero in the future, maybe that's why Sylvanas and Arthas want to get him." Da Sohan said.

Seeing Da Sohan get down to business, Mograine also became serious, thought for a moment and said, "No, this is by no means the real reason why the Forsaken and the Scourge's legions are fighting in the Western Plaguelands, there must be other secrets on him. ”

"That's right! But what is it exactly? It just so happens that we can take this opportunity to get a closer look at this kid. Da Sohan said.

"Huh?" Mograini exclaimed in a low voice, "Did you say that Bridget also took the initiative to provoke him with this idea?" ”

"It's possible, although Bridget hates the undead, she used to look at the undead with a trace of undisguised pity, but for the Holy Wing Sunwind, Bridget never had any expression of pity, some were just disgusted, is this Bridget's temptation of him?" Da Sohan said in a deep voice.

Mograine's eyes lit up a little, and he said, "Whether it's or not, we'll wait and see, you see, aren't these two fighting?" ”

"Hey, that makes sense." Dassault laughed twice and refocused his gaze on the center of the arena.

……

"Death three-eight, didn't you say that Tyran and I would fight against Renault and Sally? What's the matter with you running up and sneaking up on me now? "I was kicked a few times in the head by Bridget, and my anger came up again.

Why did it come up again, the reason is very simple, with the continuous whipping of Whitemayne's plump buttocks, my anger has gradually dissipated, not because Whitemayne begged for mercy, nor because I was obsessed with Whitemayne and became obsessed with other people's ******, although this little smashing bitch's ass is indeed warped and bouncing, and it feels so good, but I want to try Sylvanas's **** even more.

The reason why there is no fire is because with the constant whipping, the little bitch actually came out of the water, and the large amount directly soaked the red pants in the crack of the buttocks, not only that, but half a ****** was also wet and slippery, which made me inexplicable for a while, why did I climb to the top of the mountain?

Then, I was kicked a few big heels by Bridget's dead three-eighty-one, and when I was angry at Bridget, I didn't forget to take a look at Wynmait, only to see that the little bitch also turned over a few times and then quickly stood up and hid behind Bridget, but, from her flushed cheeks, clenched legs, and the robe that her hands kept tugging, I was sure that sure and certainly, the little bitch smashed to the top of the mountain, and it was cool not to want it.

The little is really a little smashing, not only seducing her half-brother, but Nima's also loves to play S and M.

Bridget didn't see Wynmaite climb to the top of the mountain, she just thought that Wynmmet was hurt and scared by me, so she hid behind her like a weak woman and comforted Wynmette a few words, and Bridget said coldly to me: "Your battle is over, now it's my turn, damn despicable and obscene walking corpse." ”

Despicable and indecent? I'm obviously a bitch, and if you want to say obscene, it shouldn't be me, but the little bitch behind you, don't you see everyone flying cool?

All of a sudden, I was laughed at by Bridget and joked, "What? Want to play Wheel Wars? is worthy of Bridget Abidis, the daughter of the general of the Silver Hand, not only can she drink five or six to the master who takes her in, but she can even take advantage of the danger of others and bully the weak. ”

"You ......" Bridget's eyes widened angrily, and he took two deep breaths and said, "I can give you time to rest, how about you see us fighting again in the afternoon?" ”

"Big sister, let me come in the afternoon, I will definitely kill this filthy and despicable walking corpse." Renaud Mograini came to Bridget's side, and Tyran Fording walked up behind me.

I stretched out my hand to block Tyran Foding, who was about to speak, with a look of contempt in my eyes, "Why wait for the afternoon, when I can fight you. ”

"Okay, then come on!" Renault drew his sword and pointed it at me.

"Stand down!" Bridget drank, stepped past Renault Mograini, and snorted coldly: "That's what you said, don't wait for a while to lose and you won't have enough to eat." ”

"Big Sister ......"

"Enough, it's my fight, you shut me up."

Renaud gave me a resentful look, then walked over to Wynmait, and quietly comforted the holy princess in his heart.

"Sunwind ......"

