993 We Are Out of Traitors (Page 1/1)

On the branches of the moon, the sparse forest was windless, and before the arms were transferred, Hu Zheng was overjoyed, and it seemed that An Ran had received the news that her plants were coming.

It was at this time that the people in the tent seemed to know that the real crisis was coming, and the whole tent began to emit a red fire from the inside out, and the door curtains and curtains were floating because of the high temperature.

Hu Zheng was shocked, and before he could tell everyone to retreat further, a wave of heat hit his face, he only looked at the sea of fire in front of him, in the sea of fire, several golden swords soared out, and the high temperature on the golden sword refracted the change of scenery, and suddenly, the people brought by Hu Zheng died because of this fire and golden sword.

It was just Hu Zheng who dodged the attack, and he dodged with him, as well as some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, all of whom were wounded, and as soon as they got up from the ground, they saw two men walking out of the sea of fire that had turned into ashes.

One of them had short red hair, played with a flame in his hand, and the expression on his face was that of non-mainstream bloodthirsty, and the other was a little more decent, wearing gloves in his hands, but carrying a large metal coffin on his shoulders.

"The fat man is right there!"

I don't know where the premonition came from, Hu Zheng pointed to the coffin on the shoulder of the glove man, and shouted:

"Stop him, don't let him leave!"

As soon as the words fell, the trees around Hu Zheng began to float, and the trees were growing, and the crunching sound was particularly clear in the night.

A triumphant smile appeared on the face of the red-haired man, and in the circle of spreading firelight, he shouted at the gate of Hundred Flowers City:

"Is there anything else that is awesome? That's all I can do??? ”

"You haven't seen anything more capable!!"

Hu Zheng rushed up, screaming in his mouth, and was knocked to the ground by a drop of blood coming straight to him, just as the blood droplet covered his head, a sound sounded in the air, like a tight string pulling a sound in the air, and a strong wind suddenly rolled up in mid-air, blowing away all the fire of the red-haired man.

It is said that the fire borrows the momentum of the wind, but the wind does not blow the fire to other places where there are trees, but only blows high in the air, and it is like this.

The red-haired man was startled and shouted at a figure in the darkness:

"Liu Xiaojue, what do you mean by this?"

No one answered him, An Ran's vine rolled up again, mixed with Hu Zheng's angry and brave figure in the middle, and the red-haired man immediately re-urged a larger ring of fire to protect himself.

However, another gust of wind came, blowing the red-haired man's ring of fire into the sky, and the golden wall of the gold-gloved man was repaired, and Hu Zheng smashed a hole with his fist, and it was destroyed in two or three strokes.

"We're traitors, let's go!"

The red-haired man dropped this sentence, dodged and began to break through, and after a while, he ran away without a trace, and the gold-gloved man didn't love to fight, so he directly threw away the metal coffin in his hand, and ran away behind the red-haired man's buttocks.

Hu Zheng covered the shoulder blade that had been pierced by the gloved man's golden sword, rushed to the edge of the metal coffin, kicked the lid of the coffin with one kick, and saw the fat man lying inside.

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