Apocalyptic Forecast

Accompanied by the light engraved by the miracle, a burst of impassioned drum beats came from inside, and then, a huge laser ball rose slowly from the light, reflecting the colorful and brilliant light.

Illuminated the figure of sixteen bearded dwarfs wearing only tight leather pants.

Naked to the upper body, as if covered with oil, shining a weird light.

Those short abyss dwarfs with muscular knots jumped up to the sound of exciting music, and sang in unison: "hey,..."

Huai Shi closed her eyes in despair.

Out of respect for the Orchard Gym, he did not immediately shoot the repatriation button. Instead, he fumbled for a long time in his pocket and pulled out the gun.

Raise the muzzle and pull the hammer.

Close your eyes and shoot casually.

How many can be killed is a few.

After emptying a whole magazine, amid the roar, a group of gnomes who seemed to want to be killed on the spot had hugged each other, shivering.

People want to make up a few more shots.

"call……"

In the silence, Beelzebub, who hadn't started work for a long time, couldn't help groaning freely: "Thank you brother, I'm all right."

"Not good!"

Huai Shi was furious, and he had the intention to humanely purify this broken thing and the group of goods in front of him.

"Where did you come from!"

He glared at these weird gnomes, and found that several of them were familiar, not knowing where they had seen them: "What on earth do you want to do?!"

In it, the muscular dwarf who was originally wearing a layer of tulle led the dance and tremblingly raised a sign, how could there be no song. The fastest updated novels https://

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"Absolutely! Why are you again!"

"I, we are here to apply!"

The gnomes were holding each other and shivering. They were about to cry with fear when they were pointed at the pistol that started to emit a certain deadly threat. They quickly raised the letter of introduction from the Hell Music Association.

"Mr. Paganini introduced us!" screamed the lead dwarf: "He also said that you must like this show... Tell us to do what we like..."

What a shit!

Does the Hell Music Association have any misunderstandings about themselves?

Huai Shi looked at the pile of oiled muscular dwarfs in front of him, and his head hurt.

"Please don't come to join in the fun?" Huai Shi covered her face and waved her hand: "I just want to recruit a group of Pokémon, why do you treat me this way?"

Beep!

Button repatriation.

With hope in case, Huai Shi raised his eyes.

next.

But this time the light was on for an exceptionally long time, and it was a long time disturbing that nothing came out of it at all, only the faint sound of tearing paper continued to sound.

It was like the fear echoing in the spinal cord at midnight.

It is frightening.

Soon, the light disappeared, but nothing appeared.

Only dozens of pieces of red paper that had been torn to pieces fell out of it, like some torn bills, full of curse and anger.

Someone seems to be cursing in a low voice.

Immediately, as the piercing alarm sounded, the defense measures of the ivory tower were instantly activated, and a burst of hot light flashed away, and immediately returned to silence. The fastest update of Qiqi novel https://m.qq*717^m.q^q717.c^om/

There was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Only a dozen faint footprints remained on the ground, proving what happened just now.

In the silence, Huaishi took a breath.

Inside the sultry dragon flute, my hands and feet were cold...Can this world be better?

Where does he not know what happened?

Just now, some inexplicable and strange existence in **** has been eyeing him. Had it not been for Dragon Flute's miraculous engraving protection, he would have died terribly miserable now.

No, death is probably easy. A large number of tragic cases of death are still in the library. How can he not be afraid?

After this case, Huai Shi woke up instead.

Restored the original vigilance.

Even with the help of the Dragon Summoning Flute, what he needs to face is all the weirdness from hell, even the archaeological team will capsize in the gutter sometimes.

At this time, no matter how cautious it is.

"Reliability is the most important thing."

He sighed from the bottom of his heart.

But in countless hells full of weirdness and horror, where can he find a reliable race that he can cultivate with confidence?

The destructive power of a species as powerful as a sled dog is sufficient, but it is difficult to tame and cannot be controlled. And the weird-looking humanoid women are too weird to be trusted.

The good brothers in the kitten paradise are certainly strong and powerful, and they know the bottom line, but the little cat, the bastard, sees himself and runs faster than anyone else.

I am afraid that the paradise legal department can only become an absolute sound...

Huai Shi sighed, and when he was about to start again, the book of destiny suddenly moved.

He even directly adjusted the order of resonance in the miracle engraving, putting an inconspicuous response signal from the back at the forefront.

Immediately afterwards, the light of the summoning secret instrument lit up.

This time, a faint squeak sounded from inside.

Huai Shi's eyes widened.

