The accompanying guards immediately went on alert.

"Chief, the target has been locked."

"Annihilation."

The adjutant thought he had heard something, and glanced at Lan Xi with a slight hesitation.

In the locked target circle, the little young master is taken as a hostage, and if he attacks with all his might, no one can care about the safety of the little young master.

Under the rain of bullets, the little young master was just a seven-year-old child.

And the other party is a murderous and bloodthirsty magician.

Although he doesn't understand what the chief does on weekdays, he never makes mistakes.

As an adjutant, he should have done his best to obey the order, but this time, Madame was present, and she had to watch the little young master become cannon fodder.

The adjutant couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Lan Xi.

To ensure error-free.

The adjutant was sure again and again: "Chief, little young master..." The latter words were stuck in his throat, and he was forced back by Emperor Shaoyuan's eyes.

Unordered subordinates were the most disgusting to Emperor Shaoyuan.

His eyes were cold, like an ice cellar in the cold winter, freezing people.

Within a radius of 100 miles, no one was spared.

Even Lan Xi, who was wrapped in his arms, sensed the seeping coldness.

Domineering, violent, as if evil and gods have descended into the world, all of them are terrifying.

The adjutant swallowed his words back alive, clenched his sniper rifle, and gave the order for a full-scale attack.

Bang bang bang ...

On the bleak shores of the lake, the wind is strong and the waves are surging.

In the huge waves of the lake, the water spirits that have nowhere to hide are floated on the sea.

The noise continued, and Lan Xi's head was pressed into Di Shaoyuan's arms, unable to break free.

In the howling wind, she heard the three words of the little young master, and her heart chuckled.

Lan Yue here?

Is Di Shaoyuan crazy?

That's her son, and she wants her son to be cannon fodder?

This person is really cold-blooded, even if Lan Yue is not his own son, he also calls him Dad.

There is more than one way to encircle and suppress these magicians.

The leader sent from the Imperial Capital served as a special bureau to clean up the thorny and evil magicians in Yao City.

It's the responsibility.

That's right, Di Shaoyuan is the chief.

It exists to purge evil.

She shouldn't have had any expectations.

The more seconds you spend with him, the more dangerous your son will be.

Yaocheng is mixed, not as good as foreign countries.

Although the son is smart, a child is a child, and he can't compare to those evil magicians with wolf ambitions.

There are magicians in the lake, and so are the jungles.

The aura of these existing magicians is disgusting.

Depressed people are out of breath.

Lan Xi closed his eyes slightly, and began to mobilize his mind to search for his son's traces.

In the next second, Di Shaoyuan grabbed the back of her head and lifted him up in the air.

"Be good, believe me, don't move." The low reprimand, like a heavy hammer, startled Lan Xi in astonishment.

The concentrated mind was shattered by the blows.

There was a mess in his mind, and he let Emperor Shaoyuan hold him.

After the roar, the sound of fighting drowned out everything.

The lake subsided again, and the dense forest was full of poisonous smoke.

In the afterglow, Blue Creek saw the broken zombie skulls and limbs in the forest.

These zombie stumps are crawling with black bugs.

Zombies are classified as ghosts and have always been the target of the four major families.

It's not psychic, it's easy to control, and it will only fight and attack the lowest ghosts of the human race.

Don't ask the reason, don't ask the trouble, as long as you encounter the zombie family, just kill.

It turned out that Di Shaoyuan had long known that it was the zombies who were doing the trick.

Black bugs crawl out of zombies' limbs and skulls.

It's someone controlling the zombies.

He had only been looking at it for a few seconds, but before he could see it clearly, the back of his head was pressed back to the center of his chest.

The cloak covered her hair.

The whole person was protected under the cloak.

I can't see anything, I can't hear anything.

In the dead silence, Lan Xi could only hear the undulating beating sound of the nearest chest.