"Damn, you want to eat me, so close to me!"

When he opened his eyes, a huge wolf head occupied his entire line of sight.

He leaned back his neck and pushed Erha's head a little farther away.

Just now, when they got closer, they were about to have a cross-racial kiss.

This is the second time!

Isn't it possible that every time you enter the system in front of this cargo in the future, you will have to bear the danger of being kissed!

"Fuss, there's a ghost in my heart, woo. ”

Erha glanced at Wang Yun disdainfully, took two steps back, and found a comfortable position to lie down, "You fell asleep again just now?" ”

"No, practice. In the future, you want to get used to the state that I am like this. Also, don't make it close, it's so close. ”

Wang Yun glared at the other party, and the intermittent way of speaking was enough to express his fear of losing his first kiss.

"Whew, whew. Erha's response was also not to be outdone.

It's just that in the next moment, Wang Yun's momentum has changed greatly.

An unspeakable evil and burning aura came from him, this aura was not strong, but there was a feeling of extreme evil, Erha stood up in an instant, and looked at the other party vigilantly.

"It's fine. ”

Under the influence of this breath, Wang Yun even had a hint of evil in his voice.

In just a while, Wang Yun's momentum was restrained, and the whole person returned to normal.

"Okay, look at you, didn't I say it, I'm practicing, you have to get used to it. ”

Looking at Erha's vigilant look, Wang Yun said with a smile.

This smile really comes from the heart!

In the possession time just now, he really realized what it means to be really fragrant.

The weakest first-class soldier of a hellish race, coupled with that ugly appearance, had already made Wang Yun hopeless about this possession, but he didn't expect that in the short time that he was possessed just now, the result actually made him overjoyed and tasted a real fragrance.

All this, without him, is Magog's skill, and at the moment when Magog possessed him, he saw a series of fireballs among the skills that could be selected!

Fireball, this is a well-known and well-known skill!

Not to mention the effect, its cool effect alone is enough to make most people's hearts yearn for it. Let's ask, who doesn't have a scene in their dream about shooting a pleasure?

You don't, you don't need to see an andrologist, you need to see a psychiatrist......

Beaded fireball, every man's dream!

As early as when he first came into contact with the Fire Spirit Technique, he had been constantly inquiring about how many Fire Spirit Tricks this Lianzhu Fireball, known as the "Fireball Machine Gun", would be a few grades of Fire Spirit Technique.

However, the way it is, the more you look forward to it, the easier it is to be disappointed, and the fireball will not exist at all.

This made him feel very sorry for a while, such a brilliant skill could not be reproduced in this world.

Unexpectedly, the beaded fireball that he had been thinking about came in this way, and he had a chance to master it!

"Magog! I love you to death!"

What tails, what horns, what about inhumans? You don't need much reason to love someone.

Wang Yun's smile became more and more wanton, making Erha, who was still wondering about his evil aura just now, shudder, and quietly moved a few steps into the distance.

"Lianzhu fireball, I don't know which lucky one can be lucky enough to taste it. Wang Yun ignored Erha's dislike of him, and was still immersed in his world.

"It's a pity that I forgot to say the invocation before turning, otherwise, I might have been able to draw my ideal result - a game character that would awaken me to a new aura. Forget it, Magog is not bad, when he was possessed, he had a deeper understanding of fire, and using up his possession time is estimated to make my understanding of fire aura go further. ”

After that, Wang Yun closed his eyes and really fell into the cultivation.

A few hours later.

Wang Yun slowly withdrew from the state of cultivation, his whole person was in high spirits, and the joy on his face could not be concealed.

Around, in various wooden houses, classmates have also woken up from sleep and started a new day.

Among them, Huang Zhongling and others are the same.

"Did you sleep well?"

Wang Yun asked with concern.

It's just that it's hard to say whether this concern is said to everyone or to Huang Zhongling alone.

"Not bad, brother. ”

"It's back to its best. ”

"Cool, Brother Yun. ”

"Well, little luck. ”

"Haha, full of energy, Brother Wang Yun. ”

The responses of friends are varied, but there is nothing more than a good state.

"That's good, I'm just finished my practice, so I'm going to prepare some food for you. ”

After a few pleasantries, Wang Yun got up and prepared to get some food for them.

That's when it happened.

Erha, who was lying not far from Wang Yun's side, suddenly turned from lying on his stomach to standing upright, and he looked in the direction of the Cangsheng tribe, his eyes were solemn.

After a while, his hair rose even more, and he kept growling.

"What's wrong? ”

Wang Yun felt a stirring in his heart and said in a deep voice.

"Do you smell anything? ”

Erha twitched his nose and responded.

"No, no. Wait! What does this smell like?"

As soon as Wang Yun opened his mouth, suddenly, the taste that broke into his nose cut off his original words and turned them into a voice of surprise.

"It stinks. ”

"What does it smell like?"

