His expression was hideous, and his tone was solemn, and a strong murderous aura emanated with his cold words, echoing in the empty mountains. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The black dragons looked at each other, at a loss, and the scene suddenly became cold.

At this moment, the sound of "plopping and plopping" sounded, and several black dragons fell from the air in a trance, crashing into the snowdrift and rolling into a ball in a trembling state.

"They have a major suspicion, arrest them first!" The old black dragon pointed majestically with his hand, and He Jinshui and Xisai and other reborn black dragons made temporary cameo beaters, rushed up and tied their hands and feet with giant stainless steel shackles, and threw them all out of the dragons. Tears and snot flew from these poor fellows, and they all fell to their knees and could not move, and almost cried out loud, causing a wave of disdain among the people.

"Who else wants to turn themselves in, now is your last chance!" Shearer was shocked and embarrassed to find out that among the few guys he had captured was the one he usually thought was honest and trustworthy.

After he looked around and found that no one answered, the old black dragon continued: "Since no one will admit it, then I have to ask Lord Dragon God to adjudicate." Please rest assured, under the will of the dragon god, we will neither catch a good person by mistake nor let go of a bad person, please magic weapon!" As soon as the words fell, four reborn black dragon warriors walked up carrying a neat pile of tree branches, scattered in the clearing to form a pair like a hill, and then they covered it with a black cloth, revealing a hole in it.

"Is this a magic weapon?" almost all the black dragons were stunned, they looked at the piles of wooden sticks in front of them, as if they didn't want to believe their eyes, and they couldn't help but turn their heads and ears.

"I know what you're all thinking, this is a fine sycamore tree, it only matures once in a thousand years, it's really a treasure. "There is no sycamore tree on the Neo continent, and the name of this strange tree was told to the old black dragon by He Jinshui, the purpose is to suppress the other black dragons.

He waved his hand and said in an unquestioning tone: "Hmph, the dragon is doing it, the sky is watching!" The dragon god will make a fair judgment on each of us, and the sycamore tree, after bathing in his divine light, can sense the good and evil in the heart of every black dragon. As long as it is a guy who tries to betray the clan, the stick in their hand will automatically grow out. When everyone grabbed the sticks in their hands, everyone compared them to each other, and the longest ones were definitely the bad guys!"

Speaking of this, the old black dragon led the way to the pile of wooden sticks, took out one casually and pinched it in his hand, and then said loudly: "You follow, one for each person, take them all!" The voice fell, and all the black dragons looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and walked over together, and stretched out their claws to get the sticks.

Dragons are born with little sense of discipline and organization, so the scene is extremely chaotic. Due to the relatively short sticks, some of the black dragons fell to the ground without grasping them, and they bent down to pick them up, and some of them were so nervous that they even thought it was funny, and they giggled and laughed.

The old black dragon looked at them silently with a cold expression, and did not say a word the whole time. After careful observation, he found that all the black dragons had already taken the small wooden sticks, so he raised his right hand high, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then asked He Jinshui to step forward and take a wooden stick as well.

He cleared his throat and said loudly, "The dragon envoy's hand is a standard-length wooden stick, and all the black dragons are lined up. I accept the lateral quantity of adult. If the stick in your hand is the same length as his, it means that you can return your innocence. But if the long stick in your hand is going to grow somewhat, hum, then I'm sorry!" he gestured to He Jinshui with a gesture of please.

He Jinshui nodded, raised the small wooden stick high with his right hand, and then walked to the head of the row and began to compare them one by one. The black dragon, who was originally a little nervous, let out a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat and retreated, followed by the second one, no problem, and also retreated.

His movements were very fast, and he completed the comparison of hundreds of wooden sticks in a short time, and found that there was no problem with them, so he turned around, nodded towards Shearer and said, "Patriarch, your black dragon is fine, except for the two of them, it has not been tested!" As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the two deputy commanders of the guards next to the old black dragon, that is, Mendieta and Vincent.

