As night fell, when Blackbeard pulled the little barking donkey to a branch road on Shenghui Street, the little barking donkey suddenly snorted a few times in a low voice. Two bronze hats walked side by side from the opposite side, they stared at Blackbeard, and with great vigilance, they pulled out the police stick tied to their belts: "Hey, what are you doing here?"

It must be said that the secret guards of the imperial capital are a group of people who are extremely conscientious, and they have an outstanding sense of smell. Blackbeard is not a serious character at first glance, and although he is dressed the same as a wealthy lord, which wealthy lord would lead a donkey to walk on the street?

Although Blackbeard's wide-brimmed cylindrical hat made of silk is worth dozens of gold coins, although all the clothes on his body are expensive silk products, and his bearing and demeanor are like a real nobleman, there will be no nobleman leading a donkey to wander around Shenghui Street!

But before the two brass hats could grab Blackbeard and torture him, a distorted black shadow suddenly flashed out from behind them.

A large paw covered with thick black hair gently slapped the back of the two of them on the back of their heads, and the helmets of the two copper hats were dented, and the two of them foamed at the ground without snorting.

Blackbeard glanced at the brass hat that had fallen to the ground, and with a slight lift of his toes, a wide round lid flew into the air, and Blackbeard grabbed the donkey and rushed into the sewers with a cracking sound. The half-foot-thick iron lid fell back into place, but it didn't make a sound.

All around, there was a strange sound of Suosuo, and countless bright stars in the sky sprinkled hazy starlight over Berelli in the night. The shadows of the flowers, trees, and buildings near the manhole cover shook at the same time, and hazy shadows continued to pour into the pit well, which led to the sewer, and these shadows flashed away, and all kinds of strange figures could be vaguely seen inside.

In the wide lower tunnel, Blackbeard carried the little donkey and galloped forward quickly. The sewer system at Berelli is designed so well that when a stream of living water is introduced at the source of the sewer, the whole sewer is flushed, so the smell is not unpleasant. Blackbeard breathed deeply, rushed forward more than ten meters with each step, and kept running forward in the direction pointed out by the donkey.

Less than twenty meters behind Blackbeard, a thick shadow rolled forward at a rapid pace. Wherever this shadow passed, it seemed as if it had been swallowed up by them, leaving behind only the deepest, most evil darkness. In this shadow, a strong ox-like body, sharp claws, and huge wings can be faintly seen.

In just a dozen breaths, Blackbeard had been running forward for three miles, he suddenly stopped his wild pace, he listened attentively to a nearby movement, and suddenly let out a low tiger roar, and his back slammed into a wall behind him.

The two-meter-thick wall of large stone bricks shattered silently, and Blackbeard lay down like a hungry tiger waking up from a grass nest and rushed to the main waterway next door. His figure swept through the air, bringing up a large cloud of dust, like a dark cloud rushing forward.

Aunt Lily had already suffered twenty-seven wounds on her body, and those white-armored carvers were not afraid of death, they were blessed with the divine power of life, and ordinary injuries had no effect on them. They struck quickly and ruthlessly, and Aunt Rao was wearing heavy armor on her body, and she was still hit hard by them several times.

Panting, Aunt Lily was being forced to stagger back, and Leo had already shot all the crossbow arrows in their hands, and their arrows only killed the three Yamild eggs who were accidentally shot in the face, and everyone else used their life force to disperse the poison. Leo stood behind Aunt Lily with his axe in hand, gritting his teeth and waiting for the best opportunity for him to rush out.

In the middle of this place is a river of wastewater, and on both sides is a sidewalk no more than two meters wide, and Aunt Lily has blocked a passage so tightly that Leo has no room for him to rush forward.

When Blackbeard rushed to the main pipeline, he just saw Aunt Liding being pierced in the left shoulder at a moment, and Aunt Lily screamed and smashed her fist on her wound, the hot flame scorched the wound, burning the wound to a bloody blur, but just stopped the bleeding. There was a smell of burnt meat in the air, and there were more than two dozen wounds like this on Aunt Lily's body.

"Hmph!" Blackbeard didn't say a word, and he quietly rushed up from behind the group of white-armored swordsmen. His fists seemed to smash lightly into the back of the hearts of the two white-armored swordsmen, and the potential power exploded like a torrent, and the bodies of the two white-armored carvers shook, and suddenly stiffened in place.

A large amount of blood flowed down from the cracks in their armor, and along with the blood spurted out a large amount of minced meat sauce. Blackbeard's punch was extremely domineering, and he simply shook the upper body of the two of them into meat sauce, which was several times finer than the meat sauce made with a meat grinder.

