The wind, fire, ice and rain are intertwined in the chic forest, the cold and heat occupy in turn, and the contest of the four man-made forces of nature indicates that this war belongs to them!

They are not the cause of this war, nor are they the initiators, but they are worthy protagonists, thousands of eyes look at them, cheer for them, fight for them, and die for them!

In the battle of these four forces, it is difficult for them to distinguish the winners and losers, and the checks and balances of each other are not even expected by themselves. It was destined to be a fierce battle, and death could not end it, only time could do it, but time would sometimes lose patience.

The fierce battle lasted from morning to mid-afternoon, with corpses strewn all over the field, trees in ruins, and rivers of blood. Under the influence of the scorching sun, as well as the wind, fire, ice and rain, several very strange smells spread in the forest, the strongest of which was the lingering smell of blood, as if in a house that had just been painted with blood!

But they are still fighting, and in this bloody space there is only killing! Whether this war is ignorant, just, or inhumane, it must be baptized in blood! This may be the essence of war, the essence of human nature!

Now, of course, this essence and nature is gone.

The maple man is a lone phoenix and the monster man is mediocre!

The maple tree is gorgeous, murderous! The flower is flat with orchid flower branches, and the light fragrance attracts butterflies!

This is one of the highlights of this scuffle.

And how they came together and became opponents is unknown, maybe it was random, maybe it was a hostile magnetic attraction, maybe it was just not pleasing to each other, of course this is not the point, the important thing is that their collision may be sparkling, or it can only be just eggs and stones. Regardless of the outcome, their duels are always interesting, as can be seen from the look in their eyes: Dufeng's eyes are bloody, but they are extremely sharp, and the standard throwing knife eyes are a cold monster at first glance, while Hua Pingping is much gentle, a kind of standard dandy cynicism, with mockery, pride, and an unbearable sissy as if he had it in her throat!

Eye contact before a battle is very interesting, at least more convenient, direct and civilized than swearing, and only they understand each other.

Maybe it's because of their eyes that they "attract" each other, if it's the opposite sex, they will immediately fall in love, and the same sex will immediately go into battle!

No matter what kind of contest it is, it starts with the eyes, even if it is a blind man, his "ignorance" will not make the opponent very uncomfortable?

In the midst of this eye fight, they all swished

A large piece of maple leaves flew out like a flying knife, and like a large piece of colorful clouds, fast as the wind, towards the flowers and Pingping's key points!

Leaves of the Maple Wind

Hua Pingping still had a mocking face, as if he didn't take it seriously at all, just covered the orchid on his head with his hand, as if it was his at that time, and then, "jingle bell" made a chaotic sound, and the maple leaves hit his hard and smooth skin, which did not hurt his ** at all, but it was a pity that he spent a lot of money to buy this brand-name clothes, covering and cutting his ** and making him feel heartache It has been opened a hundred holes, just like a group of birds with their mouths open to insects!

"You dead maple tree, quickly pay me for my clothes!"

A breath of orchid fragrance came to the nostrils, and layers of illusions kept getting closer and then swept towards Dufeng like a storm, but in this fragrance there was an infinite gentleness of murder!

Orchid can also kill?

Maybe it's unbelievable, but it exists.

But this orchid is not poisonous, and the "murderer" of the murderer is not it, but a phantom!

Isn't it even more ridiculous that phantoms can kill?

Not ridiculous, the opinion of outsiders at that time.

It's called "Orchid's Dream", and it sounds like a poem written by a young girl, it may be a good poem, but it's definitely not a good dream!

Dufeng thought it was a misty incense or something, but when he thought so, the invisible fragrance had invaded his respiratory system, and then interfered with his mental system, and the illusion came one after another: this is a field, full of wild flowers, but there is only one kind of orchid! The white orchids are swaying in the breeze, wave after wave, the fragrance is also wave after wave, the fragrance is pleasant, attracting bees and butterflies, and it is easy to make people reverie, just imagine, in such a place full of wild flowers, bring a girl here to confess to her, she has no reason not to agree, and then you can do whatever you want!

