Jiuzhuan tried it and was depressed: "The little ones are unconscious, it is estimated that they can't adapt to here, and they are still trembling when they are faint." ”

That's it.

Half an hour passed, and Night Creek was kicked out. That's right, it's the kick, the force felt on the ass.

Yexi stared at the twin mirrors, glared at herself in the mirror, and an hour passed, and she entered again.

After repeating this, when he went in and came back for the ninth time, the little stone reminded: Danger!

Yexi immediately opened the eye of life and death, and immediately shook the mountain, and after a desperate fight, he once again found a safe place, temporarily.

This time, because of her experience, she finally looked back, and saw that everything behind her had turned into nothingness, and the hole of nothingness was like a hole poked in the old white paper, a stagnant, dangerous hole.

That feeling, no matter what you step into, will turn into nothingness.

Yexi's color changed, and she was originally thinking about whether she would hide in the twin mirrors and everything would be fine, but now, it seems that the twin mirrors can't resist the crushing of that kind of nothingness.

Suddenly, she thought of one word: ruins.

"Is this a ruin?"

Where the declining realms slipped into, the graves of the realms.

Little Rock: No.

"You know?"

"Feeling. I feel that if we stand in front of the real ruins, there is no escape. ”

Then he added: "Although this is not a ruin, my intuition tells me that you will die if you touch it." ”

Night Creek was silent: "... What about you? ”

"Ahem, you can't compare to me."

“...”

I want to kill him.

Yexi used the twin mirrors again to cultivate, this time only going in and out six times, and the little stone reminded again.

Nightbrook dodged again, looking for a temporary place to stay.

"Yes, a second ahead of last time."

Little Stone is smug: "Of course, I am always improving. ”

Yexi pouted, she was still going up every day.

"I think these turmoil should be the daily life of the battlefield, the kind that doesn't need to be paid attention to, otherwise why wouldn't there be any Protoss to check it?"

Is this a safe zone? Safe areas are so dangerous, but what about dangerous areas? For the sake of her life, it's better not to run around.

But there are some reasons that do not allow her, she has to avoid these dangerous turmoil, and every time she escapes by the way, and escapes to the tiger's mouth.

Yexi looked at the scene in front of her in amazement, at this time, she was like a small chrysalis moving to the edge of the nest, and suddenly saw the cold and cruel world from a warm and comfortable comfortable nest.

That's right, what she had experienced before was simply not milder than what she was going through before.

I saw that the gray air currents that covered the sky in front of me were rampage, and there seemed to be some kind of living creature hidden in those air currents, making all kinds of sounds, some like old women laughing loudly, some like little ghosts whining and crying, some like ten thousand insects gnawing, like broken glass, like floods, like cannons... It's just weird.

And in the air current, the treasure light flickered, and it was the Protoss who were slashing.

Yexi vaguely understands that these gray air currents should be the "foreign enemy" that Bamboo said.

Bamboo confessed, when he saw a foreign enemy, he ran far away, and when he ran late, he couldn't save her.

Yexi immediately went back, wanting to return to the warm comfort nest, isn't it just that she is blind when she opens her eyes, she has adapted well, and she is inexplicably kind.

I just took a step back, okay, the familiar and friendly turmoil came again, and Shengmen was so dead that she didn't have time to find another Shengmen, so her body shook and she was washed down.

Yexi kept scolding in her heart, there was no gravity here at all, but the wind was very strong, and it was all the wind brought up between the attacks of both sides, and she was jolting up and down like a small moth the size of a grain of rice, completely unable to control herself.

That's right, the rice grains are big.

Because the warriors of the Protoss here are all burly, even more majestic than the groundbreaking Pangu, and those gray air currents are also very thick, the thinnest ones are thicker than the waists of the warriors, and they are also very long, like alien leeches.

In such a comparison, as small as her, she should be invisible, Yexi thought optimistically.

In fact, she wanted to cry because she saw that, according to her trajectory at this time, a gray air flow in front of her seemed to be... Whelp?

Wipe! What kind of moral degradation is this? Who drove pregnant women into battle? And when people are about to be born, they still let people fight in front of the battle? Lack of great virtue! If you lack great virtue, you will kill this king and me.

Puff - Puff - P

Yexi wants to vomit, this thing gives birth to a child, and gives birth to... Like maggots, clumps and clumps, each clump is a dense tangled maggot.

And something even more terrifying is yet to come.

With the birth of this pregnant woman, as if a signal was sent, all the pregnant women in this piece were born!

Puff p

Nightbrook was numb and carried into the newborn by the wind, who would have thought that one day, she Night King, plunged into - well, fortunately there is no feces here, these little reptiles are still clean...

Just thinking of this, the pungent smell gushed into the nostrils, which was even more disgusting than the most chaotic and dirty time of the last days, when the earth was full of rotting corpses and the wind could not be blown by the wind.

Vomit –

I want to die.

What sin has she done to be tormented like this?

The Protoss warriors who were shining in the distance were killing even faster, and Yexi saw that many of them were coming this way, as if they were coming for these new qi flows, could they find themselves?

The answer is no, because there are more air currents, and the Night King, who is as small as dust, is submerged in a deep and shallow gray, and even if she flies into the eyes of the warriors, the warriors who are focused on dominating the enemy will only blink her away like a grain of sand.

She didn't have a chance to be a grain of sand, because she was mixed with the new air flow and couldn't move, when suddenly there was an explosion around her, all the small air currents screamed at the same time, and all kinds of unpleasant sounds exploded in her ears at the same time... The Night King fainted gorgeously.

The ears were bleeding, the spirit was shocking, the stars in the small universe were crackling, and the little tea tree was like a cat with all the leaves erected, and then the leaves were swishing and launching in all directions.

At the moment when Jiuzhuan screamed and rushed into the small universe, he was also stunned, but fortunately he was close to the little tea tree, and was caught by the little tea tree and tied to himself firmly after a few floats.

The bubble space violently shook, and there was a clattering sound of the enchantment breaking, and the huge waves of the fairy liquid lake were monstrous, and countless water columns rose from the sky and rushed towards the enchantment, turning into water mist and spraying on it, quickly repairing those cracks, and soon the white mist filled the scene, and it was impossible to see the scene inside, and occasionally a touch of color flew through.

The dazzling and other light spot ants were pale, and they didn't know how to react in the face of the great changes in the world, the last time, the little lotus root and the big fish could help Yexi while stabilizing the space, but this time, they could only save themselves, praying that Yexi was okay.

The faint Night Creek couldn't see it, and the reason why those air currents were screaming desperately was because the Protoss warriors were clutching strange pockets to catch them, and they knew that once they were in the bag, they would never come out and never exist again.

Night Creek, into the pocket, a long bag full of about a hundred small air currents, struggling violently, but never able to get out.

The battle went on for a long time, and the gray air flow gradually dissipated, and it slowly turned into the misty light when the night stream landed.

"Finally retreated, this time they lost a lot, and they should be able to stop for a while." A warrior covered in square-scale armor spoke, lifted the mask in front of his face, revealing a resolute face, and smiled, "Give the pocket out." ”

The pockets were gathered in one place, about twenty or sozen, and two warriors came over, skillfully tied together, and carried them on their shoulders, a large pile high.