Not to mention the blessing of the divine power of the Temple of Life, unless it is the goddess of life herself, no one can save these two unlucky people.

Without waiting for the two of them to hit the ground, Blackbeard pounced forward again, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the heads of the two white-armored swordsmen, and gently spit forward with his palm, and the big head and their helmet were like watermelons under the iron hooves, "snapping" and exploding into powder pounds.

Originally, Blackbeard could kill at least a dozen white-armored swordsmen with such a sneak attack, but when he shot just now, he threw the donkey out, and the evil donkey turned over in the air lightly, and then stood on the ground deftly.

The two rows of big white teeth bared and smiled, and the donkey roared at the top of his voice: "Hey, you dogs, I'll your uncle! Blackbeard retracted his hand and roared angrily, "You damn donkey!

Because of Blackbeard's sudden attack, the attack of the white-armored swordsman suddenly slowed down, and in the sewage river on the side, a black smoke rushed up, and a sharp arc-shaped sword light roared into the array of the white-armored swordsmen. Thirty-six times in the snap of a finger, the arc of the knife appeared, accompanied by a terrible howl. Twelve white-armored carvers were beheaded with a single sword, and twenty-four had their arms cut off.

The blow weakened the enemy's combat effectiveness by three percent, and Baal's assassination was once again effective. But the white-armored carver deserves to be the elite of the elite, and in the face of Baal's surprise attack, there are still three people who reacted, they recited the prayer of the gods, and a strong golden divine light flashed around them, and dozens of swords were continuously slashed towards Baal, whose body was twisted. Baal's body trembled like a leaf in a storm, and his body was stabbed in and out again and again by the sword, and in that moment he was stabbed at least seventeen.

When he landed, Barr stumbled and fell headlong at Aunt Lily's feet. But he still had the strength to raise his head and tug at the corners of his mouth with a smile on Blackbeard: "Master, you can be regarded as coming! If you don't come, we'll all be finished!"

Blackbeard just smiled lowly, and a large black shadow suddenly poured out of the large crater behind him where the wall had been knocked open, like a legendary passage connecting the world and hell. The speed of these shadows was so fast, they instantly surrounded the remaining nearly eighty white-armored carvers.

There was a loud 'poof' sound, and a pitch-black, non-reflective stabbing sword pierced a white-armored swordsman's chest hundreds of times in a row, directly stabbing his chest into a sieve. A black shadow condensed beside the white-armored swordsman, and a handsome young man with a pair of black wings on his back greedily sucked on the face of the dying white-armored carver, and a distorted figure was sucked out of the swordsman's seven orifices and quickly sank into the young man's mouth.

'Ji Pan' laughed a few times, and the young man with black wings bowed slightly to Blackbeard, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

A distorted shadow of the sun quickly poured out of the ground beneath the feet of the two white-armored creators, and with a low roar, a stout man with a huge spider on the lower half of his body flashed out of the black shadow. The man had four thick arms, and he picked up a huge machete with sharp teeth, and slashed down like Aunt Lily bullying green peppers in the kitchen, and the two white-armored creators were chopped to pieces with a miserable howl. The spider man giggled a few times, and the fat tail of his lower body curled, and a thumb-thick spider silk shot out and stuck to the face of an unlucky white-armored swordsman. A shadow flashed behind the sergeant, and a strange girl with a translucent body that could clearly be seen with a beating miserable green heart embedded in her heart burst out of the shadow.

The beautiful girl opened her small mouth, and two white little tiger teeth kissed gently on the neck of the frightened swordsman whose face was sealed. Sucking gently, like a peerless concubine gently sucking the delicious juice on the fresh lychee, the girl used the most elegant demeanor to suck the blood of the swordsman's whole body clean. With a lovely smile and a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, the girl waved gratefully to the spider man, and then suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

In another place, a stout man stepped on seven or eight decapitated swordsmen like a battlefield commander drinking wine, and he raised the severed heads and drank the blood, laughing heartily.

Behind him, there were two pairs of huge bat wings swinging lightly, and the black wings were densely covered with blood-colored strange lines.

Blackbeard stood not far away with his hands in his hands, squinting his eyes and coldly giving orders.

"Eat dry and wipe clean, don't leave a single hair. If you can't eat cleanly, take it back and smoke it and dry it as a supper. Don't get bloody and leave a handle on people!"

He looked up at the top of the sewer and let out a low sigh.

"How could a law-abiding citizen of the empire like me know you...... Uh, what about the enemy of humanity?"

The pig's head is adjusting the work and rest time, adjusting the time of day and night back

I went to bed a little early last night, so there was no update in the early morning

Let's change the face at noon!

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