The cliff is going to be afraid of a sentence at the beginning, of course, I know how to influence it, it's good to read. After seeing Peng Xiabao's ticket, his heart was half cold. Just spicy Peng ...... Isn't what I wrote spicy? Or on the fried river baoju...... Crying blood for treasure, guaranteeing tickets, and blowing up river tickets! This week's two more guarantees~~ risking death!!pswood: Ah, a good Spartan tyrant artifact.

The invisible but powerful tail of the wind swept away, blowing down the snow that had rested on the branches and trembling with the wind, and struck the young soldier Rao on the cheek obliquely. The pinprick sadness woke him up from looking back. Some of them trembled dazedly, and the soldier first wrapped Peng Xia in a big coat, and then stretched out his hand to wipe off the snow that quickly melted on his cheeks. His long, frosty eyebrows moved in fear, and he looked up at the gray dome, and let go of his palms with dull but strong strength, and placed them on the stains of sunlight that had leaked from Peng's flakes.

In less than Xiao Feng's breath, the sluggish gray cloud blocked the crack, causing the light spots in the hands of the young soldiers to gradually dim until they dissipated. "Let's go. He opened his throat, itchy from withering, and whispered out of his cavity. It wasn't until Peng pinched the clean snow from the ground and slowly wiped it on the tip of his tongue that the usual sound came out of his new damp throat. "Only by avoiding these all-god people, we will probably follow the path back to our hometown. ”

The warrior with the broadsword in both hands on his back opened his mouth, and words of encouragement came out of his throat. "Listen to Jant, we will be able to get out of the ice field and return to our hometown safely. But his voice declined, and before the big man could close his mouth, Peng's arrow pierced his neck. The steel arrows tore through the leather helmet neck guards, violently twisting the weak trachea that had penetrated into the guard, and then stabbed out from the other side, shaking off the blood that had been stained on it.

The big man Peng covered his injured neck with his hand, and Peng touched the big knife with his back with one hand, but the trachea was shot and he was afraid that the martial artist would quickly fall down. He lay on the soft snow, and from his lungs and throat came out the 'gurgling' sound of blood rushing into his trachea, and he convulsed and died of infarction.

"Enemy attack. The arrows were afraid to hit the broadsword warriors, making a dull sound like a mallet striking a cracked skin drum, so that these soldiers who had survived the war and the poisonous color quickly hid to Peng's side. The young soldier made a loud noise in his mouth, and his face was afraid of pulling his partner to the ground.

Then the arrows that were thrown into the frightening were concentrated like a torrential rain, so that they could not hide at all. The soldiers on the ground wailed that they were afraid of being shot, but they moved quickly to cover their wounds. The young soldier Jent also had Peng arrows on his shoulder, and his neatly trimmed tail feathers swayed with the movement of his breathing, disturbing the air flow above him, causing the snowflakes that Peng Pian was about to fall to rise high again.

"We obey. Don't shoot any more!" Gritting his teeth, Jant turned his body around with great difficulty, so that the left shoulder of the middle arrow was very high-end. The steel arrows sliced through his bones as he shivered, causing the soldiers to wail a few times, but thankfully he could see the arrows. Its shaft is made of fir wood, and its tail is covered with short, sticky feathers, which is certainly not a god or demon that a god or demon can or may possess.

"Let go of the gods and demons. Peng's loud lingua franca came from the jungle, and then it calmed down Peng, and then it came out of the jungle even louder. "Stand and come out, we won't kill the Venerable Servant. We are believers in the god of abundance, and those who have no gods and demons in their hands are the people around us. "Shi Meng

"Misal bless. Xiao Feng's warrior who was hit by an arrow in the abdomen relaxed as if Peng's sentence, and then he Peng held the ground with one hand, and stood up sluggishly and problematicly. "In the name of the god of abundance, we are also his believers. The warrior's mouth let out a loud noise, and hunger made him unconsciously savor the fresh blood gushing up from his throat.

The jungle was quiet, but Shao Yan came out with new words. "Please come over here, we'll do our best to sponsor you. ”

Jant's vivid eyes scrutinized as he pressed his ears outward. But the frustration is that he can't distinguish the status of the enemy, even if the people are still talking about the language.

Without the permission of the young army, the warrior who felt that he was getting weaker and weaker could not wait any longer. He pleaded in a low voice, his hands clutching his bleeding wounds, and staggered toward the jungle, where the snow was so deep that he fell several times.

No one attacked him, but no one was afraid to come forward.

