The current Zhou Zhongmou is relatively unlucky, his first goal when he came in was to be the guy named Tyr, and by the way, he killed some nobles and the like, but he didn't expect that after being hot-headed, all these targets were lost, and it turned into a battle with the holy weapon warriors of the Royal Knights. The question now is what to do when both the North and the South evacuate Sarajevo? Although this guy has not paid attention to the royal knights and the knights of the guards, there are already two more powerful guys - one of them has the fire magic that gives him a headache, and the other can compete with his strength and speed head-on. If there was only one of them, Zhou Zhongmou wouldn't feel that it was too troublesome, but the words of the two of them would be very annoying-not to mention that he could feel that there were two more such guys! If the four of them were on the same page, "I think eighty percent would kneel!" Now Zhou Zhongmou has been able to control some of the strength and reason after the Saiyan ox transformation after experiencing several transformations and Saiyan oxification, so he can still take this into account in the fierce battle now- This also shows that the guy on the other side who put Wushuang can't put much pressure on Zhou Zhongmou.

Now Zhou Zhongmou was also looking for a direction to retreat while fighting, and he moved the place of battle towards the city wall, intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that the bastard of the flames noticed it, but Zhou Zhongmou's subsequent continuous explosion of fighting spirit and thunder and lightning made this guy's actions stop-"These guys are still quite sober, and they understand that it is the best choice for me to run away in this situation." "Zhou Zhongmou has already seen the thoughts of the master of Farah Flame, and if Zhou Zhongmou must be killed in this situation, the four holy weapon warriors cannot guarantee that there will be no casualties among them. And when the civil war had already broken out. They don't want that to happen at this time of the year.

So in this case. Zhou Zhongmou finally broke away from Sarajevo before His Excellency the Battle Frenzy Sword Saint had time to return. The creature used a continuous blast of thunder to turn the surroundings into a sea of flames and lightning, and then took the opportunity to spread his wings and run. Zhou Zhongmou, who landed on the ground, lifted his transformation, but a sleek man still couldn't go directly to Misha, "Hell! I knew I should have taken some clothes!" As a result, this guy transformed again, flew to the battlefield outside the city full of dead people and began to strip clothes. By this time both sides of the battlefield had disengaged, each receiving its own leader and moving away, and both sides had garrison forts near Sarajevo - although these forts had been abandoned much in the intervening decades. For now, they should review what they have gained and lost, and then strategize against each other in other places.

And on the battlefield, a lot of corpses were abandoned. Basically, it was the bodies of the poor mercenaries who had accepted the hire, and the bodies of the soldiers on both sides had been recovered by their respective units, and the bodies of the mercenaries were left unattended. Now the great beast breathed in the bloody air, and tossed the fallen mercenaries to see if they could find some suitable clothes—and in the distance there were peasants, who had come to make a fortune from the dead, but they would also bury the poor men. It's just that now that the huge beast Zhou Zhongmou is here, these farmers don't dare to come over at all. The whispers of the guys were clearly heard by Zhou Zhongmou's bull ears: "Say I'm looking for fat human flesh? Do I look like that? Damn! It does look like that!" The guy laughed at himself, and then found what he needed - "Poor mercenary, take the whole family with you" He grabbed a piece of cloth from a cart dumped by the side of a dead unlucky bastard. And flew away high. At this time, Zhou Zhongmou saw the peasant uncles rushing up and began to touch the corpses

After this transformation, Zhou Zhongmou wrapped the cloth around his body, and then relied on his memory to find the place where Misha was put down at that time. Sure enough, the woman was still sitting and waiting. When she saw Zhou Zhongmou's somewhat wolf appearance, even though her brows were still sad, she still laughed. "By the way, it's good to have a smile. Keep the good things in your heart, and know that each of us lives in the memories of others. Zhou Zhongmou, who had a fierce face, relieved a few words with an ugly smile, "Next time I want to see if there is any suitable armor or clothes or something, it's too bad to run naked after every transformation." If I continue like this, I'll soon go bankrupt hahaha. And if there is a woman when I am transformed and reinstated, won't I lose money?"

The clumsy joke caused Misha to giggle, and then the laughter turned to crying—"It's good to be able to cry at last." Zhou Zhongmou let out a sigh of relief, said something in his heart, and then he walked to the side and took out the dry food and began to gnaw it, he didn't go over to comfort Misha, although it was likely that there would be benefits, but he just couldn't go over, "When will I return to Earth? I can't do without this." "He has his own troubles, but it's not just a matter of Misha's broken family.

However, Zhou Zhongmou has always been an optimistic person, and the education on the earth tells others to look forward, and there are really few things that a person can change, and so on, the chicken soup for the soul is poured down, and soon this guy relaxes his worries. And Misha, who did not have Zhou Zhongmou to comfort, gradually stopped crying, and Zhou Zhongmou also had the idea that a person's own pain sometimes has to be borne by himself, and the comfort of others may not be a good thing. The guy tore off a piece of dry food, "Have you eaten it?" and then threw it directly at Misha, and the precise power control made the piece of dry food fall accurately on Misha's knee.

This atmosphere made Zhou Zhongmou feel a little uncomfortable, and soon he stood up and stepped aside, looking around from the high hill. "If I want revenge, I think I still have a lot of chances!" the thought swirled in his mind, but another sense of urgency also occupied his mind - the question of how to return to Earth was what he was thinking, and the people of Earth were well-informed, so their minds were much more chaotic than those of this world, and there were several thoughts on them. The current problem is that the civil war has begun, and Zhou Zhongmou understands that he can definitely find an opportunity, "Although I hate the bloodline theory, but the first problem at the moment is to be that kid! Of course, if there is a chance at that time, I must definitely make that group of bloodline guys unlucky! Otherwise, it will be too late......!"