Chapter 7: The Male God Who Calls for Victory
Red Sleeves turned her back to Mo Yu, and when those thieves pounced on her like hungry wolves, she only had time to panic and let out an exclamation of "Ah-", followed by "Bang! With a bang, the knife in his hand was knocked to the ground.
Mo Yutian hurriedly turned around, but the thief had already pounced, grabbed Red Sleeve's hand, and quickly pulled Mo Yutian away.
"Ahh
Mo Yu was close at hand, but he was entangled by several bandits and could not be rescued, so he could only watch Red Sleeves being captured.
easily grabbed the red sleeves, which made the thieves even more proud, and surrounded Mo Yutian with a lewd smile on their faces.
Mo Yu poured a fist and kick to temporarily repel the bandits, but with each move, he gasped heavily, and his physical strength rushed out like a flood that opened the floodgates.
If it was the original strong body, she didn't take this group of people in her eyes at all, and she could solve it with a gesture, but with this weak body now, it was already very difficult to just stand.
"Bang!"
Her speed became slower and slower, and someone punched her in the spine, and she didn't stand firmly, so she fell to the ground with a "poof".
She hurriedly supported her body with her hands, turned her head and saw that men with hideous faces surrounded her, and the black pressure pressed down.
At this time, the childish voice sounded in his mind again:
[Host, the situation is urgent, please use the random lottery ticket immediately!] Random lottery ticket probability to get potions, props, skill cards, equipment, ......]
The dead horse is a live horse doctor, Mo Yutian didn't have time to listen to 36E's words, and immediately replied: "Use!" β
A dazzling golden light suddenly emitted from her body, and the light shook them one by one and took several steps back.
The light of stimulation made them have to cover their eyes: "Ah, my eyes, my eyes are going to be blinded!" β
"What's going on!"
As the light gradually faded, a high-pitched and clear roar suddenly sounded, and a tall man appeared out of thin air in front of Mo Yu as if by magic.
"That's right, I'm the male god who calls for victory!"
Nearly two meters tall, the figure is as tall and burly as an iron tower, the face is angular and dignified, the silver hair is as messy as fine grass and curly with a blue cloth headband that shows a rough atmosphere, the two sword eyebrows are as thick as ink, the left eye is covered with cloth, and the cold stars flicker in one eye. He was dressed in a close-fitting coarse cloth short coat, and the tight lines reflected the bulging male muscles, bursting out with a bold and unassuming momentum.
The most striking thing was the long knife he carried across his shoulder, the broad and sharp blade was more than three feet long, and there were bits and pieces of starlight in between.
Everyone was stunned, time seemed to have stopped, and even Mo Yutian, who fell to the ground, was stunned by this sudden scene.
She twitched the corner of her mouth, this person had a good face, and with the shouting just now, how could it be so familiar.
She frowned, staring at his one-eyed, only to hear him say to himself: "One-eyed, it's a man's romance!" β
She was sure.
- Isn't this the Xiahoudun in "Dead Man's Pesticide"!
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[Congratulations to the host for the lucky value MAX, the legendary European Emperor, who has drawn the hero with a 1% probability!] He will fight hand in hand with you! γ