With a heart of resentment, Gao Feng's perception has decreased a lot, and he doesn't know that when the Daoist arrives at the top of his head, he just hears the sound of the whirring wind, and a pair of white and strong thighs wrap around his neck, and for a while Gao Feng's hair stands up, and when he is about to make a mistake and tear off the thing that is not long-eyed, he hears a familiar female voice ringing in his ears.

"Oh, hold me, don't let me fall......."

As soon as the words fell, the body with the girl's body fragrance rode on Gao Feng's neck, and the snow-white thighs clamped Gao Feng's cheeks because of the unstable center of gravity.

Xianfeng and the sword sealed their throats, as well as all the blood cubs and the storm warriors, were stunned, and then looked at their toes together, as if there was something better looking there.

"It's over, it's over, it's gone, I'm not alive......."

Caifeng, who was wrapped in a gorgeous costume, cried and muttered with a sad face, Gao Feng walked beside her expressionlessly, but the nine floating airships turned their bows and flew towards the depths of the wilderness.

"It's really unlucky, everyone else has seen it, but I haven't seen ......."

Gao Feng was very unhappy, muttering in his mind, the corners of his eyes swept over Caifeng's figure from time to time, Caifeng wrapped his clothes into tights in order to wrap himself more tightly, but his figure was complete.

"Don't want to die or live, Chai He has a stick figure, you want to have no breasts, you want to have an ass without an ass, people here look at you and feel that you have lost your ......."

Gao Feng naturally has nothing good to say, the two are not very familiar with each other, the first meeting is that Gao Feng caught the style, the second meeting is that Gao Feng helped the style, and the third meeting has not yet reached the point of intimacy.

"Hmph, can the fat girl float like me? It's that they don't have a vision...... Cai Feng said disdainfully, raised his chin proudly, a pair of big eyes rolled around, glanced at the men in front of him, but found that they didn't look at themselves at all, and immediately hung his head, the aesthetics of the wilderness is like this, if you don't grow meat, there is no way out.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Seeing that the cheeks were bulging, Gao Feng asked curiously.

"Afraid of what? Corpses? That day in Cuiliu City, I saw more than ...... here. ”

Caifeng swept the layers of corpses on the ground, said very carelessly, and walked in the gap between the corpses without mind.

"Great Elder, they're gone, what should we do next......

Xian Zhao saw Gao Feng appear, and hurriedly ran up, his expression flattering, but his eyes kept scanning the shield in the blood cub's hand.

Jian Feng also saw the peak, but his expression was embarrassed, knowing that the peak of the road was from the west, it was not good to step forward again, after all, the two sides were still hostile, Ye Kui didn't care, he stepped forward slowly, stood at the peak and looked left and right, and saw the rhinoceros beast thrown down by the cloud atlas at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yun Tu and Yun Huang disappeared into the chaotic crowd with a few Garo, and they couldn't even take care of the rhino horn beast, Yun Tu was almost killed by Gao Feng, no wonder they were so careful, the rhino horn beast target was much bigger than a few people, no matter where they were, they could see it at a glance, looking at the way Ye Kui pounced, just like a sè wolf pounced on a weak girl, but the girl's size was ten times larger than that of a sè wolf, and Gao Feng pinched a cold sweat, in case the horn of the rhino horn flew Ye Kui?

Regardless of the love and hate toss of Yekui and Rhino Horn, Gao Feng finally joined the Heavenly Claw with Xian Zhao and the sword to seal his throat, the two troops were still separated by a hundred meters, a huge beast roar, and the hunting fang jumped in front of Gao Feng like a flea, shaking his body full of scale armor proudly, as if showing off, Gao Feng ignored it at all, and a small person had already pounced on Gao Feng's arms, grabbed Gao Feng's clothes, and put his little head on Gao Feng's chest.

"This battle is a mess......."

Seeing the peak, the heavenly claw said the sigh in his heart, looking around, the hillside was full of corpses, dense corpses filled every inch of space on the hillside, all kinds of knives, guns and spears were scattered in the middle of the corpses, you can see the corpses full of arrows and hedgehogs, the remains of the bed crossbow that turned over, the wooden wheels across the middle of the corpses, and the tribe of the desolate people marked that the desolate people who were held by the warriors did not fall down, among the countless corpses, there were countless moans and screams, the injured and undead desolate people crawled in the pile of corpses, calling for help around, Scattered jīng sharp warriors stepped over their bodies, and did not mend their swords, but only rummaged through the corpses for the corpses of their own people,

Gao Feng nodded and did not speak, there were also a lot of corpses in the western army, almost 800 slaves were killed in battle, more than 1,100 were killed or injured in the reserves, and more than 1,500 were killed or wounded by the Jīng Rui warriors, of which nearly half were killed in battle, and most of them were killed and injured by solid shells.

In addition to these, the four trebuchets were also completely destroyed due to the explosion of black powder, and there was a little more bed crossbow left, only half of what it was before the battle, and there were a lot of weapons worn, broken, notched, and led by the desolate people, countless.

Xian Zhao is an old man, he didn't spare his hands in this battle, and he didn't hesitate to waste ammunition, a total of 988 storm warriors died less than 50 of them, most of them were wiped out by the red light of the floating airship, no one cared about these except for the peak, for them, the casualties were less than 10 percent, so they were not called casualties.

"At least the desolate man is finished......."

Gao Feng pondered for a moment, but still responded to the Heavenly Claw, no matter what, this battle Heavenly Claw is a bloody battle, and the timing of the choice is just right, although I don't know the details of the battlefield of the Dao, it is already very good to be able to fight in front of the cloud map of the half-step regret army.

The deep and vicissitudes of the heavenly claw's eyes looked at the desolate corpse on the slope for a long time, and sighed again, but his heart was not happy, and the shadow of the floating airship was like a thorn pierced in his heart.

"We captured more than 3,000 desolate people, collected a batch of weapons, and also captured thirteen basilisks and more than twenty flying monsters, all of whom were wounded ......."

The red stone face is not good, the desolate people have run away at least more than 20,000 people, counting the caught, and those who died on the slope in front, the results are not big, once the desolate people who ran away are reorganized, I am afraid it will be another hard battle.

Gao Feng didn't care about the loss of the desolate people, the real loss of the desolate people was not the loss of numbers, but the chaos of the barren camp, the chaos of the barren camp, at least more than 20,000 people were folded in it, and at the same time, the food of the barren camp was burned, and the morale of the desolate people was consumed.

Even if it is victorious, no one cheers, the continuous corpses and the bloody breath that soars into the sky make everyone's hearts extremely depressed, not to mention the corpses of the desolate people, the corpses of the western army are one by one, lined up in front of them, densely packed, piecing together a huge phalanx, these phalanxes are like huge epitaphs, and the straight people sigh sadly.

There were more dead than alive on the battlefield, black smoke covered the clouds, both sides suffered heavy losses, and there was no winner in this great battle, only blood and pain, and endless sorrow.