It's tempting, like a plump beauty in tulle running wild in the rain, which is not only eye-catching, but she may also be followed by a large group of naked men!

A person like Dufeng, who is as cold as water, should be indifferent to this, and even disgusting to vomit, but why did his eyes become so confused and infatuated? Does everyone have or have had an innocent and romantic fantasy in their hearts?

It's just a field of flowers, is it really that charming?

He wandered in the meantime, as if he had returned to the fantasy time of his youth, the time when he still had dreams, but he never returned, but today it was like a rushing stream, drowning him as if it was a kind of happiness to be drowned for no reason!

He was amazed that he had such a thought!

There are more than just flowers here.

Suddenly, several beautiful maidens appeared in the sea of flowers, and they bloomed like flowers, but they were much more beautiful than flowers. There is no comparison between women and flowers, flowers are beautiful, women have the charm of women, and sows have the charm of sows, so why can't we compare sows to flowers? If we really want to make an analogy, then we can only compare flowers to beautiful women, because they are simply beautiful!

The girls were slim, their white dresses dancing in the wind, and they still had a faint smile on their faces, just like the fragrance of the flowers. They looked like sisters, and although they were of different beauty, they revealed an unexpected unity, and why did they smile at him?

He shouldn't have thought too much, because he was a tree man, and they were just ordinary human beings, why was this harmony getting stronger and stronger? Reproductive isolation should have separated him from them, but now ** was running wild in his body like a wild horse, and he had already believed in the reins! This was like fire, which could not be wrapped in paper, let alone lust!

They smiled sweeter as if they understood what he was thinking.

They surrounded him, and then there were a few "clicks", and they tore their skirts and showed them to him: snow-white skin, plump, slender and energetic waist, cocked fat buttocks, slender legs. And of course, their sweet smiles!

This smile turned into laughter, like the sound of wind chimes, and it sounded like a cheerful little tune! They held hands and surrounded him, and raised their legs in a sloppy manner, and turned like a campfire dance!

Brilliant sea of flowers, charming maidens, beating, flying long hair, one and one legs, and comfortable laughter! In it, even the most hard-hearted person can hold the fire burning in his heart!

"Are you happy?"

"You're happy"

"You're happy"

“......”

They asked compulsively, as if to imply something.

What does that imply?

They stopped, looked at him quietly, and waited for his answer.

What did it imply? He didn't seem to know the answer.

Suddenly, they had an extra sword in their hands, and in an instant, they stabbed at him, and the sword light bloomed like a flower!

And at this moment, Hua Pingping's sword also struck, stabbing at Dufeng's heart, and he was completely lost in the illusion!

Whoosh

Several vines flew out from between the maple leaves, knocked away the sword of Hua Pingping, and entangled him, pulling him suddenly!

Hua Pingping's heart was pierced by a snow-white knife, and he looked at Dufeng's eyes as sharp as a knife, and at the moment of death, he was not afraid of anything, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood while also spitting out a few words: "How are you?"

How do you crack the illusion? Of course, this is what Hua Pingping wanted to ask, but he couldn't get any answer before he died. Who is in front of Dufeng, but the people in the back are clear, because Dufeng has a knife stuck in his back!

Of course, this is what she inserted herself, and to deal with illusion, she must make herself conscious, and the sore spot is the best weapon!

Xue Dao could have sat comfortably in the carriage, and he thought that the small chic forest could be leveled in less than an hour, and he didn't need to drink wine for such trivial things, and enjoying this bloody scene was like enjoying an opera. However, before the hour came, he was a little restless, not so much because he didn't appear as smoothly as he imagined, but because his blood was boiling and he couldn't bear it!