The two of them glanced at each other, took a deep breath from each other, gritted their teeth and lifted the small wooden stick, and motioned for He Jinshui to come over and measure. If someone has sharp eyes, they will make these two guys' calves tremble at this time, and they seem to be very nervous.

The results of the comparison came out, and the wooden sticks in the hands of these two guys were the same length, but they were both shorter than those in He Jinshui's hands! The two of them opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen a ghost, first looked at the old black dragon, and then looked at the otaku with a strange smile, and suddenly had the consciousness of being deceived and deceived, and their whole bodies began to tremble.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the deputy commander of the personal guard who has been with Lao Tzu for hundreds of years turned out to be two two or five cubs! Hmph, what else do you two have to say now?" The old black dragon looked like he hated iron but not steel, pointed at them with a shudder, and gritted his teeth.

"Patriarch, don't be careful, here's the thing, listen to me!" Vincent waved his hands and slowly approached the old black dragon, as if to say something to him. Mendieta's chick nodded again and again as if it were pecking rice, and gradually came over.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed through their eyes, and their faces suddenly became hideous and terrifying! They roared in unison, and from the left and right sides, they grabbed Shearer's chest, gritted their teeth, and said, "Lord Ahsan, take you to say hello, and suffer death!"

Before the two of them could get close, they were stopped by He Jinshui and Xisai, who had already been on guard, with their palms left and right, and knocked them out casually. The two of them missed, flapped their wings and turned to leave, not dragging their feet at all.

"Take them down and tear them all to shreds!" the old black dragon gasped in his nose, and he was terrified. At this time, the black dragon warriors had not yet reacted, but the four reborn black dragons next to Cisse had already acted, they flapped their wings and flew out, and soon caught up with each other.

Vincent and Mendieta were originally masters of the guards, but they didn't even survive for a second under the siege of the other party, and they were in different places. He Jinshui keenly found that they seemed to have a set of combined attack techniques, and they used them in the battle to exert a combat power that 1+1 was far greater than 2.

Expressionlessly, they grabbed the heads of the two traitors, threw them at Shearer's feet, and retreated behind Cisse. The black dragon warriors were stunned with surprise when they saw that their faces were not panting and their hearts were not beating, as if they were eating, as if they had done a trivial thing, and they wondered in their hearts: "Where did the patriarch find these perverts, it's terrible!"

The old black dragon looked at the two heads on the ground hatefully, and stretched out his big feet to trample them to pieces. He was hit one after another in one day, and his beloved son was almost killed, and the violent anger in his heart had already been stimulated.

He raised his head indignantly and pointed at the other guards and said, "You few, hurry back to the clan and arrest their parents, wives and children, and don't let one go." Hmph, if you dare to betray the dragon clan, I will kill three generations!"

As a result, these guys blinked their eyes, looked at each other, and spread their palms together to make a distressed look. Hiller suddenly roared angrily: "Bastard, what are you still doing standing here, hurry up, can it be that you also want to rebel?"

These unlucky bastards waved their hands and said that they didn't mean it that way. A fellow leaned over and whispered in front of Shearer, "Have you forgotten the patriarch? They have been orphans without father and mother since childhood, and they don't even have a wife.

"It seems like that. The old black dragon patted his head suddenly, and then raised his head to look at the guy who reminded him, and suddenly felt that his eyebrows were clear and beautiful, and he looked very pleasing to the eye. So he patted him on the shoulder with his hand and said, "The guy is good, it seems that your name is Rick!"

"Patriarch, my name is Shrek, and I've been with you for decades" The named black dragon suddenly cried and laughed, pointed to another companion and said, "Rick is him, not me." ”

"I don't care if you're Rick or Shrek!" The old black dragon's face turned red, and he waved his hand and said: "Anyway, I think you kid is doing things very well, and you've been by my side for so long, and your heart can be learned!"

