"Hahaha, Brother Zhao, you can be regarded as back! You have made a lot of noise in Fenglin City, by the way, where was the big demon entrenched in the city led by you? What else, who is the mother-in-law you sent earlier? How do I look familiar?"

When Zhao Yan made a second trip and picked up Wanwan to Baimu Cliff, Yan Guying, who was already about to explode his curiosity, immediately came up and asked repeatedly.

Zhao Yan got off the horse, first complimented Princess Chilong with good words, and after successfully photographing the horses, he briefly told his adventures for a day and night.

"Wow, such an interesting thing, my brother and I didn't even have a chance to experience it, it's just ...... It is...... It's just unpleasant! Brother Zhao, next time you don't take Wanwan girl, take my brother and I will go down the mountain for a while!"

Yan Guying scratched his ears and cheeks when he listened, he didn't have a chance to make up for such a lively scene, it was simply an unbearable burden in life for him.

"Is this...... Again. ”

Zhao Yan gave an ambiguous answer, Yan Guying's three major swords were fierce, but after all, it was still not very reliable.

Besides, with big men running around to fight monsters and upgrades, where is there any fun for men and women to match * Tim Xiang?

Teaming up is such a thing, and it is indeed indispensable to be able to fight and dare to fight brothers, but girls are even more indispensable, right?

"Don't say it again next time, I'll give you a word now, Brother Zhao!"

Yan Guying tried to pull and pull with Zhao Yan, but unfortunately he accidentally annoyed Princess Chilong, so he was not wary of Princess Chilong's hooves again.

Fortunately, this time, Princess Chilong showed mercy under her hooves, and did not kick Yan Guying off the Baimu Cliff, but casually kicked Zhang Yuanyuan.

"His grandmother is big-breasted, although my brother and I are not a famous horse lover, you can't humiliate my brother like this, don't blame me...... I ......"

Yan Guying, who was about to get up with a gray face, stared at Princess Chilong with fire-breathing eyes and raised his long-handled broadsword, but after staring at it for seven or eight seconds, Yan Guying consciously threw away the knife voluntarily, revealing a face full of fascination and confusion: "Beautiful, really beautiful! Such a miraculous BMW, if you can ride it once in this life, it will be worth dying immediately." ”

Come on, this guy is hopeless.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but want to cover his face, Yan Guying was simply insulting his identity as a peerless national warrior.

"Or, Zhao Gongzi, next time you go down the mountain, you will take Yan Daxia for a trip? Anyway, within three or five days, there shouldn't be any big problems......

Wanwan was beside Zhao Yan, whispering like this.

"But the problem is that this matter doesn't matter if Young Master Ben said it. ”

Zhao Yan shrugged his shoulders.

Just like Zhao Yan said, he doesn't say anything about this, the relationship between him and Princess Chilong is not a master-slave relationship, at most they are good friends with common interests.

Speaking of which, this thing is simply a typical example of a misstep into a thousand years of hatred.

Why was Young Master Ben so fascinated at that time, and he didn't even blink his eyes much, and then got on Princess Chilong's thief ship?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Yan looked at Yan Lone Eagle's eyes again, and involuntarily changed.

Seriously calculated, Yan Lone Eagle's current unbearable appearance is not the real projection of Zhao Yan when he first met Princess Chilong on the beach of Grass Lake a few days ago?

The real husband who is heroic and dry really has no resistance to BMW and beauty.

Zhao Erlang was undisciplined in his heart, and he gave himself 24k full real gold.

Fortunately, there was a personal servant of Old Man Fan, who hurried over to ask Zhao Yan to take a trip, saying that Old Man Fan had something important to discuss.

Isn't it just a matter of being in the same breath as Jiuxiumen, this young master is just an outsider, you can't talk about it yourself, isn't it, and it doesn't make sense to pull me in......

Zhao Erlang felt like a mirror in his heart, but he still gave Old Man Fan enough face, and pulled Wanwan and walked quickly in the direction of Fanjiazhuang.

As for the Red Dragon Princess...... It's free time.

"Oh, that's funny. ”

Princess Red Dragon looked around, she seemed to have found something interesting from the ordinary people who had peeked at Zhao Yan from those ordinary people who had avoided the road and left a straight path for Zhao Yan, and all of them had revered and envious eyes.

Looking at the bottom of the Baimu Cliff again, the besieging zombies who were completely in and out because of their own two in and one out, the Red Dragon Princess Tian Chiyu seemed to have some plans, so she shook off her four hooves and jumped off the cliff along the path that she had already walked, like the most agile gazelle.

"Hey, hey, don't go! Wait, take me, ahhhh

The drooling Yan Lone Eagle finally reacted, and tried to move the Red Dragon Princess with the most affectionate voice, but unfortunately the Red Dragon Princess, who did not look back, left the poor one-armed Yan Daxia with a heartbroken back.

