Evolve from a Tree

This is also the reason why Cheng Jianguo, an old general who fought in the South and North, seemed so desperate, allowing Ye Zhi and Ye Luo to take the opportunity to break through and escape, because this was doomed from the beginning to be a losing war.

The only thing they can do now is to use all means to perform to their heart's content, delaying time and waiting for Su Mu's arrival.

That's right, it's acting.

Only an excellent 'performance' can arouse their interest. Once the other party loses interest in their performance, all of them will disappear into the world like gravel in less than three seconds.

This is the high-energy world.

It is no longer ordinary fighters who decide the outcome, but those who are absolutely strong.

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Worcester Brown calmly looked at the projection screen of the battle ahead, with a playful smile on his face.

"It's kind of interesting." Worcester Brown's thumb gently rubbed the harpy with a layer of fine padding: "But if you think this is over, you'd be wrong, it's just It's a small appetizer."

"Queen, is the flesh and blood of these terrifying beasts enough to form the Klein Creep?"

"Of course..." A cold and greasy voice sounded from behind Worster, like a poisonous snake curled up in a dark and damp corner.

An extremely glamorous enchantress with purple lip gloss stuck to Worcester's back.

She lightly wrapped her porcelain-like jade arms around his chest, lightly scraped Wurster's cheeks with her hard black fingertips, and slowly licked his earlobes with her long, slippery tongue with a fishy-sweet smell.

"Not enough." The gentle whisper like a sympathizer sounded softly, but the content made people shudder: "I still need more death, more flesh and blood."

"As you wish, my princess." Worcester Brown turned around and gently held the arm of the Queen of Worms, lowered his head and gently kissed the split mouth on the back of her hand.

A large number of young maggots gushed out of the mouth like a flood, and Worcester Brown's mouth was immediately filled with maggots.

He chewed these maggots indifferently, bursting his mouth full of juice, with a look of extreme enjoyment.

It's as if what you eat is not maggots, but delicacies cooked by the most outstanding chefs in the world.

The corners of the eyes of other alien races twitched when they saw this scene. They had seen love across races, but they had never seen a human being fall in love with a fat wriggling maggot!

Yes, maggots.

This beautiful bewitching girl is nothing more than an illusion of her spirit, and her body is a fat maggot.

The fat on this worm queen's body is like countless tires piled up together. When wriggling, you can clearly see a large number of small maggots shaking off from the gaps in the tires to the creep on the ground, sucking the energy of the creep and quickly becoming A new horror beast.

The Klein Zerg grew up in this way.

After tasting the 'food' in his mouth, Worcester Brown took out the embroidered handkerchief pinned to his chest to wipe off the yellow and green juice from the corners of his mouth, and re-stretched his eagle walking stick and said lightly: "It's time to send those meat animals to It's the battlefield."

"If we don't send them to the battlefield, these meat animals will be eaten up by our clan." The alien who spoke has five heads, but only the middle head has open eyes, and the other four have five heads. Head eyes closed, silent.