The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 347
With one iteration of the small equipment, Li Cang's shape looks a bit strange.

The father's vest should be worn in the windbreaker, and the two rows of thorns on the shoulder blades can only be leaked out by making corresponding gaps in the windbreaker. There is basically no sense of disobedience to such things as "unstoppable force" and "Noxus will rise".

As for Li Leisi——

That designation is fairy air fluttering!

The mother's cloak matches the mother's, the scenery is picturesque, Wang who tried to convince Li Leisi that this thing looks like a golden pheasant with its feathers blown up has been hammered.

Lao Wang is at least in a good mood. After being beaten up, he can still put on a professional expression that I have received professional training and can’t laugh even if it’s funny. Then he turned his gun and aimed at Li Cang: "Mr. I have prepared hundreds of "My Mom is Super Beautiful" and "This Faces the Enemy" white T-shirts, right? You are about to wear the "This Faces the Enemy" and no matter who you see, it will be a hug of love from the bottom of your heart. Hug~"

"Pharaoh?"

"Ok?"

"Did you secretly set up the Flag again without telling us?"

"Ah? I didn't, it's impossible, don't talk nonsense!"

Pharaoh panicked and felt very guilty.

Dozens of kilometers away, behind a long-lasting wave crest like a mountain, there are many shadowy floating islands like stars.

Some are full of greenery and full of vitality, some are pitch black and exude thick black mist and thick black liquid drops into the sea, some obviously have shelter-style buildings after the disaster, and more are building ruins.

Wild Island, Black Mist Island, Survivor Island, and Walking Corpse Island are all available in a dazzling array, posing a welcome and best-selling attitude.

At this time, the sky just revealed a hint of whiteness, and the steaming mist accumulated a thin layer above the sea level and below the track of the empty island, and everything looked a little more peaceful and beautiful.

"Get ready for a fight," Li Cang put down the binoculars in a disgruntled manner, "something is not right."

Lao Wang also became serious, and distributed something like a bluetooth headset to everyone.

"Simultaneous interpreters, English, French, Japanese, Vietnamese, Mongolian, Russian, Arabic, and Spanish. The translation may not be standard, but at least it is real-time."

Lao Wang has been doing this thing since he robbed the Contract Islands. The price of "translation" by Xiaobizi himself is no less than wishing to master some unorthodox and high-end knowledge points, and he still charges word for word.

There is a prayer interface that has always existed and uses mysterious universal characters, but they can only read it, not write it, let alone speak it!
When did our craftsmen suffer this kind of grievance?

So Master Wang gave full play to his subjective initiative—and fortunately, two and a half of the four people on the island are collectors. After entering it, a prayer operation was performed to produce such a thing that was essentially just a "dictionary".

"Russian and English are the most comprehensive, almost barrier-free communication," Lao Wang explained. "The other languages ​​are not good, and they are worse than machine-translated subtitles. I sincerely hope that your reading comprehension skills will be effectively improved."

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The trajectory of the sky island gradually passed the towering mountain range made of sea water, and the cluster of sky islands behind was no longer covered.

"Hiss," Old Wang said, "Fuck me, these people just live around Heiwu Island?"

"Why am I surprised at all?" Li Leisi said quietly, "Others haven't even seen a ghost after floating for three months, but we bumped into Boda as soon as we came here. Fatty Wang, you should be more careful."

When Lao Wang planted the flag and set up the flag, he was completely inner OS, and no one knew about it, but now this big scene has made Master Wang feel guilty, and he can't find any reason to refute it.

Is it really my problem?
"There are also empty islands around the base on 3/7 that are completely occupied by walking corpses. They are generally being used as resources by the base. By the way, new recruits are trained. Looking at the size of the empty island here, I guess there will be many survivors. They probably thought the same thing, nothing special.”

Li Cang glanced at Old Wang:
"Yesterday, I was thinking about the explosion of equipment. What to do after changing the equipment. Of course, it is a team fight. You can't let you get the equipment for nothing, so it is reasonable."

Li Leisi smirked, Lao Wang was speechless.

It was the first time for Li Cang to meet the Black Mist Island that had broken away from the Black Mist Island chain and was just floating there without moving. It was very interesting.

"Could it be that the walking corpses on the Black Mist Island have been cleaned up? It's very strange, why is the black oil still there?"

"Maybe a bunch of idiots don't know that black oil is very valuable, so they don't bother to transport it back for sacrifice?"

"If you're so stupid, you probably won't be able to live now."

"Uh"

The two empty islands float slowly, as if walking in a painting.

Suddenly, a black mist island next to it moved, and within a short period of time, it accelerated to a high speed that made Old King Li Cang envious and jealous, rushing over the wind and waves to this side.

"I'll knock! I'll be shocked!" Old Wang said, "What the hell!"

Then the second, and the third.

Li Leisi looked at the radar: "600 meters, every black fog island starts to move at a distance of 600 meters from us, the radar prompts, no more than 1 meter, no less than 1 meter."

"Well, I just added a wave of raw materials to the No. 2 dog leg, and I was very moved by the enthusiasm when I was sleepy."

There was a loud bang, and one after another, black fog islands collided with empty islands.

The foul-smelling black oil sprayed everywhere, and some of the black-scaled walking corpses soaked in the black oil were thrown directly to the island, and some crawled out of the quagmire formed by the black oil, roaring and roaring desperately to form a group to charge.

"Wow Kaka, isn't this style of painting now normal!"

Old Wang seemed to be suffering from epilepsy, he picked up the hammer and pointed at dozens of black-scaled walking corpses who hadn't fully woken up, and stared into them with puzzled surprise and even a hint of horror.

"Cleave! Kidney Shot! Whirlwind Hammer! Kill Liao Chao inside and outside! Wan Lei Tian Prison! I'll swing with you—"

Old Wang never misses any opportunity to bully the weak. For example, the ordinary ugly walking corpse with black scales all over his body is very suitable for him.

A group of doglegs lined up in a phalanx from Licang Island and rumbled forward, refusing to give up the position where several black fog islands and sky islands meet.

Wake up, hunt time!

Big Corpse Brother, Little Corpse Sister and Ms. Qiu did not receive clear instructions from Li Cang, and even took a few steps back in disgust.
Li Cang and Li Leisi's eyes were brightened by the tactical retreat of the corpse girls covering their noses. It seems that the recent mahjong game has been quite effective. The corpse brothers and sisters are becoming more and more humane!
As for Miss Qiu.
This guy pointed his butt in the direction of the Black Kirishima, scraped the soil in the opposite direction, and tried to bury the black oil splashed on the empty island with soil. The standard of action was very feline. I guess this thing looked like shit to him. In terms of nature, Li Cang let it enter the stage last time and Heiwu Island Walking Corpse was so rigid that it was really difficult for him.

(End of this chapter)