This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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When she was shaken awake, Angel's head was still in labor pain.

The army horse under the crotch was still moving slowly on the bumpy road, and a layer of drizzle fell, which wet the armor on her body.

Although with her physique she was able to fear the cold, but for some reason, she still felt a chill.

"I'm fine, did I just fall asleep?"

Luna looked at her and said worriedly, "Just five minutes. What did you dream about again?"

"I feel like I dreamed a lot of things, but I don't seem to have any. It's strange, it's the first time I can't remember my dream."

Looking up, Angela hoped to get some revelation from the sky, but couldn't see anything.

Wrapping herself tightly, she yearned again for the guy to be by her side, no matter what.

However, the other party clearly has more important things to do.

With a regretful sigh, she raised her head and was about to let the troops set off when she saw a golden door unfolding beside her.

She took out the saber she was carrying, and she was preparing to be on guard when she saw a round thing flying out of it and landing on her horse's back.

"Leader, I will kill you sooner or later. The black box is really understood! What is this place?"

"In my arms."

Lu Fan in slime form raised his head and saw An Jier was smiling at him: "Long time no see, nothing unusual."

"Leader, come here, I'll kill you now!"

An Jier smiled and hugged the struggling Lu Fan in her arms, then slammed the horse under her crotch and rushed forward with a big laugh.

The coldness from before suddenly vanished, leaving only the warmth that penetrated into the heart.

In the evening, they finally came to the front line.

Under the management of Luo Lin, this position has finally completely separated from the civilized society, and has fallen into the primitive era of drinking blood.

Groups of muscular men grinned and dragged the priests who had just captured them back to the camp. They skillfully threw the weak priests into hot water, sprinkled them with various spices, and then sent them to the misty room for roasting. A process seems quite strange.

Luna looked at the group of savages and couldn't help but say, "They finally started to eat people?"

"No, the purpose of throwing hot water is to sterilize. The **** of plague is also crazy. His priests will use the plague indiscriminately. This is to prevent them from infecting the plague."

"But their looks are really unconvincing."

"Don't judge people by their appearance... well, I think so too."

When Angel's troops walked into the camp, the group of muscular men looked at Angel's troops with unpleasant expressions, and did not disperse until they confirmed that they were their own.

Led by a soldier into Luo Lin's camp, Anjieer and Lu Fan saw Luo Lin stroking the back of a teenager as soon as they entered.

"This body is uncontrollable." Rollin said with saliva.

"Me too." The painter raised his brush excitedly.

Angela's body reacted before her consciousness, and before she understood what was going on, she had already slashed at her with a sword.

The sword capable of tearing the earth was immediately grasped by Luo Lin, and the golden blood fell from the palm of his hand and disappeared without a trace in mid-air.

"Your Excellency Angela, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean! As soon as I came in, I saw that you were playing with a poor boy. Have you finally caught up with those bishops too?"

"Oh, you misunderstood me, this is a new product of slimes, a fully automatic teaching machine. They finally decided to make a male version of the Valkyrie, and attached concepts such as charm and eloquence, and then handed it over to me. detection."

"Don't believe him!" The boy who was being played with by Rollin suddenly shouted, "I'm just an innocent little boy, and I don't know why I was entangled by this pervert."

In the face of the boy's accusation, Luo Lin said calmly: "Don't worry, the soul sent to this guy seems to be a liar who is a liar, and I'll have to train him later."

"Trust me, there is definitely something wrong with this uncle!"

Rollin impatiently twisted the boy's neck, and then threw the boy who stopped moving aside: "Don't get me wrong, his switch is on his neck, and it will stop when he twists it. Well, welcome you all, An Your Excellency Jie'er, and... um, it's you."

Lu Fan felt that the current situation was very strange.

He didn't know if he should feel embarrassed about "you can see who you are if you are a person", or he should despise this guy who "revealed things and then madly lied and killed them".

However, he felt that Rollin shouldn't be stupid enough to lie with such a thing, so he could only put these two things aside for the time being.

Jumping onto the only chair, he squeezed the divine painter down, then collapsed into a pile of mush, and said weakly, "Give me a glass of goat milk, I'm really going to die of exhaustion."

"Yo hoo, you have today too. Is that little goblin making you look like this?" Luo Lin hurriedly handed over a glass of goat milk.

Anjie'er silently pricked up her ears.

"Forget it, another part of the plan, some really annoying bastard. He somehow figured out what an important item was for, and then threw me in and tortured me for a while."

"What is that."

"The book, the book of experience, allows me to experience the life of the other person from the perspective of that person, and it is helpful to understand the origin of the world. Thanks to this thing, I have learned something new."

Luo Lin looked Lu Fan up and down, feeling that the guy Lu Fan was talking about was not simple.

In his opinion, Lu Fan is already a rare powerhouse in this world, and even if the Lord God descends, he may not be able to help this bastard.

In the realm of the opponent, it takes hundreds of years to improve each time, and if a Demon King can be improved, the strength and identity of the opponent may have a lot of places to dig deeper.

The things involved here are no longer something he can participate in, so he wisely chose not to speak, and just tentatively asked: "What ability did you get?"

"Historical Witness."

"What ability is that?"

"The ability to trace back, I can activate it a little bit to see what you did last night? You were in... my eyes!"

Lu Fan covered his eyes in pain, feeling that his eyes were completely blind.

Luo Lin scratched his head in confusion and looked at the painter in confusion: "What did we do last night?"

"One hundred and eight muscular photos of strong men, so exciting!"

"Isn't that the same as before, why is he so excited?"

"Maybe you see something you like?"

Lu Fan got up with difficulty and decided that both of these guys would die in the future.

"You... forget it, experiment with another victim. Luna... my eyes!"

"Luna, what did you do last night?" Angela asked.

"As usual."

"...Forget it, I won't ask."