The warrior drooled from the corners of his mouth mixed with blood, and his dark brown forehead excreted a few drops of night sweats. Still muttering in a low voice, he walked forward in a confrontation until two warriors stood up from the jungle. They all had similar white fears, and Peng's hand was pressed on the counterweight ball of the long knife, and the scale was like Peng's famous god. "My brother," said the big man with yellow hair, his arm wrapped around the wounded's figure. "We'll cure you, and we'll get a very good medicine. ”

The warrior laughed, then turned around complacently and stupidly, waving his hand at his companion who was still on his knees on the ground. But his smiling face quickly led to a hideous before he died. Peng's long dagger stabbed out of his back, and the wound widened as the murderer's skills turned.

"No!" Jant shook his body in the face of death, his eyes wide open, and he wanted to rush out, but his two extremely cold and strong arms had already pressed him to the snow, and he couldn't get out of touch in any way. Taking advantage of the hesitation of this group of warriors, the enemy had already circled behind him, quietly rushed up, and dressed the still alive warriors.

"You murderers, vulgar people who blaspheme the gods. The young soldier struggled violently, spitting out all sorts of invectives from within. It wasn't until Xiao Feng's magnificent warrior made Xiao Feng's gesture that Peng Wei's warrior came over and hit Peng Ci the back of Jant's head, ending Jant's scolding.

"Let's go. The warrior pulled Peng Xiajun's eyelids, and then shrugged Peng's shoulders as if he was too heavy. "Adults should be a little impatient. ”

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Han Feiyu ran like a predatory cheetah, his swift figure straddling across the trunk and ice. The snow that fell from the trees hit his body, but it didn't stop the rich man's movements.

"Hurry up, we're very close. Standing on Peng's crooked, frozen stout tree, the man shouted at him. Of course, there were snowflakes hitting his face from time to time, but the blood and energy surging in his body like boiling water made him feverish, and Peng Dian was not afraid of the cold from the top of the Northland.

Kicking on the trunk of the tree, Han Feiyu strengthened his feet and made him jump to the ground. The soles of the snowy badger skin step into the snow, leaving two deep footprints. He didn't stop, but continued to rush forward a few more steps, until the snowflakes hit the tip of his nose.

"Stop. Han Feiyu said very quickly. "There's danger ahead. "Shi Meng

The smell of blood and sweat mixed with Peng Qi in the snowflakes made the whole god convulsive Peng Xia.

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Let the monster look at the human lion: the whole god is coming

Weeping blood and begging for protection to treasure the fried river ticket. Other Gapen sentences, when the wind is more today, Zhou Bao lifts the lion wood, if the enemy point is over the gold touch the phoenix tomorrow morning, I will blow up the next day. Brethren, vote quickly. I'm going to add something that I haven't seen in a thousand years...... －－

"Stop. Han Feiyu let out a wild and frightened cry from his mouth, and then lowered his body and walked towards the front with a soft movement like a tanuki. But the front end of the tomahawk on his back was cocked up, and it gently hooked Peng Gen's horizontal branch, so that the rich man could only remove Peng Bu and hold the double-edged giant axe in his hand.

Walking along this slope, Han Feiyu's eagle eagle eagle Peng's sharp eyes swept over Xi Zhou, but he didn't dig for anything other than pine trees, stones, and snow. Raising his hand and waving behind him, the all-god warrior who was hiding behind the trunk of the tree ran over and stood at the top of the slope.

"I've always felt a little sinister with the Fury on top. Han Feiyu looked at the clansmen around him and couldn't help but comment in a low voice. "There's a faint blood here that doesn't go away. ”

"I guess it's just a remnant of wild animal predation. Squatting beside Han Feiyu, Xiao Feng's height trickled down and the fearful all-god soldier spoke. He wore long, flaxen-colored hair, which was combed into thick braids and hung down on his back, with two thin braids hanging down from either side of his forehead. The slippery sideburns are painted with the familiar Shanxia clan pattern, and the dark cyan scared clan pattern does not cross the human inch, with Peng Da's beard of the same color, and he is afraid of Ma Peng's messy and afraid of entangled in Peng Qi.

"Maybe, maybe. Responding to Peng Ju casually, the rich man cast his eyes on the snow again. He knew that the bloody pomp of the beast hunt could lead to such a strong taste, but he questioned the origin of the smell of sweat.

Xi An all-god martial artist beware of overtaking the troops, and in Han Feiyu's investigation, he evacuated and walked down the opposite side of the slope. Their steps are light and firm, and their eyes are as swift as those of a reindeer. When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Xiao Feng Quanshen Martial Artist fell to the ground abruptly, and a sharp wail came out of his mouth, but the beard stopped for a moment. The others quickly ran over, and as they lifted the warrior, they saw clearly the equipment that had tripped him. Those were several bodies.

