Shit luck, absolute shit luck!

I don't know what kind of madness that golden crow smoked, he sealed his memory when he was dying, and he couldn't be resurrected, it was not a good thing at all, Hongmeng Silence knew it, and he extracted all his memories alive, how painful it was, it can be said that the pain Xiao Chen suffered just now definitely didn't extract one percent of all his memories!

Jin Crow did such a thing that was not beneficial and had to suffer, Xiao Chen got it, that's it, it's a curse or a blessing, no one in this era has the ability to absorb Jin Crow's memory, once swallowed, it is a dead end, but Xiao Chen, this kid, has Hou Yi's body, which is too disgusting. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shit luck, perverts, assholes, envy, jealousy, hatred... Hongmeng scolded fiercely in his heart, there is the natural enemy of Hou Yi's body, and there is still that kind of absolute fear in the memory of the Golden Crow, and he must shrink and not move, a giant dragon, because he is afraid that Hou Yi's body will be gnawed by little ants, this....

Hongmeng didn't know what to say, anyway, at this time, he really wanted to slash Xiao Chen with three hundred knives!

"You eat slowly, kill you!" Hongmeng spats viciously and shrinks back.

The heavens and the earth are still the same, Xiao Chen's sleep is three years, his territory has expanded twenty times, and the territory of 200,000 miles, if the old dean and others know, he will definitely be crowned king!

But Xiao Chen didn't have this mind when he was asleep, and the old dean didn't have this mind, and there was a madness outside, making all the high-level heads big. In this global war, Huaxia won one after another in other theaters, and together with Fallen Heaven, swallowed half of the territory of the American Federation and the British League in Eastern Europe, but in the Northern Heaven Theater, the entire army of Huaxia and Fallen Heaven shrank, and more than ninety percent of the territory was occupied.

This is not without reason, they are all one of the four major forces, and there is almost no difference in the strength of the two and two, the reason for this situation is that the United States Federation and the British Alliance of Eastern Europe have transferred some of the heavenly and small heavenly powerhouses to the Northern Heaven Theater, and in the Northern Heaven Theater, many small heavenly positions in China have been allocated to Xiao Chen, all in Ragnarok.

This weak and strong has created a huge gap in strength between the two sides, and the war, which should have been stalemate because of the small difference in strength, has undergone great changes, and the fierce battle has lasted for three years at once.

"What about the bastard? No news yet?" the old dean sweated anxiously.

The soldier who was standing bent down was also covered with cold sweat, he didn't dare to call Xiao Chen a stinky boy, that was Beitianhou, and this Beitianhou was definitely a ruthless person who ate meat and didn't spit out bones.

He wiped his sweat and carefully considered his words: "This, Lord Dean, Miss Red Sleeves said that Beitianhou is still in retreat and must not be disturbed. ”

"Who cares if he is in retreat?" the old dean was anxious: "I mean the god of beauty of love and freedom, that statue, do you know the statue!"

"This..."

"Tell me the truth!" said the old dean, furious.

The warrior took a deep breath and said bitterly: "Miss Red Sleeves said that it was Hou Ye's trophy, and Hou Ye didn't open his mouth, and no one was allowed to move." ”

Nima! The old dean was so angry that his face was flushed, and he grabbed a golden letter on the table and threw it on the ground, "Don't move, don't move! If you don't have to sit in the center, if you are not afraid that the United States and the British League of Eastern Europe will raid the old nest, Lao Tzu will immediately go over and snap two big-eared scrapers! The American Federation is already crazy, you give Lao Tzu a good look, what did they say!"

The soldier picked up the letter and spread it out carefully, it didn't matter what he saw, he forgot his breath, and his face turned pale.

The murderous aura also exploded.

I saw a sentence written on it in the words of the four major forces: hand over the beautiful god of love and freedom, otherwise the whole army will attack and slaughter the Beitian Theater.

This is a threat, this is persecution! The old dean transferred the small heavenly powerhouse in the Beitian War Zone to Xiao Chen, and he was already thinking carefully about himself, nothing else, it was a plan such as the upper and lower horses, and Tian Ji horse racing. He not only allocated a part of the small heavenly powerhouses in the Beitian Theater to Xiao Chen, but also transferred most of the heavenly powerhouses to other war zones, just to exchange the absolute superiority of other war zones with the stubborn defense of the Beitian War Zone.

This is not a loss, even if the Beitian War Zone loses ninety percent of its territory, and each of the other three war zones occupies half of it, that is, fifteen percent, and the extra sixty percent of the benefits are enough to make the whole world crazy.

As for what was lost in the Northern Sky War Zone, it was also very simple, as long as he used the beauty god of love and freedom as a bargaining chip, he believed that the American Federation would give in, but he knew very well the significance of this statue to the American Federation, just like the statue of freedom many years ago.

But he never expected Xiao Chen to retreat, at this critical juncture, Xiao Chen actually retreated, what kind of retreat?

What I didn't expect was that in Xiao Chen's retreat, those soldiers openly disobeyed the order and forbade him to touch the 'Hou Ye's things'?

The old dean's whole face is black, what should I do?

Si Yahui took the letter and put it on the table, comforting: "Don't worry, they don't dare." ”

"What if they dare?" The old dean didn't dare to take this risk, the Beitian War Zone, but there were tens of thousands of soldiers and tens of billions of people. What should I do, what should I do? The old dean was entangled, and at this time, a black shadow appeared out of thin air, and the murderous aura swept like a dragon, "What should I do?" Haha, whatever they want, as long as they dare to do the first year of junior high school, why don't we dare to do the fifteenth?"

"Ghost King of Bishan, do you want to?"

"I want to kill someone. The Ghost King of Bishan didn't care: "It's true that there are tens of billions of our clansmen in the Beitian War Zone, but the other three war zones have their tens of billions of people, and if they dare to move the Beitian War Zone, this king will dare to let the chickens and dogs in the East China Sea, the West Pole, and the South Wilderness three war zones not stay!"

"Are you crazy?" The old dean was startled, how many people must die here? The old lady Si Yahui, who has always been the only one who looks at the horse, has deep eyes at this time, as if she is thinking about something, and then nodded slightly, agreeing with the statement of the Ghost King of Pishan.

"Are you crazy too?" said the old dean wanted to cry.

Si Yahui sneered, "Old man, have you been a leader for a long time and forgot how we got up in the first place?" she narrowed her eyes and was murderous, "The four major forces in the world, hehe, it sounds good, but it's not the same as a small gang and a small faction in the background?

The Ghost King of Bishan laughed: "That's right, if they dare to kill people, we won't dare?" Kill and kill, after being calm for so long, sooner or later there will be a big killing, and the world will be reincarnated and the city will be replaced, this is the way it is." ”

The old dean Nie pursed his lips and was silent, they were all ruthless.

He was just about to nod his head in agreement, when the communication device rang, took a look, and coo~~ immediately swallowed saliva, and his mouth opened wide. (To be continued.) )