"The drunkard looks like he's dead, hasn't he seen it in days?"

"yes, I'm still waiting for that guy to cheat on me again, at least it's a little easier. ”

"I really admire him, from the beginning to scare away the Yuan Infant Hook Snake, he actually stared at the front line in a daze for eight days!"

"Who says it's not, we all have to cheer up the spirit, that goods, the road is unstable, and we can fight for so long without distinction between friend and foe, and the shit luck has finally come to an end. ”

"I also hit him with a purple thunderbolt, and it almost became a snack on the spot!"

"Forget it, without his wave of his hand, I really wouldn't have had time to pull you out. ”

The guy who said that he had been hit by Zidian smiled innocently and didn't refute it.

Mo Yingying in the distance understood it, and the next moment she appeared in front of this group of monks, her face was a little pale, and she asked anxiously: "Are you talking about Lei Xiu? Purple Heavenly Thunder, and a red ruler-long and short knife?"

They are mortals here, and they don't recognize the pig-killing knife, but they just think it's a strange short blade.

"yes, if that guy is still hanging around at the front, we're going to have a lot easier. One of the monks said

They are also spontaneous segmented protection, there is no strict organization, and the big fists have the final say, so they have always been in this area, and there are a lot fewer people who know Duan De, but there are definitely no less than hundreds.

"You were sent down from above, right? It is said that there is a need to organize clear sections, and some great monks who have been sent to shake the field, and that guy has been fighting and killing indiscriminately on the front line with a wine jar at the beginning, and he is so drunk that he sleeps to death, and he is also hooking the snake's stomach. ”

"Then, when I woke up, I crawled out and continued to drink, and continued to fight indiscriminately, until four days ago, after 'scaring away' a Yuan Infant Hook Snake, it was gone. ”

Their temporary captain, a tall bearded man, gave the exact message.

Mo Yingying looked back at the chaotic battlefield and the endless group of hooked snakes behind her, and the monks behind her who knew or saw Duan De finally being beaten into the group of snakes by the aftermath of the battle replenished one by one.

"When I'm desperate, you pull it back, will you be desperate?

"Are you a man? You can do such stupid things, you might as well go! If you are really a coward, it is right to reject you, and you only hate yourself for saying things that make them misunderstand!"

Mo Yingying seemed to have forgotten that there was this person in a blink of an eye, and after the order was delivered, she began to take command, and asked for a formation mage to be sent from above again.

Even if Mo Du Tian personally sent the designated self-meeting back, Mo Du Tian raised his sword eyebrows after hearing the news, and after thinking for a while, he didn't send another one in time, and he didn't give any answer.

The person in charge of this section is a monk of the main sect of the Mahayana period, not from the Demon Yingying family, but one of the hall masters of the Demon Sect Blood Battle Hall, what is Abuda.

Since this place is the closest place to the hooked snake's lair, Abuda will be asked to take a group of demon cultivators from the Blood Battle Hall to guard it, so as not to make the hooked snake out of the moth.

Unruly use high-level hooked snakes to break through the defense, in fact, they are not moving, and they are not very careful, the hooked snakes that can come over are all low-level existences, not even too many in the Yuan infant stage, and most of the monks here are also in the Jindan period, the existence of the foundation building period, and the actual management arrangements are all done by Mo Yingying.

"Hall Master Abda, why didn't you send another formation mage over? Aren't all other places supported by formations? Our defense is really struggling, there have been a lot more Yuan Babies in the past two days, and several of our Yuan Babies are all injured, and they have a lot of opinions!"

Abda is seven feet long, thin and thin, with a forward-tilted chin, but he looks like Avanti, a middle-aged uncle who looks a little funny, and his temper does not seem to be bad.

"Little princess, this matter can only be counted if your father says it, and we are short of array mages, very short, and the slightly stronger ones are on the front line, so I don't have time to come here to set up a formation. ”

"Can ~~~"

Mo Yingying wanted to speak again, but a monk came in and said something to Abda, who slowly became very strange, and nodded his head to signal his subordinates to go out.

"Where did you lose that formation mage?"

"Ahh ”

"Dead, take me to see where the dead are?"

Mo Yingying was inexplicably wonderful, and Abda's face made her heart go up.

In the land of Duan De's 'sacrifice', Abda did not wantonly kill the little hooked snakes, but just washed them away, the rules were mutual, and he could not tear this tacit understanding until the other party violated it.

A vacuum suddenly formed in this section of more than ten miles, leaving only the potholes and muddy ground, which could no longer be said to be of any color, countless hooked snake remnants, and green-brown mud mixed with the remnants of monks.

Abda closed his eyes and searched for a while, and when he raised his hand, a figure emerged from the depths of the mud that was almost far away, and he could no longer distinguish any structure, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Mo Yingying and the surrounding onlookers all exclaimed, and even the sound of 'drunken maniac!' was endless, they were messy, they had been desperate for so long, and the companions around them had changed one stubble after another, and this thing had sunk into the mud for six days, and it hadn't died yet?

They had never seen cockroaches and scavengers, and there was some kind of magical species called 'lungfish', and Uncle Duan De was not human-shaped, but he was still sleeping, God knows how much wine was in his ring except for the jar of 'thousand years drunk'?

This product has been poured non-stop for several days except for sleeping, how can the 'Forget Worry Soup' be called in vain? As for whether he is in love or self-harm, it is not known how comfortable he is.

"Are you dead?" a well-known demon cultivator couldn't help but be a little suspicious.

"How can you find it with your divine sense? Aren't you still a little angry? The other demon cultivator shook his face and despised this guy.

"Pretty good sleep, I really don't want to disturb his dreams. ”

Abda also laughed weirdly, and the dense sound of bones clicking back into place during the wave of his hand was continuous, and everyone could see that it was a person at this time.

The smell of alcohol emanating from his body spontaneously combusted without fire outside his body, and the blue flame was reflected in everyone's eyes.

Mo Yingying's eyes were cold and colorless, and she didn't seem to feel anything when she stared at all this.

Three days later, Mo Yingying was behind the temporary command post.

"Hey, I'm a, you frustrated mother-in-law, you can't do it lightly!"

Duan De silently sensed the cracked bones and internal organs on his body, thinking that after being fed with medicine, his whole body was sore, and the feeling of recovery was no more comfortable than being injured, and the desire to scratch his whole body impacted his reason from time to time.

"You mean I hit it?"

A cold and distant tone, with a thick disdain.

"Except for you, who has this bad taste? I saw that you beat me, and I still refuse to admit it!"

He couldn't move, and he couldn't see the emotion in Mo Yingying's eyes, but he could hear the tone, and he couldn't tell which of the reality in the dream was true.

"Even if it's me, when can I move, those cultivators who die every day in our defense line will be remembered on your head!"

She walked over to the couch and stared at him condescendingly, her eyes angry and cold.