At this time, the wandering demon had just completed his task and came down from the furnace mountain in a leisurely manner, his face a little pale.

He's not a warlock with a talent for mental power, blood control is just his bloodline ability - and his mother's arithmetic isn't what he's good at!

Let's put it this way, half of the hunters in the wilderness can count the big sons who earn in their hands are considered five-star praise, and when the wandering demon took over the blast furnace work, he greeted the old man's grandmother on the spot, and the face of the blast furnace was wonderful.

But at least he has completed the task, and the wandering demon swears that he won't want to hear anything about numbers for at least three months, and the old shell hurts!

After he passed through the endless crowd of people, and was thinking about what this group of ordinary people were wandering around the street with nothing to do, he heard the roar of artillery fire from the west gate, which was also mixed with the shouts of the evolutionaries.

"Fog grass, it's a bad vegetable..."

"The Source Crystal Cannon doesn't seem to work against them anymore?"

"Those things are gathering together! Problematic! ”

"What are you doing, let the Warlock come back..."

Then, a mass of flesh and bones squirmed higher and higher, almost like a mountain, and soon the shape of deformed limbs and a head appeared, and black smoke came out of a mouth, but no roar reached the ears.

But the wandering demon immediately felt his brain dizzy, and couldn't help but be shocked,

"Grass, what is this? A bloody corpse more than 200 meters high?! ”

Then he rushed forward quickly.

...

Uncle Warlock was walking back with duck steps, intending to find some food to pad his stomach down the street—he hadn't been tossing all night, and he didn't want to go back to the city wall in the morning to drink another pot of muddy meat and vegetables.

Then a chaotic stream of consciousness roared, instantly covering the entire bright light.

If Liu Renjun's mental storm is like himself standing there and jumping to his feet and swearing foul language, then this stream of consciousness can be compared to 10,000 broken mouthed aunts who appeared at the same time and began to brush the streets.

The Warlock almost ran out of breath and crooked his nose - if he still had one.

I just cooked one and came again, and you guys are still dead and endless, aren't they?

...

As soon as the wandering demon arrived, he heard a "poof" sound around him, and then he saw a warlock with a ten-meter-high silver flame beauty on his head.

The warlock without the hood was still easy to recognize, and the wandering demon shook for a moment, and said with a smile,

"Warlock, you... Have you reached out with a full experience bar? ”

The sorcerer's nostrils spewed sparks,

"Old Tour... Why is your face so white? ”

When the wandering demon mentioned this, he felt that his stomach was full of fire,

"Don't mention it... Mad meets a snakeskin old bastard and uses people as cattle! ”

I believe that the blast furnace will jump to its feet and scold when it hears this: at most, Lao Tzu is using cattle as a human call!

Of course, perhaps the latter is worse than the former - the cow does not drink water and presses its head, and there may not be a cow that has to do math problems.

The warlock nodded approvingly, and then the two of them (emmmm, it should be two 'people', right?') Together, they looked at the pile of bloody corpses that were numbing to the scalp.

"It's a bit like the abomination of the old family—ah, it's noisy! Sick of it! ”

The Wanderer frowned,

"Noisy? I've always felt dizzy. ”

The warlock waved his hand like a fly,

"Why—it's like there's a million flies buzzing, buzzing, buzzing in your head, just..."

The wanderer pinched his chin,

"It's not easy to deal with such a big man, the recovery ability of the blood corpse is too strong."

The warlock also seemed a little embarrassed, just now he thought that the surnamed Liu was going to turn the tables, but now it seems that it has nothing to do with him at all, after a few mental shocks, I found that it was useless - this thing is simply a mess of condensation that has been combined and combined, and I don't know if it is too complicated or too chaotic, it seems to be immune to spiritual power, but it itself is always broadcasting mental interference with super power "all-channel broadcasting".

Not only can I feel it, but the entire evolutionary of Mingguang is affected by it, and the dizziness is light, and if it continues for a while, I am afraid that some mentally sensitive evolutionaries will have problems, such as loss of control, madness, confusion of thinking, and the distinction between friend and foe.

The wandering demon stared at the mass that had condensed into a human form, two hundred meters high, and was gradually growing eyeballs and a collection of blood corpses similar to "armor".

"I have a bad feeling."

The warlock looked at the familiar armor on the blood corpse aggregate,

"It has to be knocked out before it's done - it's too threatening."

Fighting is definitely going to be fought, and the key is how to fight.

Mingguang's high-level officials were also at a loss, what's the matter, obviously it was all blown into a puddle of rotten meat just now, is this going to heaven or what?!

In a moment, their order reached the ears of every evolutionary on the city walls.

