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The deep night 'color' is still difficult to hide the tall and majestic white 'dew' city wall, as the distance from the white 'dew' city wall gets closer and closer, the fluorescence in the eyes of the mimic god *** is getting stronger and stronger, and the nose is gradually panting out.

Bailu Castle is a mysterious and seductive city for the people of Zhi'an City, and legend has it that there are many 'meat' to eat, comfortable houses to live in, and most importantly, there are countless beautiful and delicate 'women' for them to enjoy.

Compared with the vulgar and ugly 'women' in Zhi'an City, these high-ranking 'women' in Bai 'Lu' City have both physical and psychological characteristics for ordinary men. Conquest has always been the most basic instinct of men, and the more difficult the conquest, the more irreplaceable and refreshing it can bring to men.

The 'women' in Bai 'Lu' City, who are not very engaged in heavy physical work and are well nourished, will be much better in terms of skin and figure than those 'women' in Zhi'an City.

Those mimic gods can even imagine what kind of satisfaction there will be when those 'women' who have arrogant and contemptuous 'looks' on their faces are pressed to the ground, and they are wantonly on their tender bodies, watching those arrogant 'women' people gradually let out a desolate and painful and mournful moaning for mercy under their destruction.

The fluorescence in the eyes of the believers became brighter. The nose also gasped out a ho-ho sound similar to that of a beast in heat.

Especially when they finish venting, they can also cut off strips of tender 'meat' from the fair-skinned big 'legs', ***, 'buttocks' and other parts of the 'female', put them in their mouths to chew, and savor how the 'female's natural subcutaneous fat is fresh and delicious, tender and juicy.

The saliva that flowed from his mouth soaked the one-piece robe, and slowly emitted a strange smell.

What a treat that is! From the five senses to the ***, almost all-round sensory and 'spirit' enjoyment is exactly what this group of *** people who are high up in Zhi'an City are pursuing.

They are tired of the disgusting 'women' who have dementia-faced, yellow-skinned bodies, and only scream unconsciously like puppets when they 'twitch' vigorously, they are fed up with the experience of being suddenly stung by a few sharp and protruding bones in the 'female' body when they are in high spirits, and they are even more tired of eating the old, hard, almost skinny-skinny 'flesh' pieces.

They want to be fresh and juicy, they want to be white and tender, they want to be warm and moist, they want to kill and vent, they want to ......

In short, under the mobilization of the city lord Mo Zhi'an, Bai 'Lu' City had everything they could think of, and it was enough to satisfy their greedy beast 'desire'.

Mo Zhi'an looked at the mimicry *** who gradually became excited under his 'temptation' guidance, and a satisfied smile appeared on his mouth, he seemed to be able to see the scene of Feng Bai's 'Lu' body lying under his white clothes, and the scene that made him dream also made his heart swell.

However, the mimic gods who fell into a sense of scarlet excitement did not realize that a group of bloodthirsty and brutal black line rats were coming towards them a mile and a half away from them, under someone's sinister intentions.

"Dream Dragon! How far away from those mimic believers? Liu Ye asked in his heart as he ran, and before leaving, he ordered Menglong to record the coordinates and travel speed of the mimicry believers, in order to deduce the approximate location of the mimicry believers at present.

Otherwise, in the barren plains, without references, it is difficult to find traces of the followers of the gods in a short period of time by relying only on almost the same stones, hills, and weeds.

"Two thousand five hundred meters to the northeast...... Arrival time is two and a half minutes......"

"Good! It's almost time! Liu Ye secretly said in his heart: "The 'chicken' will take off all the clothes on your body for me, quick!" ”

"What?" Hearing Liu Ye's words, the tired body of the 'chicken' stumbled and almost fell, and he struggled to keep his balance and shouted: "What the hell do you want to do?" Enough is enough! ”

"''! Why do you ask so much? Hurry up and take off my clothes, there is not a single one left! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will directly throw you into the rat group behind! Liu Ye shouted impatiently, his face full of intimidation.

Looking back at the boundless black line rats, the 'chicken' shivered, and he believed that as long as he entered the rat colony, he would be gnawed to the scum.

With a reluctant face, he took off his clothes and handed them to Liu Ye. Although it is a technical job to wear a first-class suit in the run, but fortunately, the clothes of this person are not difficult to take off, a bit similar to a skirt, as long as you open it, you can easily take it off.

Liu Ye took the clothes that he had smeared beyond recognition with rat blood, and at the same time threw a bottle of water bottle hanging from his waist to the 'chicken', and shouted to the 'chicken': "Pour the water in the kettle on yourself, and then run to Bai 'Lu' City!" ”

"Liu Ye! You ......" The 'chicken' who suddenly understood what Liu Ye meant shouted, he knew what Liu Ye wanted to do next, and he was a little worried.

"Hurry up! Give Lao Tzu away! You're only getting in the way here! Wash your body clean, don't lure those stinky rats away! This is Lao Tzu's gift to Mo Zhi'an! And go back and tell Xiong Shan and Feng Ruiyan to hurry up! I can't hold on for long! Liu Ye kicked at the 'chicken' and roared wildly at the same time.