"No, I'm going to throw up. ”

Slowly, not only the friends around them smelled this smell, but also the classmates in the entire camp also smelled this disgusting smell.

"The grave is over. Whew. ”

Erha's face darkened completely, and at this time, he knew that the thing he didn't want to believe in his heart had happened.

"Grave finish?"

These two words shocked Wang Yun and the others, for them, at this moment, there was a word that had emerged from the bottom of their hearts, and turned into a cloud of despair, instantly shrouded in their hearts.

Grave!

Thousands of miles of tombs, thousands of miles of stench.

Grave!

The mortal enemy of the living, the source of fear.

The previous sentence describes the strength of the other party.

The latter sentence describes the horror of the other party.

"Disperse!"

On the watchtower, Zhao Zhihe shouted towards the entire camp, and the hoarse sound spread throughout the camp in an instant.

"Quick! Spread around! Don't go in the direction of the Cangsheng tribe! It's a grave!"

Wang Yun's face turned red in an instant, and he shouted hoarsely.

Two voices hung over the camp one after another, and continued to hover in the sky, echoing in everyone's ears.

By this time, the stench had become more and more intense.

"Grave!?"

"Grave!?Born as the grave of the four grades?"

"Oulian Mountain, how can there be a grave!?"

"Oh my God! What are you running for! I smell the grave, how can I run away?"

"No, I don't want to be a dry grave, I've just embarked on the path of the spirit!"

All of a sudden, all kinds of voices appeared in all corners of the camp, and the owners of the voices, representing different emotions, constantly collided with other emotions in the camp, and became more and more gray.

"Don't fucking argue!I'll stop him!Hurry up! Hurry up! If you want to die, continue to complain here!Why did the school palace raise you bunch of shit!"

During the time that everyone was acting as a headless fly, Wang Yun had already taken a few steps up and down, climbed the watchtower close to the Cangsheng tribe, and with the help of the power of the wind, he shrouded the camp with all his best shouts!

In the camp, more than 1,000 students, no matter what they were doing, stopped their panicked actions at this moment, and looked at Wang Yun who was standing on a high place not far away with an eager face.

In their minds, in vain, there was the figure that led them out when they were in trouble not long ago, facing the boundless herd. The figure was so tall and dazzling, and it swept away their despair. Now, the figure returned, overlapping with the figure on the watchtower, reflecting into their hearts, turning into a beam of light, sweeping away the darkness in their hearts.

At this moment, the hope of life triumphs over all. Although a beast named "Despair" still lingered in their eyes, the thirst for life had flickered in their eyes, and the frequency became more and more urgent.

For a time, the dust was flying.

The crowd stopped trembling and walked towards the surroundings.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yun slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, how many can live, it's a few.

However, his relief did not last for a while, and was replaced by a helpless look, "You guys, want to stay?"

This sentence is exactly what he said to his friends under the watchtower, as well as to the students who are at the forefront of the strength of each spirit palace.

"What did you say before? ”

Under the watchtower, Huang Zhongling raised his head and smiled like a flower.

There was silence for a moment.

"This time, we're all in this together. ”

On the watchtower, Wang Yun lowered his head, warm as jade.

At this time, from his point of view, the Cangsheng tribe had been infected black.

"You dare!"

Zhao Zhihe had already come to Wang Yun's side and scolded in the distance.

What responded to him was the crowd that poured out from the Cangsheng tribe.

At the forefront were the only hundred spirits in the tribe.

At this moment, they carried the children on their backs and ran wildly towards the camp. The state of tearing eyes is like trying to eat people.

Behind these people, there was the expressionless man who wanted to attack Wang Yun before.

Behind him were thousands of young men who were strong and vigorous, and who were the backbone of the tribe.

This long dragon was mighty, but it couldn't hide its panic and swam towards Wang Yun.

At the end of the long dragon, when the figure of a man stepped out of the gate of Jinfang, the gate, under the gaze of Wang Yun and others, fell violently and cut off the long dragon.

This fall is the eternal separation of heaven and man.

Inside, there are also two thousand young people who will have time to come out in the future, as well as all the remaining old and weak, and of course, there is also Li Weigong, who is called a yin and yang person by Wang Yun.

"Let go of the door!

Zhao Zhihe's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he was crazy, shouting wildly at the tribe in the distance, and the figure he wanted to run towards the tribe was pinned in place by Wang Yun and Zhang Wenyu, one left and one right.

"Do you want to take the escapees with you?"

Wang Yun's voice came from the Nine Shadows, and the evil and scorching aura emanating from his body made Zhao Zhihe much more sober.

"Why? Why... Why ......"

Zhao Zhihe kept muttering.

"Grave, just fight to the death!"

Wang Yun lit a fire in his right hand and shot towards the sky.

"Fight to the death!"

Behind him, everyone's voices exploded!