Yes, there is no one-sided situation in the current form, and the strength of the two sides is deadlocked, and it will be a stalemate for a long time. He was in a hurry, not because of the piles of corpses and rivers of blood, he didn't care about it at all, nor did he want to turn things around and develop in a favorable direction, he was impatient to plunge into this killing, because his nature was to kill, and he liked to kill nothing more than that!

When nature and interests are like-minded, a man will do a great job in this regard! Killing, of course, he will do a very good job. He has killed countless people, he has seen the expressions of all dead people, and he likes to see the expressions of dead people. Even at the age of eleven, he began to kill people: he was born into a family of eunuchs, and once a maid accidentally broke his wooden horse toy, he stabbed her twelve times! Then, when he grew up a little and became a soldier, he killed even more people. Killing so many people, it stands to reason that he should have been numb, but every time he kills, it feels like it is the first time, and this eternal freshness is his motivation and makes him feel satisfied.

For a person like him, it is better to let him die if he is suffocated in a carriage! He is no longer as casual as he was many years ago, and although he is not casual can be regarded as indiscriminate killing of innocents, although killing is his preference, isn't it more interesting to pick people to kill? Killing people should not be casual like picking women, no matter how strong he is, picking a bad one may affect his bells, sexual well-being and sexual orientation with serious consequences! He does not want to change his preference for killing.

Which one would he choose to be killed? No doubt, who else would this person be but the old dragon? He might not kill only one, and in the current situation, the old dragon was the first in line.

To capture the thief is to capture the king first, to kill the snake to cut off the head, and to cut the grass to the roots...... In fact, this is all about the same truth: the point.

Of course, the old dragon is the focus of the dashing forest, and without him, the dashing forest will lose its balance!

Of course, the old dragon also understands this truth. He made his way towards the carriage, but there were too many people standing in his way, and it took a little time.

If Xue Dao dies, it means the end of this war, or the temporary end, everyone understands this truth, but it will take a lot of hard work to make it a reality.

The old dragon is working hard.

It is easy for two people with the same idea to come together, especially enemies, who are more direct and quick than lovers and siblings.

Soon, the people in their way either fell or flashed to the side.

Xue Dao smiled slyly: "Look around, the corpses are piled up like a mountain of blood, and it is miserable, is this the result you want?"

The old dragon said angrily: "It's mostly because of you!"

"Really?" Xue Dao laughed, "Things have to be considered in many ways."

"For example?"

"For example, you call those people out"

"We will never hand it over!"

"Is it worth it to die more for a few?"

"It's not just for a few people's sake"

"What else?"

The old dragon said excitedly: "For justice, for the dignity of the chic forest!"

Xue Dao sneered: "This is indeed a very grand reason, it sounds like an angelic hymn! This is not in line with the theme of the times and the direction of development"

The old dragon roared: "Justice and dignity are needed in any era!"

"Well said!" Xue Dao clapped his palms and said, "However, it makes no sense to say this in the Demon Domain and the entire Demon World......"

The old dragon said: "It is because of the lack that it is needed!"

"Someone like you...... It should be called 'paranoia'," Xue Dao stroked his long hair, thinking about the meaning of the word.

"Say whatever you want!" said the old dragon, "Anyway, today's 'paranoia', for the sake of justice and dignity, is to eradicate your demon!"

Xue Dao sneered: "Don't say that you are so great, the great people in the world never say that they are great! Not to mention that even if you kill me, can you change the world?"

The old dragon sneered: "You haven't died, how do you know that you can't!"

"Okay, I'll give you such a chance today!" Xue Dao showed his snow leopard glaive knife as bright as the moon, cold as snow, moving like a leopard, very domineering, murderous and snowy, shining after countless blood baptisms, it is definitely a strange big knife!

The "Hyogo" of the trunk of the second dinosaur suddenly opened, and there was already an extra knife on the seven tree vines, and there were many tree vines that were doing wave-like movements For the tree people, the rattan is their hands, and they have a lot of hands!

This showdown, no matter who wins or loses, is bound to affect the development direction of the entire war!

"Oh well. Xue Dao sighed and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"