The 'chicken' looked back at Liu Ye again, turned around and ran, and at the same time poured the pot on himself, rubbing and wiping it as hard as he could, trying his best to wash away the smell of blood on his body.

The black line rat lost a target to pursue, so he turned to Liu Ye's body, and the pressure behind Lao Liu increased greatly for a while. The peculiar smell of the black line rat on the nose wafted over, and the smoke made Lao Liu Khan's 'hair' stand up.

Lao Liu changed direction and went straight to the position of the mimic god *** calculated by Menglong. The rat colony also turned, like a black 'colored' smoke blown by the wind and bent away.

At this time, the mimicry *** was too sluggish, and he also felt that something was wrong on the ground. In addition to the vibration caused by their stepping on the ground, there was a vibration under their feet that was not inferior to theirs, and this vibration became stronger and stronger, as if countless rubbles had fallen from the sky and fell to the ground.

There was a different atmosphere in the air, and the pace of the mimicry *** gradually slowed down. The possession of the anthropomorphic form also gave them a stronger than ordinary intuition of danger, which now strongly warned them and pulled them back from their excitement and imagination.

"Stop!" Mo Zhi'an, who sensed that something was obviously wrong, raised a hand and yelled.

Some of the 'rioty' and 'chaotic' crowds suddenly stopped, looking around in amazement, and the instinct for danger naturally made them nervous.

"What's going on? Who else in the wasteland would dare to challenge us in such a face-to-face? Could it be that the people of White 'Lu' City took the initiative to attack? Mo Zhian looked around suspiciously, he didn't believe that in the face of such a lineup, there were still people who dared to face them head-on. The strength of Bai 'Lu' City has been narrated by Long Pan, and he knows it very clearly.

In the midst of doubt, under the drowsy moonlight, a vigorous figure suddenly appeared. The figure rushed straight to the mimicry in the moonlight***, like a long eagle in the dark night.

"Stupid guy! Does one person want to fight against me, the three thousand mimics? The corners of Mo Zhi'an's mouth 'revealed' a sneer of contempt and contempt, and his heart was disdainful of this single-handed challenger.

However, that disdain was only fleeting, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth suddenly turned into a wide open mouth, because he saw the countless black shadows behind the figure also leap into the night sky and pounce.

"'Bastard'! Lined up! Sortie! Stop that guy for me! Mo Zhian roared and violently commanded the person next to him to meet that person.

He already knew the sound of the sound of countless rubbles falling to the ground, and he also knew what would happen if he let that person introduce the endless swarm of rats behind him into his ranks.

However, no matter how fast the sound is, it must be transmitted to the brain, which then responds and then transmits it to the rest of the body. Just when the mimicry *** was stunned, Liu Ye had already rushed into the mimicry *** team with a large group of black thread rats like black dragons.

A mimicry *** was accidentally pounced on by a black line rat, although the surrounding *** killed the black line rat, but the shoulder of the mimicry *** who was pounced on the ground has been scratched by the sharp claws of the black line rat with a scar.

Using the scar as a base, a black line quickly spread upwards, and soon reached the face of the ***. A foul smell erupted from the wound. His face was dark, and he fell to the ground with a convulsion.

At this time, everyone finally saw the appearance of this creature: the black line rat - a cancer in the wasteland, which is also the origin of the name of the black line rat. Anyone who is scratched and bitten by a black rat will be poisoned to death by contaminating their blood with the toxin it carries.

Therefore, although the overall strength of the black line rat is ranked as a pawn, its attack power is directly chasing the soldier at level 5, especially its seemingly endless number, which adds to its terrifying reputation.

"It's a swarm of black rats! Be careful not to get 'hurt' by its minions! Gather them all together and don't get rushed into the line by the black rats! There was a shout of rebuke from the mimicry ***, trying to organize these panicked ***.

"I want you to get together! Lao Tzu's efforts have been in vain! Liu Ye sneered and thought, taking advantage of the 'chaos' and 'chaos' to follow the place where it happened just now, the scene of 'chaos' and 'chaos' at this time is conducive to his concealment.

At the moment when he rushed in just now, Liu Ye overturned a mimicry *** and covered his whole body with the cloak that covered his whole body, and the emblem of the mimic god cult became his best cover at this time.

"Ahh

A scream came from the crowd, and the person who had been giving orders by name was killed by Liu Ye's punch through the heart when he lost his vigilance, and the scene with a little order became 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' after losing his command.

Liu Ye has long discovered that most people living in the last days are good at fighting against the wind, but not at fighting against the wind. According to Instructor Liu Ye's words, his mental quality is not up to par.

These mimic gods who used to be just ordinary people seem to be even more unbearable in this regard, and the sudden increase in strength does not have the corresponding psychological quality to match it, and they will be frightened after facing a slightly tricky enemy, and they will not be able to exert their due strength.

This point can be said to be much better for the war slaves in Bai 'Lu' City, after all, their strength is trained by themselves little by little, even if they encounter a tough battle, they can hold on, and there will be no such problem that only the recruits in Liu Ye's army will have.

The extreme asymmetry between strong strength and fragile psychology is the biggest weakness of the mimicry ***.