I saw that the silly wood had a smooth lower body, no longer any cover, a smooth and tight lower abdomen, a hilly grave at the root of the thighs, a black and black forest, and an infinite ravine and ravine. ？！！！！！！！.......！！！！.......

Not!!!

Nothing!!

That damn thing!!

Silly Wood.......

Anyone with a little bit of knowledge in that area can tell at a glance that Silly Wood is a real woman who can't be real anymore!

Huang Qi's six thin lines of perception, which had been stretched to the extreme, suddenly lost control, flashed slightly, like an arrow off the string, extremely fast, and shot towards the stupid wood that still maintained a straddle posture, instantly submerged into his body and disappeared, in a panic, two scattered in the air, three shot on the torso limbs, and there was no response.

The last thin line of perception remained, and as soon as it sank into the head of the stupid wood, the stupid wood suddenly let out a loud scream, the pain was earth-shattering, his eyes turned white, his body was weak, and his thick and tall body swayed slightly, and he sat down heavily.

"The cauldron is over!"

"Oh my God!

Huang Qi's soul and thick braids shouted almost at the same time, and a cold sweat broke out on the two of them almost at the same time, and their eyes were dumbfounded, looking at the sudden coma of the stupid wood, and the direction in which they sat down.

What the thick braid thinks about is that with such a stout body as stupid wood, coupled with sitting heavily from a high place, if you sit in an empty place or sit in the middle of the red, you are only afraid...... Sit a little more away, and the bones are ...... Click.

Huang Qi thought more complicatedly, while secretly surprised and glad that Silly Wood was a woman, he was even more worried that Silly Wood happened to really hit his gun, and he really ......

The water of the Huangpu River can't wash the birds......

Love Dahlia who is just about to live and die, his heart is full of Dahlia's beautiful shadow, he really can't accept another woman, just pure ** contact and don't want to, now the innocent and pitiful want to string a stupid woman who knows at a glance, or a stupid woman with five big and three thick, ** can't be seen, and only two big and frightening scars on her chest.

What will I do in the future?!!

You can't just burn it, burn it, eat it, and wipe your mouth, although this stupid woman can see that her movements are extremely skillful, and she is definitely not the first time she has done such a thing, and she shouldn't care, but ...... He cares.

The two were stunned.......

The sound of the silly wood was already puffy, sitting on the yellow lap, the hill and the grave narrowly brushed his proud things, but the black fluffy hair could no longer be avoided, like a thin and soft hair rubbing down the east and east, the tall and strong body shook and fell backwards.

The high-spirited thing under Huang's body was already rubbed by the gun, and this soft wipe of fine hair was undoubtedly the last fire, and he straightened down, and a stream of white milky liquid shot out, and shot at the face of the stupid wood that was about to fall, and several drops also shot into the mouth of the stupid wood.

This......

That's what it is......

The legendary Yan/Baa !!......

Huang Qi stared blankly at the sticky puddle on the face of the silly wood, which was meandering down, and couldn't help but be full of black lines, and there were a few nonsensical words in his heart.

It's so weird to be just like this for no reason!

What's that like?!

There is no smell at all!

There is only a depressed taste!

What's important is that I finally cummed, and finally shot on this black and strong woman with five big and three thick, tangled, aggrieved, **silk......! I've always liked white water.

The iron-horned bull monster screamed, and hurriedly went to inspect the stupid wood's injury, compared to Huang Qi's amazing shot, he was more concerned about the stupid wood's fainting without warning, probing his nose and listening to his heartbeat for a while, and finally determined that the stupid wood was just unconscious and had no other injuries, so he relaxed a little, and casually covered the stupid wood with the intervening animal skin, and raised his hand to scratch his head suspiciously, remembering the milky liquid stained when his fingers probed his nose, and there was a strange smell in his nose, and he was busy smearing it on the stupid wood's face, and grinding it on the ground for a while.

Huang Qi has long recovered from a sluggish state, and the depression of being tortured by the two of them has long been thrown away for nine days, and the inner entanglement of the self just now has also been released, after all, although he was abused by the two of them, he still took a great advantage, and even took revenge on buke/, what is there to resent and complain, although it ...... The object of the bukkake is really not much.

What's more, he vaguely guessed that the intentions of the two were to save themselves, and they did not hesitate to use the help of **, although this method is really a bit shocking, if you can move the birds, they will be frightened and retracted, but think about the real concern on the faces of the two, the silly wood did not hesitate to decisively, and there was a faint sense of gratitude and admiration in his heart, and he had a lot more good feelings for the heroic and straightforward Sumerians.

These slight emotions were overshadowed by the surprise brought by the strength of perception in the blink of an eye, and the might of Fang Cai's own little brother was forgotten aside.

The more he thought about it, the more miraculous he felt, and the use of perception became more faintly enlightened, and his heart was filled with joy, and he thought nothing else, and devoted himself to studying this ability, which only existed in Sumerian legends.

The Ironhorn looked at the two unconscious people on the ground, and had a headache, and then looked at the sky that had become a little darker, with a worried look on his face, and did not dare to hesitate any longer, and picked up the last items left by the dahlia. A bulging animal skin pocket, I was faintly curious, I didn't know what was in the dahlia pocket, but I remembered that this was the last relic of Dahliia, and I should have wanted to give it to the big black bird, sighed lightly, put the flowers into the animal skin bag, tied the bag firmly and tightly around my waist, and stood up.