Then, a large mass of dazzling, bloodline skills composed of various colors Hulala were covered with super giant blood corpses.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Whoa!"

All kinds of sounds were deafening, half of the body of the bloody corpse was almost completely blown into the shape of the layer of rolling paper on the butt of the fireworks, and the blood, muscle tissue, and bone fragments almost covered a radius of one kilometer, and many evolutionaries vomited directly - the smell was comparable to that of the eighty-two cellar Rexiang, and no one could stand it.

Neat stunned, no, how could such a big thing be fragile like this?

Soon, they found out they were wrong.

The blood, muscles, and bones, like maggots with claws, squirmed and jumped back into place, and the giant blood corpse formed faster.

"it."

"Useless?"

Even the warlock was terrified,

"Damn, the mental power has not been weakened at all, is it really useless? That's impossible! ”

"It works! I sensed something when it just exploded... Its strength has indeed weakened, but as the blood returns, it has replenished, which may be one of its weaknesses. ”

The wandering demon's eyes flashed with brilliance, and then he fell,

"If this guy is a hundred times smaller... I might have a way... But..."

"Boom!"

The giant blood corpse suddenly moved, and with just one punch, the west gate of the second wall completely turned into a deep pit.

The evolutionaries swarmed up, and the Source Crystal Cannon began to roar.

The warlock dodged the splashing debris,

"What's the solution?"

The wandering demon spreads his hands,

"Old business, fight for blood strips, exchange my blood for its blood, and seal it directly to another dimension... But this thing's size... I think it's better to be exempt..."

The soul fire in the warlock's eye socket flashed, and this was not a solution.

He knows a little bit about the bloodline ability of the wandering demon, and everyone in the entire base city knows it - no matter how high your rank is, as long as you can't kill this one in one move, he has the ability to die with you, which can be understood as a one-to-one exchange of blood, ignoring the body's recovery ability and not allowing the red bottle.

The warlock coughed,

"What if someone brushes your blood?"

His tone was a little resentful, there were some things that he was destined not to enjoy, so he could only watch them.

"You mean to let me drink Lin Chou's pig blood soup? No, the replenishment speed can't keep up at all! ”

"Oh? So, you can cheat. ”

The wandering demon rolled his eyes directly,

"It's also my own bloodline ability, okay!"

The warlock snapped his fingers,

"Ah~"

"What's wrong..."

"Why did we get here all of a sudden..."

"Uncle, uncle, uncle, warlock!!"

Two cars, more than a dozen girls, it is the Jiang family's "we can't pull up the corpse, the Jiang family is responsible for holding a memorial service for you" nurse group.

Luckily, the parts of the girls who had been packaged by the Warlock's Phantom Transfiguration were still alive.

The wandering demon looked busy, hesitant and serious,

"Brother breast, you are not a human being, you may not know, looking at the girl can only make the blood surge - it can't directly increase the hematopoietic function!"

The warlock said to the nurse with a grin,

"Will you brush the treatment? The expenses for the event will be reimbursed by me, and the payment will be made in gold! ”

The little girl in the wet nurse group was stunned and trembling.

Well, the origin of the gold in the hands of the warlock uncle is well known, and it was "taken" from the scientific research institute and the Jiang family's treasury!

The timid girl almost cried in fright, and whimpered,

"Please... Don't come near me... Don't touch us... We can do whatever you say..."

(The word "touch" here should only mean "touch", right?) ）

The little girl saw it very openly, this has to be put on someone else's body, an evolutionary who is more powerful than the sixth order, not to mention "touching", even "touching" is willing, unlocking a few new poses is completely ojbk, but if it is "touched" by a warlock, what happened within the range of the demonic purple calamity aura can still be vividly remembered!

A group of little girls retreated again and again, nodding their heads like chickens pecking rice, for fear that the warlock uncle would misunderstand something.

The warlock said to the wanderer,

"Look, the blood bank is done."

The wandering demon glanced at the nurse group, as if the idea was still a bit reliable?

But there were one hundred and eighty turns in his mind, and he said suspiciously,

"You... I guess I'm not playing with some bad idea..."

The relationship between the two is not good enough to this extent!

Uncle Warlock suddenly took a step forward and pointed to his cuffs,

"Well, ahem... Can the blood of the exchanged corpse be packed here? ”

At the same time, the ten-meter Silver Flame Beauty above the Warlock's head suddenly bent down and stared at the Wandering Demon with silky eyes.

The two giant peaks, which were almost half the diameter of the Wandering Demon and a little more than half the height, were shaking and shaking—

"Stop, stop..."

