Drying the blade of the blade, which had become damp and not afraid of moisture due to the seepage of the snow water, the Quan Shen Man held the short knife behind his back and stabbed the bark with his thumb against the blade of the sword. See. The woolen thread and the Chinese net twisted solidly and sluggishly, leaving on the trunk the sign of Xiao Feng's ambush and obvious characteristics. Like the traces left by the bear's claws slapping the trunk of a tree, this has an extraordinarily descriptive skill that the all-god talent clearly demarcates and applies when depicting.

"Well, now they'll be able to see the signs. Wiping the fresh sap from the sharp blade, Ronan looked around. Other warriors have also carved extra paw prints on the trees, making this place look like the nest of the Pengwo Snow Bear. It was only by walking down the hillside that they could notice the traces carved into the trunks of the trees on the very outer part of the jungle, and clearly distinguish the tracks of Lonan.

"Let's go. Sticking the short knife back into the belt on the back of his waist, Luo Nan picked up the steel tomahawk, hung it on his back very relaxedly, and patted it as if it didn't change. "It's time for those Terrans to pay the price. ”

In response to him, the gods roared wildly like a very fierce beast, and then the warriors tightened their shackles and hurried towards the west. The heavy feet wrapped in the skin of the snow badger shook the earth, and in the snow surging like boiling water, the all-god warrior left deep footprints on the earth, but after a while, it was covered by the snow blown by the wind, and gradually calmed down.

During this time, the scorching sun Estel shifted westward to Peng, but he happened to be like a signpost for the gods, providing the warriors with a precise direction of progress.

The progress of the two teams of all-god warriors in the front and back risking death has narrowed the gap between them and the Terran mercenary gods. But the Terrans had not yet felt the curse of the goddess of luck, and they were extremely relaxed and progressing on the snow, Xiao Feng wrapped his muscles tightly, and walked towards the camp hidden in the distance. Palm Phoenix

"Walk quickly, take a step. The mercenary god with the long knife in his hand couldn't help but curse Peng, but then he turned around and coughed violently with his back to Shuofeng. The snowflakes that fluttered right in front of him drifted right into the mercenary god's throat, and the chill that pierced his throat made him almost vomit.

When the mercenary god of the middle man was relieved, he wiped the slime from his mouth and beat Hitter as he staggered. "A bastard who deserves it. He cursed in a low voice, placing his booted left foot in the crook of the young god's leg.

The attack from the sky caused Hitt to fall, and his face simply staggered on the snow, almost out of breath. The young god's hands were tied behind his back, so he could only look like Peng, a field chicken who had evolved into Peng Ban, and his body was twisting, pushing his legs that could or might behave vigorously, trying to transfer his body evenly and turn over.

The snow on the ground was rubbed against Peng's edge by his coat, and then, the young god's waist exerted his strength, and finally tilted his face to reveal the side face stained with snow and ice slag. Greedy to breathe in the extremely cold atmosphere, Hitt resisted the tingling sensation coming from his lungs, trying to make the empty skin bag Peng's haggard cavity rise rapidly.

However, Peng Ci's heavy blow interrupted the breath of the god-man's beat. As if the hired god hadn't finished leaking out the liver fire in his heart, Peng's foot on Hit's shoulder was shaken by the unhealed wound, causing the steel arrow to slide violently on the bone.

A hoarse roar like a beast dying came from his dry throat, and the young god's mouth opened wide, his cheeks turned blue with fear, and there was a small sound of air leaking in his cavity. Hitt didn't breathe again until he had blown up his breath. And before that, the mercenary god's miserable boots had been kicked away.

Xiao Feng was so magnificent that the Terran warrior who was about to cross the enemy ruler walked over, and then pushed away the warrior who was about to leak. He pinched his beard with gloves covered with iron hoops on his back, and after making sure that there were no lumps of ice slag on his head, Peng punched the mouth of the hired god who had been removed. Of course, there was Peng's thick leather armor and burlap coat to parry, but this mercenary god may have screamed Peng Sheng, and his figure couldn't stop withdrawing two steps.

"Remember, you stupid pig. The magnificent warrior spread his fingers and quickly clenched them on Peng Qi, causing him to make a crisp sound of bone conflict. "Chen Daren asked us to return alive, not the hard remains of Pengdui stones. ”

"Yes, Captain. "Of course, the mouth of the god is very painful, but the warrior of the Slice Clan may stand up straight, like a warrior who is dressed up and ready to attack.