The chill from the ice field had already frozen the body, like a solid stone buried in the snow Zheng tripped the warrior's arm, and the dead all-god spearhead still stretched out his right hand, clutching the yak horn that had been cut off half of Peng, as if he had been cut down when he gave a warning. Beside him was the body of another Peng Gu spearhead. The warrior's arms had been cut off, and he had a fatal wound on his neck, but when he was casually let go of his left arm, the long knife he held pierced the divine chamber of the two face-faced warriors.

"It's the Terran mercenary god. The two thin braids on his forehead swayed, and the flaxen-colored warrior with long hair exclaimed, his eyes shining with joy, fanaticism, and ferocity. "We've finally met this vulgar group of foreigners. "Lion smash

"Nope. Interrupting his partner's commotion without hesitation, Han Feiyu said in a solemn tone. "They're not the enemy I'm looking for," he said, turning over the bodies of the two Terrans, and then carefully searched for their remaining instruments. "The style and color of their big iron are completely different, and the gods and demons are all made of relatively rough pig iron. And the enemies who broke through the camp were led by steel gods and demons and Xiao Feng-style daku. ”

At the end, the rich man summed up Peng's sentence. "They are not the Terran mercenary gods who have broken through the camp, but they are already robbers. ”

Peng Wei was a magnificent warrior with a long beard dragged in front of the gods, and after fiddling with the two sturdy human remains, he concluded: "That's right, these are really those warriors." However, after the Napengci War, the red-robed Chen Bei led them to hide. ”

'Ah, the guy who wears a red scared robe has already had his head cut off by me. The whole god muttered in his heart, and then opened his mouth with a solemn face. "Looks like they're hiding here. With al-Hirag on top, this group of murderers finally got out of luck and couldn't get out of luck. ”

"Patten is going to kill them. The flaxen-colored warrior who was afraid of long hair stood up and said, and at the same time pulled the warrior's gods and demons out of the earth, and experimented Peng Xiang in the atmosphere a few times. The scream of the steel tearing through the extremely cold atmosphere made Han Feiyu turn around, and his eyesight was not good, and he was afraid of Peng Shan's steel battle axe with his own strafing. This god and demon was let go by the Terrans, presumably due to its size and weight that was difficult to wear.

Letting go of the roughly cast bronze double-edged axe in his hand on the snow, Han Feiyu stretched out his hand and grabbed the long handle of the steel battle axe. The muscles on his arm exerted force, and the rich man dragged it over in the reverse conflict between steel and ice, and completely grasped it in his own hands, Zheng "It is really a precious god and demon of Peng Shan." The all-god man rubbed his flat palm against the surface of the axe, feeling the coldness of the steel through the weak deerskin. "I regret that the only Terran craftsmen who can and may have forged them are pity. ”

"There's equipment here. At the bottom of the slope, the roar of Xiao Feng's martial artist came over, interrupting Han Feiyu's thoughts. "It should be the old remnants of the human race. "When the All-God Warrior arrived here, the All-God Humane who had unearthed a very trace.

He pointed his finger at the land of Pengpian and his nose twitched in the atmosphere. "Peng has a strong smell of blood, and it should have produced a tragic war. His suspicions were quickly confirmed. Han Feiyu used a giant axe to split the soft snow on the ground, and very briefly excavated the remains buried in the snow. There are the remains of the Terrans, the iron gods and demons of the earth enemy, and two dozen arrows that are afraid to stick into the snow.

"The warriors were ambushed. Han Feiyu picked up Peng's arrow and rubbed the slippery arrow shaft with his fingers. "The arrows were shot from the jungle, and most of the Terran warriors were injured, so there were so many blood stains on the ground. ”

"Then except for this one-sided, all the other human races have escaped?" The flaxen-colored warrior who was afraid of long hair used his hand to help Peng Qi and Xuehua rub the red blood stains that were afraid of Peng Qi, and before it melted, he put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. "War didn't last long. ”

Looking up at the broken top, Han Feiyu cast his eyes on the blazing sun in the two palms of his hands to the west. "When it's the Burning Sun Soil, the battle should take place before the two hourglass hours. ”

"Two hourglasses can at most get out of the strange journey. The bearded warrior in front of the god pouted angrily, and then pointed his arm to the west, which was along the edge of the jungle. "The old traces on the ground, they are going in this direction. And with the supported captives, it is already good to be able to walk in the water. ”

"Then what can we do?" The flaxen-colored warrior who was afraid of long hair looked at Han Feiyu, waiting for the rich man's order. But the full feedback made him a little fresh.

"Let's catch up as quickly as we can. Kill them!" Han Feiyu spewed out his fierce eyes from the blue pupils, and then broke the arrow that was clenched inside his hand. "These arrows are those who hire gods. Of course, I don't know why the Terrans are fighting each other, but this Peng team of the Terrans, we are determined to kill everything. ”