The wandering demon took two steps back, gasped a few times, and looked a straight man of steel with a dignified face,

"Friend, if you have something to say, please respect yourself!"

“...”

The warlock was inexplicable, and then he noticed that there was a vivid emoji on his head, and he couldn't help but sigh sadly - at the same time, the expression of the ten-meter silver flame beauty turned into a touching sadness and Xizi's heart-wrenching gloom, which was heart-wrenching.

The goosebumps all over the wandering demon rose, and the hairs stood on end like a steel needle array,

"Give! I'll give! As long as it's a different space, it's okay to put it anywhere! ”

...

Since learning the news that Liu Renjun was taken down, Zhao Ziyu's mouth has been pouting so much that he can hang a soy sauce bottle, and anyone can see these words from that little jade face - this baby is unhappy!

Huang Dashan suddenly thought, could it be that Zhao Ziyu, the little guy, appeared here to solve Liu Renjun?

This idea was immediately pinched and thrown away, no matter how you think about it, Zhao Qingcang's old guy is almost here, and Zi Yuke has only awakened for a few days.

In general, everyone really thinks that Zhao Ziyu is still a baby, and it is normal for the baby to be unhappy from time to time.

Like now, like ... A while.

By the time Zhao Ziyu found that the leader of the back row was carrying a huge marching iron pot to send warmth, it was too late, and it would definitely be too late to run now, and the fool knew what he was going to do - so a little face changed from "this baby is unhappy" to "this baby is so bitter that it drips bile".

The two armies are facing each other... emmmm...

Human-beast confrontation... emmmm...

Forget it, it's not quite appropriate.

In short, when this kind of blood flow is drifting, any little detail will be magnified countless times, don't look at Zhao Ziyu is the direct descendant of Zhao Lao Gray, the most unreasonable guy in Quan Mingguang, but there are some things that he also has to pay special attention to.

For example, if he runs away at this time, I am afraid that tomorrow the rumors in the base city about "the young master of the Zhao family observed the beast tide, and was so frightened by the food in the army that he turned around and ran" will fly all over the sky.

It sounds like a pin-and-needle thing, but it's often the little things that make people think of more.

Well?

Why don't you eat what everyone eats?

Too pampered, right?

What qualifications do the descendants of the Zhao family who can't stand this bit of suffering have...

Etcetera.

It's easy to say and not to hear, and people are like tigers.

Zhao Ziyu took a big bowl of the mixture of exotic beast meat, wild vegetables and soil with a serious face, and the leader of the gang saw that Zhao Ziyu was familiar, and specially added half a piece of meat and a spoonful of soup, Zhao Ziyu showed eight teeth and smiled stiffly,

"Thank you, big brother."

"Well, when the little guy grows up, eat more, watch more, and run away if he can't beat it—and, I think you're a little familiar?"

Zhao Ziyu's face is too small, he looks like an eleven or twelve-year-old child (in fact, he is also this age), these logistics people are ordinary people, I didn't expect that he was also an "evolutionary adult", and I thought that it was a guy who brought his own child to play, so his tone was a little casual.

Among them, there are sharp-eyed ones, and they immediately pulled this guy,

"Silence, this is Young Master Zhao Jiaziyu, don't blame the little young master, blind his dog eyes!"

Zhao Ziyu didn't say much,

"Well, go ahead, there's still someone waiting..."

The two of them left as if they were chilling, muttering as they walked,

"Oh my god... This is the young master Ziyu of the Zhao family? You're too young, aren't you? I heard that it was the official awakened last year? ”

"That's not... Tell you to pay more attention to your daily life, and carve these faces that can't be offended in the base city into your mind, how can you..."

"Hi... It's not like you don't know... I'm blind..."

Zhao Ziyu looked at the side, Wei Tianxing Mountain Master was still there, and the forgiveness basin, Sikong and others who were still there just now had long since disappeared.

Young Master Zhao almost bit his silver teeth in one mouthful,

"The surname of Si... You're cheating me again... Ahhh ”

From time to time, someone greeted him from afar with a subtle expression,

"Yo, Young Master Xiao Zhao is here~"

Zhao Ziyu pulled pieces of meat and wild vegetables into his mouth, filling his cheeks and hamsters, and after swallowing it, he showed a sunny youthful smiling face towards the city wall - only there was a little sticky yellow mud lump on the middle front teeth that was a little dazzling.

Many evolutionaries saw it in their eyes and laughed one after another,

"Yo, the little guy has a good amount of food, and he can fight!"

"That's good."

"Huh~ Do you want to have another bowl?"

(Ps, two million words sprinkled with flowers, ha!) ）