The entire army of the Terran mercenary gods came to a halt in the midst of the panic, and then the two mercenary gods came over and waited to set up Hitt and drag him like a half-dead wild dog to the magnificent warrior.

Peng punched the young god in the abdomen again, and the magnificent warrior pressed Hit's head down, and when he made a rebellious, hoarse sound, he said in a depressed and gloomy tone: "Remember, you bastard. It's a good alliance, or I'll be hard pressed to make sure you'll reach your destination alive. ”

Bloodshot saliva spit out from the inside of his mouth, and the young god nodded his head with great effort, and the blue eyes were afraid that his eyes were disappointed. Then he was thrown into the snow, his body convulsing weakly. "You, there's you. The mercenary captain pointed to the other two lightly wounded captives, and said arrogantly and fiercely as they were pushed over. "Tie them up, let's speed up. ”

Two sturdy and dangerous mercenary gods approached and untied their ropes with a wicked smile. Under the fierce eyes of hungry wolves, the two warriors were like weak lambs, and they had no motive to resist. Their reverence was tied up from the rest, and the wounded Hitt was caught in the middle, and the two sides were the depleted looking companions of the young gods.

"Let's go, I have a lot of respect for the guests. The captain kicked Peng in the leg of the Gods, and then laughed as he saw them rush forward, connecting with all their might.

"My boys. Looking at the mercenary gods who were laughing all around, the captain put his hands in his belt complacently, and propped up his belly, which was aching from chain mail. "Let's all work hard, and we'll be back in no time. Tell the god of abundance that I won't come to this hellish place in the future!"

Shameless interjection. The wind is more, and the fried will be mistaken, and the blood rolls around as a routine to treasure and protect the fried river ticket.

Blow up a prisoner who is firmly tied to Peng Qi or the rate at which the troops are affected. The hired gods roared at them and kept urging and frightening them, but Hit's weakened stature from being beaten made them move sluggishly, as stupid as an overfed bird. Thanks to the admonition of the Captain of the Mercenary God, Hitt and the others were never beaten again, but the pushing and scolding that came from their mouths made them tremble in terror. They don't know if what these enemies are saying will be the luck of the future.

Forward at this slow rate. People don't know, ghosts don't know, the scorching sun Estel is in the eyes of the warriors, falling from the western sky. In its place was the Divine Eye, Silver Moon Norias, the source of the white-robed Chen Bei's strength, and the Peng of the Martial Arts Explosion God with the Immortal Will. In the past, although the snow clouds were afraid through the cascading gray, the sunlight could still bring warmth to the earth. But when the cool and gentle light of the silver moon sprinkled down, and the tulle Peng Xiang blocked the earth, the wind that blew from the top of the northern land took away the warmth of the last Peng Si on the ice field and snow.

Even the very fierce mercenary god was wrapped tightly at this time, afraid that the little heat in his body would leak out and he was afraid to go out. And the Greek captives will be much more embarrassed. The big straps on their shoulders were tucked behind them, and their arms were still tied with ropes, revealing that they were afraid of being in the extremely cold atmosphere without any ability to guard.

His blue lips trembled, and the captive, whose hands were tied alone, fell because he could not bear the wind blowing from the front of the god's chest, and his legs struggled on the ground several times without getting back up. He was mad with Peng's uncontrolled convulsions, and the first dilated pupils were afraid of coming out to seek eyesight, but in response to him was Peng Sheng's vicious scolding.

"A bastard who deserves it. The mercenary god who followed behind him scolded Peng Sheng angrily, with a dejected look on his face. Then, amid the ridicule of his partner, he took out his purse from his bosom, and his fingers flicked out Peng Pai's cyan currency. "How could I bet on this guy. Brown eyes shot out of anger in his eyes, and the hired god kissed the extremely cold lips on the bronze coin, and finally flicked them at his partner with great reluctance.

The magnificent captain walked from the front of the troops, took the Peng coin with a happy face, and shoved it into the gap between the bracers. He patted it lightly on the top, making sure it didn't slip out. "This is really Xiao Feng's sorrow. He laughed and shook his beard, and as he smashed the accumulated snowflakes off his shoulders, he approached the captive, who was getting colder. "But you've only lost a few coins, and this unfortunate guy has to pay for his life. ”

His right hand reached out to the belt on his left, and he tightened the handle of the long knife, pulling out all the sharp gods and demons in the clash of steel. Holding hands in front of God. "O Missar, the great god of abundance, forgive me for the death I had to perform. Solemnly and playfully praying to Peng Fan, the mercenary god slowly lowered the long knife and pressed it to the captive's neck, causing the steel blade to cut off several lush body hairs on the neck.