"It's okay, she doesn't dare to kill me, don't worry."

See clearly, I used her, not him, so Renault was not only scolded by Bridget, but also seriously despised by me, all of a sudden, Renault's face was not pig's liver color, if it wasn't for the little smashing and pulling, maybe he would rush up and fight with me.

When the field was cleared, Bridget and I stood on one side, only a short ten meters apart.

Bridget is wearing a gray-black tight-fitting hard leather armor today, because it is tight, so the slender ****, slender waist, plump and straight twin peaks are all revealed, if you add the snow-white skin exposed on the neck and a pretty face like a flower and jade, it is really a red rabbit among the dragons, phoenixes and horses, and the perfect could not be more perfect.

However, I didn't dare to think about it in the slightest, and Bridget, who was holding a sword and shield, was so powerful that I could even feel a trace of pressure when I stood in front of Archibald.

The sixth order is really the sixth order, far from being comparable to the fourth order and the fifth order, it is very strong and dangerous, I know that I can't wait any longer, otherwise I'm afraid I will lose the courage to fight Bridget.

"Ahh With a loud roar, I slashed at Bridget with my sword.

In the face of my charge, Bridget also snorted, and rushed towards me with a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and the dignified sixth-order powerhouse also took the initiative to attack in the face of the third-order walking corpse, I was also drunk, no matter how much you hate me, you won't even want the face of the strong.

Ten meters away, fleeting, almost as soon as I took a step, Bridget's angry face appeared in front of my eyes, but no matter how beautiful it was, it was useless, I didn't have a good impression of her at all, so I picked up the giant sword in my hand and slashed at Bridget.

Bridget hated me to death, and with a lunge, the small round shield in his left hand took a shift, and the long sword in his right hand stabbed me in the heart.

As the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, the battle between me and Bridget is very hot in an instant, I think of a sword to split her in half, and she wants to pierce my heart with a sword.

Both of us had good ideas, but the reality didn't work as we wished, and my two-handed greatsword was blocked by Bridget's small round shield, and Bridget's longsword was dodged by me, only to make a cut under my armpit.

But I'm just a walking corpse, a small cut, and I didn't pierce through the eye, so it doesn't affect my combat effectiveness.

The first confrontation, the two of us ended in a draw, which made me happy in my heart, dead thirty-eight is dead thirty-eight, just the mouth is powerful, the kung fu in the hands is not good, and the momentum is even more deceptive.

But then I learned a lesson, a very deep lesson.

I don't know why Bridget's sword is so cheap, obviously it was stabbed out, and the rear force has subsided, but people are stunned and turn around in the air and slash at me.

The three-finger-wide long sword was stunned to split the effect of a two-handed broadsword, the sound of the wind, the momentum, tsk, I don't want to complain about anything.

The walking corpse is not afraid of physical injury, but it is not cut off at the waist, although it can't die, how can it be split in two, is it lying on the ground and pretending to be a sadako? There's no way, I can only dodge, and it's still a flash, otherwise I will not only lose this time, but also have to study the human organs, otherwise how to put the intestines and stomach back up.

Condensed the death qi into my legs, my speed has increased significantly, and I dodged it, but in the face of the next battle, I deeply understood what it means to be one step at a time, and the truth of half moon red moon and moon red.

I saw that Bridget was like being beaten with chicken blood, and he took another big step forward with a scream, and the sword and shield in his hand did not stop, and he slapped and chopped, really treating me as a cucumber.

In the face of Bridget's stormy attack of the dead hand, I didn't dare to be careless, and while my whole body was agitated, I even dodged and blocked, and after finally holding out more than a dozen moves, I still fell.

It's not that our army is too incompetent, but the enemy is too cunning, obviously I saw a sword head stabbed out from behind the shield, but in the next moment, a round shield slapped on my face, and I was on guard against Bridget's weird long sword from beginning to end, but people switched to using a shield to strike, who is going to reason with this.

As soon as I took a shot, I was stunned, my eyes were full of stars, and I couldn't see Bridget's person at all, why did you say that a big girl was so strong?

(To be continued.) )