I saw a little mouse that hadn't grown full of hair crawling out of it, screaming at Huai Shi, as if groaning and pleased.

mouse?

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded.

I don't understand what the selection criteria of the Book of Destiny are all about.

But then, he saw a sharp beak poking out from the light, aimed at the mouse's neck, and pecked it cleanly.

With a squeak, the mouse lay on the ground and stopped moving.

Then, the black giant bird that was more exaggerated than a large dog came out of the miraculous markings, picked up the little mouse, quacked twice, and walked away affectionately toward the Huai. Poem ran over.

Put the little mouse with a breath of breath on the ground.

Arched towards Huai Shi.

It bounced around on the spot, as if it had been a gift.

"Hey!!!"

The blood-colored eyes of the visitor were extremely excited, spreading their pitch-black wings toward Huai Shi, making a sharp cry.

Seems familiar?

Just when Huai Shi was stunned, the huge crow that came out suddenly seemed to be afraid that Huai Shi would be polite to him. He picked up the little mouse, put it in Huai Shi's arms, and arched it twice.

Instructed Lao Tie to eat while it was hot.

"Uh……"

Huai Shi's expression twitched, and she waved her hand quickly: "No, this is not necessary..."

Seeing that he didn't eat, the crow that summoned was a little disappointed. After bowing his head and swallowing the little mouse, he jumped on the spot twice and quacked at Huaishi twice.

I don't know what it's talking about...

Huai Shi scratched his head and looked down at the strange bird, always feeling more and more familiar.

The crow yelled twice again, realizing that Huaishi couldn't understand what he was talking about, and circling around in a hurry on the spot. Soon, he vigorously shook his wings, and a cyan came out from the gap in the feather. Grass seeds fell in the hands of Huai Shi.

Taking the drafting seeds, Huai Shi squeezed, and after sniffing, he immediately felt a familiar breath.

This kind of special grass seed is rare even in hell. The only time he had the impression, it seemed that it was only in Yamatai Hell...Ueno Park?

Huai Shi was taken aback for a moment, and finally remembered the overwhelming group of crows in Xie Matai.

That was the first time he and the Lin family had a vengeance. These local little brothers were very enthusiastic to help him lead the way and navigate the way. Occasionally, Huai Shi will miss it when he thinks about it. Didn't he expect that there will be another day to meet each other?

"So it's you!"

Huaishi stretched out his hand to hold up the too huge crow, and looked at it in surprise: "Is it all this big? I can't recognize it anymore!"

Seeing Huaishi finally recognized him, the crow became excited again, and squawked at the summoning secret instrument.

Huaishi subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that, accompanied by countless sharp chirps, an overwhelming torrent of darkness gushing out of the secret of summoning.

Swallowed everything.

In just half a minute, when the fully armed manager suddenly pushed open the door amidst the sound of the siren, when he was approaching an enemy, he saw...a piece of dancing darkness covering the entire dragon call flute.

In the darkness, countless scarlet eyes looked back and stared at him.

It was like countless blood-colored stars rising in the dark night.

Between the dancing dots of red ~www.ltnovel.com~ only the almost submerged young man raised his head with difficulty, carrying hundreds of excited crows, and squeezing an awkward smile at the manager.

"Sorry, the job fair is over."

He said, "It's just that...the number of recruitments seems to be a bit high..."

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Half an hour later, he was sitting in the principal's office in the main building of the school, full of crows.

"A total of one thousand one hundred and twenty...You are really amazing."

Russell looked down at the report on the phone, took off his glasses, and looked at the student in front of him carefully: "Which **** did you move all the family over?"

"Uh, actually I didn't expect that much."

Huai Shi waved his hand awkwardly: "I just nodded, just a little bit... I didn't expect that they would all come by dragging the family."

"Then you are lucky."

Russell picked up the magnifying glass and walked to Huai Shi, carefully examining the overly huge crow on Huai Shi's shoulder, and even stretched out his wing to watch the long white edge on the edge of the wing.

"Especially this one, it looks pretty good."

He sighed and exclaimed: "It has evolved into the Winter Crow. It seems that their race is really suitable for you."

"Why in Winter?" Huai Shi was blank.

"You do not know?"

Russell glanced at him, stretched out his hand, raised the water glass on the desk, and fell directly onto the crow's wing. The crow fluttered its wings unhappily and quacked at Russell.

If it weren't for Huai Shi, it would have pecked out the old man's eyes long ago.

After the water in those cups flowed over the crow's body, it fell on the ground, and it solidified quickly, forming a little frost.

The chill is pressing.