"Okay, get some sleep! The uncle picked up the cloak and wrapped himself up, feeling very comfortable, so he lay down on the stone and fell asleep, and slowly fell asleep, I saw that I was also drunk, but I had nothing to wrap in, so I had to lie down in a random place and rest, and my eyes were closed unconsciously from time to time, so sleepy, sleepy I really couldn't bear the hardship

I lay down on the rock, stretched, touched the stone, slippery, and slept comfortably on it

The world in dreams is generally beautiful, but some people are not

A self-defeating man walks on the streets of the immeasurable area, he is drunk with the loss of his daughter, forgets himself because of the disrespect of this world, idles all day long, lives not to drink but to eat and sleep, no longer has the masculinity of the baptism of the sun, and the former sword is gone

And on the side of the road, out of a man wearing a sweatshirt and a hat, he took advantage of the situation to bring this uncle who had lost his mind into the alley, grabbed the uncle's neck, the anger in his hand circled in his hand, and some small flames attached to his arm, the flames were close to his eyes, only to see his confused eyes reveal the breath of a waste

"Okay! you're dead... Unexpectedly, the dignified user of the sword was defenseless, it was pointless to find the wrong person, garbage!" He put away the flames, and he didn't want to waste it on a person who had hatred but didn't work hard to achieve it, and was about to leave

Behind...

One incantation after another, his knife slowly appeared behind the sweater-clad flame man

"Okay! Since you're going to fight, I'll let you beat it!" he wiped his eyes, his eyes full of hatred

I saw that the energy of the chips behind the two people went straight to the sky, and it seemed that they wanted to play for real

The flames on the man in the sweatshirt burst out amazingly, some flames formed the shape of flowers, and some flames formed a weapon... But the flames that had been released were taken back by him and began to hit them with his bare hands

And on the opposite side of him, an uncle who had already finished reciting the knife mantra, the green tendons burst out, his eyes were open angrily, the wind was blowing and chanting the mantra, stepping on the clouds, turning into anger, but unfortunately, you can't turn this fire, a punch hit the body of the knife in the mind, instantly scorching, the temperature is extremely high, but the density of the knife is composed of dense spells, you can't melt, and suddenly the knife dissolves out of thin air, and the speed of his slashing is twice that of the flame burning through the fist, and the knife is slashed in the dead position

Pressing on the man in the sweatshirt step by step, the flames were nowhere to go under his slashing, then he raised his palm, and the whole palm suddenly emitted a bright light, and this bright light accompanied the flames and went straight to the knife

"Heh, boy, don't want to go out today!!I'm going to let you know what strength is!!" The words were sandwiched with a spell, emitting gas in the air, and this gas slowly formed a blade, relying on a single knife to use this gas, surrounded the sweatshirt man, a sharp knife in it, angrily slashed at the sweatshirt man, just when the sweatshirt man had no power to fight back, suddenly a cake appeared in this spell knife, this cake...