Under the yellow sand, a big frog the size of a sea bowl, with a green back and a snow-white belly, is desperately shaving with its two front paws. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The speed of the big frog is very fast, giving people the feeling that it is like a sand spring, and the yellow sand sprayed quickly forms a big sand pile behind the big frog.

The big frog looked back, the sand pile obviously satisfied its intentions, stopped moving, and then spit out a tombstone-like jade tablet in front of the sand pile, and spit it again, and three lit incense sticks were inserted in front of the jade tablet.

The big frog stood on its hind legs, its two front paws clapped together, and its eyes were closed and its head bowed, looking like a worship.

Suddenly, the sand burst open, and a figure stood up from the sand, raised his hands and shouted: "Whahaha! This Demon King has finally been resurrected! Hehe, let this Demon King swallow the lives of you humble creatures to replenish your energy!" Looking at the person's appearance, needless to say, it was Zhang Zhongjun.

The big frog made a shocked look at first, then turned to fortitude, and its body shone brightly, and a set of armor with a red cloak and brilliant golden light suitable for the frog's size appeared on it.

What's even more strange is that the big frog actually held a sword in his hand that matched its shape, and shouted: "Go back to hell! Damn the Demon King!" and then rushed towards Zhang Zhongjun.

"Ahh

Finally, with the big frog's voice: "Go to death!" A fierce sword pierced Zhang Zhongjun's eyebrows, Zhang Zhongjun immediately screamed again and again, kept rolling on the sand, and finally collapsed the sand surface, and the whole person sank, leaving only one hand stretched out to the sky, and roared hideously: "This demon king will come back!"

The scene was silent, only Zhang Zhongjun's hand was motionless over there.

With a few clicks, five huge battle axes fell to the ground, and beside them, Elisat Arreth and the four fierce barbarians, all with their faces glazed over, their mouths open, and their whole bodies stiffened and stunned.

The camera zooms out a little farther, and not far away, a huge sand vortex is forming, and it is the bean soldier iron rider who is surrounding, digging down the sand at a rapid pace.

Zhang Zhongjun's hand suddenly propped up the sand, and the whole person jumped out with a bang.

He looked at the big frog with excitement and then at the five barbarians of Elisette Arres, and asked expectantly, "How is it?

There was silence.

The big frog squatted on the side, his cloak and metal armor were gone, he was holding a cigarette, looking into the distance lonely, and kept muttering: "How could you lose your previous guessing box?

The saliva from the corners of the mouths of the four fierce barbarians flowed out, and the whole person was stunned.

Elisat Arreth even shed tears, looked at Zhang Zhongjun with dull eyes, and muttered in a barbarian language: "Where is my wise, resolute, and stern master?"

"Haha, how about we play whack-a-mole? Everyone hides under the demarcated sandy area, and from time to time they pop up, and the players standing on the sand knock them all once, even if they win, otherwise they will lose!" Zhang Zhongjun excitedly shouted at the five barbarians in savage language.

The five people, who were originally sluggish, immediately shook their heads violently in unison, and quickly took several steps back.

They may have a line of brains, and their thinking will not be so complicated, but no matter how you look at it, this is a **** game, and they will never play it!

Seeing what Zhang Zhongjun was going to say, Elisat Arres hurriedly shouted: "Master, we have to cultivate, and if we don't cultivate for a while, we will feel uncomfortable!"

Alysat Arreth wept as she ran, she missed her wise master very much.

Why did the master become like this, he actually led his black iron cavalry to the desert early in the morning to dig a hole, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that his master had become a child who didn't grow up.

Was it a wrong choice to put these people in the hands of their masters?

It's just that Elisat Arreth thinks about the master's treatment of his people to eat and drink, and he has no idea, these are what his people are pursuing, since the master has guaranteed it, how can he ask for luxury?

And he has already made an oath that no matter what the master becomes, he will not break the oath, and besides, the master just likes to play around, and he has not done anything else that cannot be tolerated.

It's just that why do I feel so sad, I like that wise and martial arts and resolute master! Now that the master has become like an energetic bear child, how should I face it?

The four barbarians with the ninefold strength of refining the body did not think as much as Alisat Arres thought, and they muttered and talked as they ran:

"The master's performance is so powerful, lying on the ground, there will automatically be sand covering him, and then the jade tablet and the incense will automatically emerge, how did the master conjure up?"

"The master can conjure so many cavalry, what is it to conjure this little thing?"

"Yes, I just don't know if the master can conjure food endlessly? If we can, we can follow the master for the rest of our lives without worrying about eating and drinking. ”

"Hey, then worship the master, why didn't the master invite him to play that game of whack-a-mole before, and didn't go along to play?"

"I'm so stupid, I must be a gopher who has been beaten so badly that a fool will play with it. Aren't you the same?"

"Hehe, the hero sees the same thing!"

"Huh, why is the leader crying?"

"Shhhhhhh ”

"Oh, yes. ”

Zhang Zhongjun didn't know what Elisat Alres was thinking, and when he saw that they were all running away, he naturally shifted his gaze to the big frog with a melancholy young style.

The big frog didn't even look at Zhang Zhongjun, and kept his paws swinging in the posture of looking into the distance and said, "Ni Xiangkai!

How come the big frogs are Zhang Zhongjun's elder brothers, if he really wants to keep his face, Zhang Zhongjun doesn't dare to do anything, so he pouted: "It's really boring, don't play with me." Let's go and help dig the pit. Then he ran to the iron rider who was spinning and digging sand.