evil jihad

Frank didn't have a hard time with Pantheon, and his dialogue with Jackson was also very meaningful.

The two did not follow Ashe, but crossed the hinterland and penetrated into a large area of ​​bushes.

Pan Sen, who was in a daze, didn't dare to act rashly. He thought that Frank was joking with him, and maybe he was peeping at him in a hidden place at this time; he was sweating coldly, and prayed for the eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart.

What's ridiculous is that Frank had already taken Jackson to find his connector, and Panson's actions were clearly seen by many werewolves hiding in the cave entrance.

The werewolves waiting here didn't expect the plot to deviate from their plan.

"Leader, what should we do now? Why don't we go out and catch that kid and replace him with the academy?"

Warwick walked back and forth at the entrance of the cave, stopped suddenly, and said, "No way, that kid looks like a traitor, greedy for life and afraid of death. I guess he is not a bargaining chip at the academy."

The werewolves were lost in thought. What Warwick said made sense. With Pan Sen's beating just now, even the little werewolf couldn't help rushing out to beat him up.

"Well, you wait here for me. I'll go ahead and take a look. Don't act rashly without my order. Ours are not here to start a revolution." Warwick arranged the crowd, without explaining where he was going, and went Disappeared quietly at the entrance of the cave.

Warwick's footsteps inadvertently made a sound at the entrance of the cave. At first, he thought that Pan Sen would turn his head to check, but unexpectedly, Pan Sen leaned over softly on the ground, begging for mercy repeatedly, "Frank, take a turn around"...

"Hey, this guy is really a bear." Warwick said with mixed feelings, followed Ashe's direction to catch up, and with a leap, Warwick turned into a red eye with red light and blemishes in mid-air The gray wolf moves vigorously and swiftly through the rockery jungle.

The progress of the werewolf leader Warwick is obvious to all on the Giant's Peak. The continuous war almost put the entire wolf tribe in danger of extinction. Every wolf apostle is eager to find a leader who can lead the pack to rise.

When many werewolves were immersed in a picture of the full moon and autumn songs, Pan Sen nodded and begged for mercy, but pulled them back to the biting reality.

"This kid, why don't you leave? Isn't it because of your brain?"

"I think it should be."

"Keep your voice down, don't attract the attention of the spirit."

"What are you afraid of? Isn't that kid alone? Look at the way he is afraid of death."

"Are you... am I afraid? Our task now is..."

The werewolves were muttering, when they heard Pantheon yelling in horror outside, and then the werewolves smelled a powerful familiar smell, which was so powerful that they had never felt it in Suruima. the power of!

Every werewolf was surprised and arrogant, and under the happy face was a nervous mood. They worshiped the oppressive atmosphere under the huge coercion.

Pan Sen also felt the coercion from all around. He panicked and begged for mercy almost to the limit of his words.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Pan Sen shouted, feeling the pressure around him suddenly concentrated in the back of his head.

Pan Sen is not someone who just sits and waits for death. After such a long time, his physical strength has recovered a lot. Jackson's departure has caused Pan Sen to work hard to get in touch with the energy blockade on his body. The pressure is getting stronger and stronger like a small hammer. the back of his head.

After begging for mercy several times, Pan Sen cursed angrily, turned around suddenly with all his strength, and stabbed backward with the spear.

The rapid change of face dazzled the peeping werewolves, but Pan Sen had such a quick return of his carbine, and the speed exceeded the reaction of the werewolves.

A look of success appeared at the corner of Pan Sen's mouth, and the spear in his hand stabbed out without any hindrance. The feeling after winning the bid made him feel happy, and the holy shield with his left hand roared and smashed away with him.

Pong...

Such a dull voice was just as Panson expected, and Frank, who was trying to kill him at this time, had already been patted into a puddle of mud.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to have today." Pan Sen turned around completely self-righteously, attacking with a spear and a shield, and even when the opponent was unprepared, Pan Sen smiled contemptuously, his expression froze in an instant, his eyes rolled Almost fell out.

Boom, the holy shield and the spear fell to the ground at a moment when his mental consciousness was unprepared; the scene in front of him left him speechless, staring blankly at the smiling, familiar face of Qia Ran.

The visitor stood in front of Pan Sen like a ghost, with the iconic smile, the iconic appearance, the handsome and powerful facial features, and the sharp eyes.

Pan Sen rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he found out that it wasn't Frank, he gently pinched the face of the visitor with concern. It was flesh and blood, real and fierce!

"You're not dead?" Pan Sen yelled suddenly, the indescribable joy was mostly there. He intended to kill Frank, but he didn't intend to deal with the man in front of him.

"You just died, and I'm living well." The visitor's tone was relaxed and his expression was peaceful.

Pan Sen's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand again in disbelief.

"Do you still want to pinch?"

"Ah, don't pinch. Strange, I just hit you, why didn't you die?" Pan Sen suddenly realized that he said something wrong, and immediately changed his words: "Brother Wang Man, don't misunderstand, you are not injured Bar?"

"Injured? How is that possible? You were tickling just now; how could you hurt me, heh."

"What? Scratch it? Brother, where does it hurt? Tell me, I didn't mean it." Pan Sen came up and touched Wang Man's forehead.

"Fuck off, I don't hurt." Wang Man pushed Pan Sen away in embarrassment.

Pan Sen weighs more than 180 jins, just for this strength, Wang Man is fine!

Pan Sen was immediately distracted, did he have an illusion or was he not working hard?A Tier [-] melee knight is almost a potential strike to save his life. Is there anyone who can stand in front of him safe and sound?No, it must be that this kid's strength has risen!

"Brother, stop making trouble, I know you are very resistant, I am not your opponent; as for the last time, brother, I was forced; you have to forgive me."

Wang Man saw that Pan Sen's nose suddenly became full of snot and tears, and immediately replied softly: "I don't blame you for what happened last time."

Pan Senshun held his nose, raised his head suddenly, and asked, "Really?"

"Really, why did I hurt you? I saved Evelyn before; you just need to tell me where Jess is."

Pan Sen hesitated, and said, "Brother Wang Man, I don't know where Jess is, but Frank ran towards the bushes, and Jackson."

Wang Man frowned, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Ai Xi? Have you seen Ai Xi?"

"Ash? Not here."

"Then who hurt you? Frank? Why did they hurt you?"

"Here, Brother Wang, I have to tell you a secret. Frank is an undercover agent of the War College, and the background behind him is the Sabot Legion."

Wang Man was full of tenacity, and his ability to bear was not weak, but he was still agitated by Pan Sen's words.

"What did you say?"

"It's true. Brother, I have to go back to the team. I've said everything I need to say. Take care of yourself." Pan Sen suffered all kinds of blows that day, and he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Wang Man didn't pay attention to Pan Sen any more. The frightened knight was useless.

After Pan Sen left, Wang Man stared at the cave on the left, and sternly shouted, "You all come out."