"Rest in peace, Sumerian warriors, my dear, dahlia, your valor, those who remain will never forget, may the great and omnipotent god of light, Apollos, bless you and guide you to the tomb of Agnus in ancient glory. ”

The Ironhorn looked into the air and muttered.

Huang Qi, who was fully studying perception, noticed the words of the ironhorn ox, stopped, took a deep look at the empty void, and then looked at the animal skin bag that had been put into the dahlia, and did not speak, quietly closed his eyes again, and once again devoted himself to the perception of perception.

The ironhorn ox had a slight look of sadness and nostalgia on his face, and in an instant it was replaced by perseverance, leaning over and picking up the two of them one by one, the silly wood on his shoulders, and the yellow lifting on his arms, crawling out of the huge round pit, slightly identifying the next direction, and striding towards the west.

The mountain breeze was blowing, and the sky was getting darker and darker, and the desolate and boundless earth was covered with a layer of dark gray.

The worry on the face of the Iron Horn became stronger and stronger, and as he ran, he recognized the direction from time to time, and the two of them who were carrying the heavy load ran faster and faster, but they no longer cared about the danger of the Whirring Plains, and ran with all their might.

After running for about five or six miles, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stopped, and walked towards a bare beast skeleton on the right side.

This is an ordinary orderless medium-sized monster skeleton in the wasteland, at a glance, the white skeleton is not very strange, the ironhorn approached, probe looked at the monster's forehead skull, only to see, a small pattern, a small circle the size of a ring, with a straight line attached to it, carved into the skull.

The small patterns are simple and powerful, and they are the same signs he left behind, and they are common guiding marks for Sumerian hunting parties.

The number of hunting teams of each Sumerian team is generally fixed at ten, and his team is also the same ten people, the same as Dahlia's team, the same five experienced old hunting team members plus five young members who have not won the name of warriors, all the hunting teams of the Sumerians this time, the purpose of coming out is the same, all to train and test the new hunting members, and the hunting income is secondary.

Now the guiding pattern is still there, but there is no reply from the team members below.

Usually the team members who catch up will add a short vertical line to the pattern, representing the same team of personnel to make up, and now the pattern remains the same, obviously the team members behind did not catch up here.

The anxiety and worry on the face of the iron horn cow was even stronger, he was on the way this time, he suddenly found that the monsters had changed, and they rushed to this side in groups, faintly aiming at the location of the Dahlia team, and couldn't help but get up in a hurry, and hurriedly told the five new junior team members to catch up slowly, and then brought the other four old team members and hurried to the rescue.

Now, only he and Silly Mu are left of the five veteran members, and all the Dahlia team except for Huang Qi are all wiped out, if the five new young members of his team have another accident, he really has no shame to face the grief of the clan, and he has no shame to face the kind and wise high priest who is full of expectations for himself.

Something must have happened!

The Ironhorn's heart was beating hard, and despite the fatigue of his body, he bit his thick lip, tightened his shoulders and upper arms, and once again galloped away with all his strength in the direction from which he had come.

Shallow slopes skim by the side, dwarf shrubs cross, and clumps of low groves pass through......

A guiding pattern, unchanged......

The two guiding patterns remain unchanged......

The three guiding patterns remain unchanged......

The light in the sky was dimming a little, and it was almost dusk.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart was happy, he was already able to see his five new team members from a distance, nearly three hundred meters in front of him...... Immediately afterward, his heart tensed again.

Because he found that on a small dirt slope on a slightly higher ground, these five new young team members, holding animal teeth and javelins and animal skin shields, nervously formed a small circle, and the formation of this circle often meant all-out defense.

What was it that made them so nervous? It was a powerful monster? Impossible, the powerful and weak monsters almost all went to the side of the Dahlia Huangqi, and he and the stupid wood barely encountered many attacks along the way.

What is it?

His gaze suddenly tightened, and he saw in front of the five new members of the regimental defense, and at a distance of nearly fifty or sixty meters, a strange monster was crouching on the ground, making a vague and strange cry at the five new team members.

After a closer look, I realized that this was not a monster at all, but two humans with long hair all over their bodies, long gray hair reaching to their waists, and a strange-shaped monster skull on their heads.

The two strange men, one kneeling forward with his head held high, and the other clinging to the back, also with his head held high, both of them shaking violently at the same time, let out a high-pitched and strange roar from their mouths.

This roar......

Sounds so weird?......

Seems familiar....... seems to hear it often?

What was the sound? I couldn't remember it for a while.

The strange thing is that the new members of the hunting team are trembling slightly in the face of the enemy, and the javelin shield is trembling.

Fear of trembling without a fight?!

What a shame for the Sumerian warriors!!

When the Sumerian warriors faced danger, the first requirement was bravery, the second was still bravery, the third and fourth were bravery!!

For these teenagers who have undergone cruel and harsh training since childhood, the first time they have received training from the clan in their lives, the first thing they face is the test of courage, and those who cannot pass it are not qualified to receive training at all, let alone become the reserve of warriors, they will only become the object of ridicule of everyone in the clan.

It's one thing to beat it or not!

It's another thing to be afraid not to fight!

How can you be afraid of being like this?

I really can't figure it out?

Well?!!!

The Ironhorn looked at the two strange men clinging to each other, and suddenly his heart moved, and he remembered the evil and ferocious legend of another human race in the Wuthering Plains.

Worship orcs!!

Heartbeat!!