This unlucky guy who originally thought he had stepped on **** was suddenly overjoyed, and his heart was filled with a feeling of happiness, and he was about to go to heaven. As a result, before it could fly, it was recaptured by the old black dragon to the ground, looked into his eyes and said solemnly: "You bring a few other guards over, execute the few guys who were tied up before, and then put the black dragon warriors in order, no one is allowed to leave in advance, and you are not allowed to tell the story that Mendieta and the others are traitors, otherwise I will only ask you!"

He stroked his beard with a smile, thinking that the deputy commander he had personally drawn would take his words as a holy decree, and ran over to follow them. But the other party's face was bitter, and gradually turned into the color of pig liver, and he said with a smile: "Patriarch, let's lock them up first, don't jump to conclusions so quickly, okay?" I don't dare to say anything else, but my good brother, Hei San is really innocent!"

"Oh, you dare to disobey my orders?" Shearer's face suddenly fell, and he could squeeze out the water with depression, and he stared at the other party with a gloomy expression, and a superior momentum spontaneously appeared, making the deputy commander of the personal guard he had just appointed tremble.

But even so, this kid named Shrek began to have a broken calf and stomach, but he still looked at the other party with a firm expression, and said with a bitter face: "Patriarch Mingjian, he is really innocent! We didn't know what to eat before, and you came back when you were having diarrhea, so we all endured the pain and listened to your lecture." Hei San happens to be the fiercest one, as soon as you speak, he is in unbearable pain, and he faints all of a sudden, what a wrong!"

"Fuck you!" Shearer listened to the other man's nonsense, and immediately kicked him out in a rage, causing him to fall to his knees and unable to get up for a long time.

He glared at the other party angrily, looking like he was about to tear him apart, his chest rose and fell violently, and it took a while to calm down and point to the other party's nose and scold: "You lie guy, you dare to open your eyes and tell nonsense." Who doesn't know that our Black Dragon Clan is the darling of the Dragon God, with excellent physical and magical defense capabilities, and almost all poisons are invulnerable to natural characteristics, how can we have a bad stomach after eating any bullshit, you think we are cats and dogs, if you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I tore you apart!"

The old guy looked at the other party's frowns, bent over and looked a little trembling, and thought he was remorseful, so he raised his voice with his psoas muscles, and was about to make a roar KO to make him cry bitterly, but this unlucky guy actually pounced on the ground and couldn't move.

"Your acting skills are too bad, the timing of falling to the ground is not right, and the posture is not right, do it again!" The old black dragon's face was full of sarcasm, thinking that the other party's confession was faked, and when he was about to continue laughing at him, something strange happened.

In the open space not far away, the black dragon warriors who had been standing listlessly began to stagger, holding their stomachs in their hands one after another, like dominoes that had been pushed down. He didn't make a sound, and he passed out neatly.

The smile condensed on the old black dragon's mouth, and he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. There was not even a single standing clansman in front of him, and he fell into a dead silence. Except for the howling cold wind, not even the slightest sound could be heard.

"What's the situation?" he was startled and scratched his head in confusion. He Jinshui, Cisse and the others were also stunned, they looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out the situation at all.

"Let's see!" He Jinshui hurriedly ran over, picked up Shrek who fell to the ground, and was shocked to find that the temperature on his body was frighteningly high, his whole body was soft, and he could pinch it into the flesh with his hands, and the scales that were originally hard and iron began to festering and falling off, looking terminally ill. At this time, the black dragon's face was closed and motionless, and if it wasn't for some breathing, he would have thought that the other party was dead.

"This guy can't get the Rausch virus or something, right?" He Jinshui frowned and thought. He was in the state of a metal giant at this time, so he was naturally not afraid that the other party would infect him, so he casually touched the festering place of the wound and found that the blood seemed to be boiling, constantly tumbling and jumping, which looked extremely terrifying.

Then the otaku checked a few more guys and found that each other's symptoms were all the same. Just as his head was full of incredulous thoughts, Cisse's eyes suddenly widened in anger, and he pounded his chest and roared, "Yashan, this bastard, actually used this poison!" (To be continued.) )