Doomsday Pavilion

Zhao Zheng smiled happily.

"It seems that Mingguang's back player is Men Erqing, what about yours?"

His attitude suddenly became bad, and he asked every word.

"What are you waiting for?"

Liu Renjun just casually pointed to the "tree crown" that "grows" on the sea of ​​blood.

"Didn't your little Doudou leader have been analyzing it for a long time-I don't have any support, and my brother has a bad life and can play with you for a long time."

Zhao Zheng spit out phlegm viciously.

"Liu Renjun, what you said is a bit suspicion, not authentic."

Liu Renjun laughed, but did not answer.

Zhao Zheng suddenly had bright eyes and his expression was very gossip.

"I said Liu Renjun, your personality has suddenly changed quite a bit, so what, you are in this state, can't you go back?"

Only then can Liu Renjun see a little truth on his face. It is estimated that his head weighing more than ten tons shook, bringing a gust of wind.

"I can’t go back. Isn’t it ridiculous? My parents, who are affected by hair and skin, but I squeezed into a corpse with dozens of half-dead old guys. The friction and collision of the soul is inevitable. There are thousands of times of seamless communication every second, and it will make people crazy. Only a few days? Everyone in this body can't wait to kill everyone except himself."

Zhao Zheng was stunned.

"Completely understand, but this has nothing to do with the massacre you are going to do in Mingguang that may not be successful, right?"

Liu Renjun said,

"People are really interesting. Even the most vicious hypnotic brainwashing and even the change of soul can't deal with some of their thinking. Liu wants too much, and people, they can give us too much. less..."

"Haha, at least before taking this step, the working people in Xiacheng District have already given Liu's enough help, haven't they, although he doesn't live in a fixed place outside, the resource and human information Liu has never worried about this. Hey, won't the occurrence committee be very envious?"

"Don’t be so angry that you can turn into anger--but it’s useless now. In a sentence before the cataclysm, it’s complicated. In order to avoid wrestling, ordinary people in Mingguang can give up and put a lot of free ones. If you don’t need a living corpse, why bother to have trouble with yourself?"

"After all, we have all become like this. For us, it doesn't make any difference whether it is a human or a living corpse. Civilized, can a living corpse have its own civilization, right?"

Zhao Zheng cursed,

"It's really annoying for you guys and young people. It's so hard to say a few words one by one. It's just that the leader is not big enough to drive the team. Let's talk about it. Master, I only saw a group of unseen rats all day long, naked in the cave, making unrealistic dreams of Spring and Autumn, and the purpose was not achieved. It is the world’s fault, not my fault. Clean."

"I think there is a word that suits you well, what is it called, daydreamer?"

...

General Ye Lao in a certain conference room chuckled.

"Since when this little guy Zhao Zheng has become so slippery, old man Zhao has spent a lot of time to teach the juniors to make fun of him, so why don't you see him jump out to help Mingguang?"

The needle drop is audible.

The room was full of heads and faces, but no one dared to catch it, squinting his eyes like an old monk entering concentration.

——Without him, from the heart.

And, that old guy is unreasonable!

...

Zhao Zheng smiled but didn't smile,

"One bite to put out the bright light, this one is useless and that one is useless, I'm not good to say, brother die, what is your confidence?"

"How can I have the confidence, tusk, our whole family is packed here like canned sardines, right?" Liu Renjun patted his chest to ensure that he was telling the truth, "Oh, and this flower behind me represents life. Little flower."

Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth fiercely.

Everyone can know what is wrong with that **** flower, but what can be done, people regard the source crystal cannon, the evolving skills and even the birdwing ballista attack as nourishment, can they afford it?

Punch Liu Renjun with this brown candy, it will be **** useless for a while...

Fight a protracted battle in Mingguang City? Who will bear this loss?

Don't be kidding, then don't make the group of guys above feel distressed and have blood in the urine!

Zhao Zheng had no place to vent his dissatisfaction, and he was too old and uncomfortable.

(Well...)

It seems that the little girls in the back are pretty nice? Military uniform! It's also quite interesting!

Immediately, Zhao Zheng shuddered again, and suppressed the evil fire in his heart-if he knew that he had eaten the grass by his own father's urine, he would have to marry him a few small wives to suppress the fire.

(Can't afford to offend, mother, is there something serious about this group of dogs, I can't hold it anymore...)

The fact is that without Zhao Zheng's words, he can't hold it out, Liu Renjun first exploded.

"I'm almost out of time, Zhao Zheng, haven't your people come yet?"

Zhao Zheng stared at Liu Renjun’s four hands with red eyes, to be precise, staring at the sequence that disturbed the spatial fluctuations there.

"I'm here for you to be paralyzed! For the young master to be so tender!"

then,

"Boom~"

"Kill~"

nonsense.

The evolutionary hasn't gotten a bit of a temper yet, and it's still regarded as the unreasonable old scumbag face of the Zhao family.

With the roar of the Yuanjing Cannon, a black-red and black-red guy immediately jumped from the sky, extremely burly shirtless.

The big man came fiercely but didn't intend to get close to the giant at all, he was stuck in the air and waved lightly.

"Return to the ruins, open to all rivers!"

This one was obviously also fierce, and opened a gap of at least two hundred meters of pitch-blackness directly above the blood lake-the kind with no spatial fluctuations.

The blood lake mixed with Guixu water that made the evolution feared like a tiger instantly lifted up hundreds of thousands of blue, clean water dragons without any flesh and blood, and directly poured into the cracks, just like a child who has just been weaned has seen a relative. mom.

The evolvers didn't care about taunting this guy who came from the dark sea, cheering in unison, and rushing faster.

Liu Renjun tilted his head slightly.

"The guy on the coastline, the news is good enough, and I'm not afraid of running too fast and striding too much?"

The black-skinned man sneered,

"Mingguang is the backing of the coastal defense line. This is my home. No one can be wild in Mingguang."

"Oh? Then I want to see Liu... Hey..."

The big man didn’t bother to look at Liu Renjun, who had been cut into six pieces by Mo Ming’s radiance.

"Wasting time, no help, wait for death, goodbye!"

——He created this glow at all. He is enough to suppress the Golem Giant, but he is not stupid enough to stop thousands of people from pursuing revenge.

Of course, it's just to purge the fire.

This dog-skin plaster is a thief-foot guy who can’t do anything about him for a while. If he wants to kill such a big blood corpse by non-opportunistic means, I don’t even have to think about it in ten and a half months. This thing is so vitally vigorous. It's unreasonable!

(When Master Warlock arrives, I will see you panic.)

Zhao Zheng slid on the loudspeaker and gave his thumbs up.

"Brother steady! Don't leave at night, my little brother invites you to have a glass of three-color snake wine!"

The black and red man with a smile on his face,

"Gotta wait, wait~"

It doesn't work if you don't laugh. Speaking of which, this is the first person to laugh at him instead of spitting after he came to Mingguang.