Poor Ling Ling was forcibly detained by the bandits of the Fenghua family, and he had to act as a tour guide from time to time.

Not to mention the success of not participating in a game, I stayed in the soil for a few days, and I feel good when I think about it.

As for this young master of myrrh, what about him...... It was delivered to the door by itself.

I lost Fenghua's sense and left, but when I came out, I found that Fenghua and his idol were gone. However, I only found Mo Crimson.

Without waiting for a few people to speak, he took the initiative to help stabilize the physical condition at the beginning of the month.

Then it didn't take long for him to successfully mix up to the upper echelons where he could bully Ling Ling together.

There is a common existence that can be ravaged and bullied to the fullest, and it is always easy for people to become familiar with it.

No, the top is killing all sides, so they are very relieved to leave the myrrh below, and while watching the beginning of the month, they care about where the idol has gone.

Why, idols seem to have disappeared?

Endless monsters, just like can't be killed, even if they can be one to two, one to ten, one to hundred, but when thousands of people swarm, the pile can pile people to death.

"I, really, just want to keep a low profile and get some treasures and leave." Looking at the monster that couldn't be killed, he pounced on the sky and the sun, and sighed slowly.

Then his eyes flashed, so that he couldn't send a message to a few people.

In a moment, the few people who were originally only slightly blocked attacked more sharply, and the outbreak of complete instant killing was completely opposite to the situation of being slaughtered in the audience.

Although the people in the audience were able to move at this time and make a slight resistance, they could only ensure that they would die later.

And the strength of these teenagers is so terrifying.

The outbursts made people always inadvertently wander in the battle, looking at the teenagers in all directions among the thousands of troops.

Dugu Lianyi is still simple and rude, with a single spear, he can sweep in all directions.

With a high lion roar, the snow-white male lion shook off countless monsters.

He was like an invincible general, who blasted open everywhere he went.

Yan Xi flicked with his ten fingers, and it was beautiful like playing the piano. But if you look closely, you will find that a transparent silk thread is wrapped around each finger.

It was like a web that hung on every monster in her sight.

Hook your hands and grab them hard.

In an instant, countless severed heads and stumps scattered from the sky turned into a black rain of blood, which was shocking.

The silk threads fused with the power of light are the nightmare of these abyssal demons!

Compared with Dugu Lianyi and Yan Xi, Fengshangqing seems to have become more leisurely after getting the news from Fenghua.

Wander around these monsters, holding a three-inch-tall miniature fashion in your hand. As if on purpose, he focused on all the monsters around him.

Then, slowly, he threw the mini fashion into the air.

Airplanes! ~

The mini fashion clothes in mid-air fluttered and danced, but every time they turned, a team of undead appeared.

The undead and immortal, while fighting, devouring these dark forces, the more they fight, the stronger they become.

Everyone has their own unique way of fighting, although poor Xiao Ling Ling Ling doesn't want to be a coolie, but those monsters who are completely enraged seem to be scared by those perverts, and they all rush to his side desperately.