If at this moment, put a big eagle next to Yan Lone Eagle, then he can perfectly interpret the gloomy one-armed man Yang Guo.

I was supposed to have my heart and the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch, and this situation can be recalled, but it was already ......

If Zhu Tu Daxia can compose poems, most of them will come out with such a good poem that can be recited through the ages, in order to prove that he is very hurt and careful.

But it's a pity that Yan Guying can't read a few baskets of big characters, where can he make poems that have been recited through the ages?

Therefore, after a few minutes of gloom, Yan Lone Eagle quickly regained his strength.

"His grandmother has a chicken thigh, once born and twice cooked, even if it can't be done three times or four times, it will be able to ride after five or six times! Hey, last time I kicked Lao Tzu off the white wood cliff, this time I just kicked it far away when I was ripe, and when I came back next time, I shouldn't kick the sycophant, right? hehe...... What was Lao Tzu thinking just now, there is obviously a lot to be done in this matter!"

The more he thought about it, the more joyful Yan Guying became, poked his head out and looked at the bottom of the white wood cliff, but where he could still see the red dragon princess who came and went like the wind?

"Little ones, keep your eyes open, Lao Tzu has to listen to what Old Man Fan is discussing!

Yan Guying shouted loudly, and his mouth was full of indecent swearing, but the second wave of unity soldiers who were doing guard work with swords, guns, swords, and halberds were very fond of Yan Guying's set, and they responded loudly, and the zombies under the mountain raised their heads one by one, and looked at the top of the white wood cliff with red godless eyes.

"Look at your mother, I'll send you to the earth tomorrow!"

There was a young solidarity soldier who was no more than fifteen years old at most, and he spit down to the bottom of the Baimu Cliff with a mouthful of thick phlegm, and he had enough reason to hate the zombies under the mountain, because his father was a member of the first wave of Unity Soldiers, and the day before yesterday, Old Man Fan was defeated, and his father, who went down the cliff to fight together, never came back.

"Erzhuzi, be clever tomorrow, your family will be planted by you, you can't let your old Liu family become extinct here. ”

Next to the young solidarity soldier, there were not a few gray-haired teeth left in his mouth, not to mention the elderly solidarity soldier who was fifty-four or five-year-old, whispered to the junior solidarity soldier.

"Uncle Feng, if you don't even fight to avenge the murder of your father and mother, is that still a person?"

The young solidarity soldier named Liu Erzhu is obviously different from the elderly solidarity soldier Uncle Feng, at least the outlook on life is very different.

As if to show his heart, Liu Erzhu tightly held the seven-foot-long knife issued to him.

Of course, maybe at this moment, only this cold seven-foot long knife that can kill people can bring Liu Erzhu a little sense of security.

This kid is actually very scared in his heart.

"Hey—"

Uncle Feng, an elderly solidarity soldier who understood that even if he said more, Liu Erzhu would definitely not listen, sighed and didn't say more, he just looked at the zombies under the white wood cliff with a complicated expression, those who had no thoughts of their own, and were only chasing the carnivorous zombies like hungry wolves.

These zombies, where are our enemies, they were originally the same as us, the township party who has lived on this land for generations!

Uncle Feng raised his head and looked at Fenglin City, which had turned part of the city into ruins after Zhao Yan's wreath.

The real enemies are there.

And looking at Fenglin City, Uncle Feng couldn't help but think of the huge movement made by Zhao Gongzi, who had just come back last night, as if the earth dragon had turned over.

The roar of the angry demon like a thunderous sound even entered Uncle Feng's dream last night, causing him to wake up from his sleep in extreme fear.

But just now, he heard Zhao Gongzi riding a big red horse with a big beauty, saying that the big demon who made him almost scared in his dream was dead, and there was not even a scum left.

And along with the *, there was also a great demon in another city......

Uncle Feng is also dozens of years old, and he can feel how respectable Zhao Gongzi, who undertells the story, was worthy of respect for the act of pinning his head to the waistband of his trousers last night and killing the two big demons with a trick.

This kind of behavior is what a real hero does!

When he was secretly thinking about it like this, Uncle Feng didn't know that in Fanjiazhuang, the meeting between Old Man Fan and Jiang Xiuying, the visiting "plenipotentiary envoy" representing Jiuxiumen, had entered the most critical issue of mutual support.

Zhao Yan had already taken Wanwan's hand and walked to the door of the living room.

But at this moment, above the blue sky, there was a sudden dragon groan, an angry dragon groan.

Zhao Yan was sure that the decision was the voice of the dragon's groan.

Therefore, Zhao Yan quickly raised his head and looked at the sky.

It's just that there is nothing in the blue sky except for a few white clouds.

Then, a second dragon groan, but it sounded again.

That voice was full of incomparable anger and incomparable ...... Afraid. rs

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