The captive trembled with even more violence, terror like a demon's claw, clutching the beating heart. "Don't, don't. He pleaded softly, "Please, don't kill me." I am already the father of a child who is still a long way from growing up, and needs plenty of bread money. "Palm gold

Squeezing out Peng Si's 'harmonious' smile on his face, the mercenary god leaned over to examine the face and beard of Peng's captive, and then said in a persuasive tone with Peng: "Cool love, you should absorb the teachings now." Before accumulating sufficient wealth, it is very good to give birth to a few small mongrels. The tavern should be our home. ”

The captain raised his long knife and swung it down vigorously. Laughing loudly, the steel blade slashed the neck, ending the life of the young captive. "I'm sorry. In the midst of the laughter of the other mercenary gods and the horror of the remaining captives, he licked the blood on the knife and watched the snow under his feet gradually turn red. "But when I met those little unlucky ones who were begging, Patten would give me more crumbs. ”

The body was thrown into the snow as promised, and the proud hired god thought that no one would come and unearth it. But in reality, after they couldn't get out of Xiao Feng's prayers, Luo Nan squatted in front of the captive's body.

The all-god man stretched out two fingers and poked through the slippery wound on the corpse's neck, piercing open the outer layer of Napeng. The outer layer of blood was afraid that it had already been frozen into ice, but the rich man detained a small piece of Peng's blood ice and crushed it vigorously in his fingers. It wasn't until the ice was about to melt that Ronan wiped the blood from his fingers on the tip of his tongue. Gently smashing Peng Xia, the rich man spit out Peng Tan's saliva, watching it gradually condense into a light red ice cube, Yu quickly whispered to the surroundings: "The time of death is not long, we are already very close to the human race." Prepare for the door of death, my people. ”

With the words with the fear of the naked and the fear of war on the mountain, the all-god man pulled out the gods and demons. With a hideous smile on his face, the warrior with flaxen-colored hair stroked the blade of the sword, and then pressed his fingers over the sharp blade. "It is already burning its eyebrows, and it is ready to drink the blood of its enemies. ”

Walking through the small slope of Pengduan, the Terran mercenary god was very determined to settle the Penghui at the bottom of this slope. Although Yinyue was already approaching the sky, Chen Bei's campsite was still the only one that was not in the water. Before the arrival of the black moon, they had plenty of time to hurry.

There is a gap between the bottom of the slope and the top of the slope to see the code. These hired gods certainly fill the grumblings, but in reality they still have the precepts of their foundations. The interval between the water and the code is enough for them to discover the enemy, stand up, and prepare for the love war.

Taking off the hood from his head, the Ronan maggot Peng Xiang writhed on the snow, and finally reached the top of the slope. He looked at the Terran mercenary gods not far away, risking his life and enduring the desire to rush out. The very rich man shrank back sluggishly and pulled the tomahawk pressed against the soft snow.

"Hold back, my brothers. The All-God Man whispered very wisely, "We are in a position of bad luck. The previous recklessness made Ronan remember the price. In order to save two mortal soldiers, he almost died in the siege of the cave lions.

The flaxen-colored warrior with long hair followed behind Ronan, who was now able to obey the orders of the rich man with precision. In the midst of a low drink, the warrior stopped, bewildered and afraid to look at the leader in front of him.

"Let's go around the past. The all-god man innocently twisted his fingers as he whispered. "Let's go to the jungle there, first confuse the attention of the Terrans, and then attack from both sides, tearing these foreigners apart who have killed the clansmen.

Look at the Wind Lion: Hirag!

The cloudy sky, like a hole in the sky, leaked a large piece of moonlight from the cracks, covering the earth in the dim yellow, as if laying a thin veil of Peng for the ice field. In this beautiful picture, there are quiet jungles, towering mountains and cold glaciers, but this does not hide the tyranny. On the hard frozen soil, there is a daily death and reproduction, and from this it gives birth to countless strong and violent lives, and also gives birth to all the gods.