This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"A little blood, some blasphemy... Is a diary written by the weak chicken man okay? It's full of blasphemy."

"I haven't seen it, but judging from his experimental methods, I think it should be possible."

"Take off your clothes, why do you have my diary?"

Taking off his clothes and the weak chicken man standing next to the statue of the first generation that was excavated, Camilla was instructing the workers to excavate the statue underground.

The excavated statue was larger than expected, and the statue made from an unknown material was unusually strong, which made the excavation a lot easier.

Just blast it all the way with the sword of unscrupulous.

The bombed statue was placed in the middle, and a group of Juggernauts from the Juggernaut Society sat together, the sharp blades in their hands resonated, and they made an uncontrollable trembling sound.

"Although they are a bit high now, they are all old farmers no matter what." Rooster Man said suspiciously.

"The thief's eyesight is not bad." The elder of the Juggernaut Society patted the weak chicken man, and his calloused right hand printed a clear palm print on the weak chicken man.

"Just say it, why are you still getting started?"

"You feel so good, it reminds me of my sheep's butt."

"You're still Irish!"

Continuing to rub the weak chicken man, the elder looked at the sword sage below and said with emotion: "Because our eastern sword sage was suppressed by the royal family, he did not dare to show his swordsmanship easily. And he usually has to eat, that's a place where birds don't care. And there is not enough population, so farming has to be done by ourselves. So, we created a new swordsmanship, that is farming swordsmanship.”

"Wait, I have a few brothers who must like to hear it."

After calling in the group, several special missiles flew over immediately, and the young master and a few other farmer players who jumped out of it shouted excitedly: "Where do you want to farm!"

Looking at the group of farmers and players, the elder said with emotion: "Good boy, talent, it's a pity that you guys don't learn this swordsmanship. Unlike that 3l, who is a swordsman genius, that's just a vulgar thing."

Not far away, the vigilant 3l glared at him, and the elder obediently shut his mouth.

"What are you encouraging? Fuck him!" The weak chicken man urged.

"I would have done it before I could. Don't say that frustrating thing, I will teach you. You can hold a hoe. The secret of this swordsmanship lies in the rhythm of this farming, with every breath and a special technique, to ensure that You were all practicing swords while you were farming. Come on, let's go to the side and continue learning."

Looking at the enthusiastic farmer players learning the farming swordsmanship, the weak chicken man feels that this group of farmer players will have another epic reinforcement.

In addition to Juggernaut, Allen also found a group of magicians through his own channels.

This group of magicians have all reached the level seven, and they have temporarily broken through the limit of level eight through the power of the nameless god, and each of them is a top magician.

After seeing that there was also Ms. Terra, the weak chicken man couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He still remembered that he was forced to tell jokes for three days and three nights in the future, and now he has a bad feeling when he sees the other party, so it is better to retreat a little.

This group of magicians began to sing as soon as they came here. Countless magical barriers were blessed here, making the reality here seriously interfered.

The professor also sent a group of priests. These priests are not responsible for fighting, but provide various blessings so that this group of people can exert more powerful power.

Seeing that everyone around was in trouble, the weak chicken man couldn't help but say, "I'm here too, I'll help you..."

"Get out of here!" He said angrily after taking off his clothes. "Do you want to blow up this place with your wicked body! Go fencing with Ron."

"Oh, made it."

Finding Ron who was hiding and playing weed, the weak chicken man lay on the other's head and said, "You're fine too."

"Yeah, Terra refuses me to approach them. I just want a sticky, unhealthy relationship with the succubus. Why are they so resistant to me?"

"They really don't know the goods."

This heartfelt remark instantly made Ron feel like a bosom friend.

Holding the weak chicken man, he looked at Ms. Terra, who was not far away, commanding the magician to build a magic position, and said with emotion: "Actually, my favorite is that Terra, I have never felt this way in others. She The heartbeat when she used magic to punish me, the throbbing when she ravaged me in her high heels, the excitement when she looked at me with disgust, I couldn't stop."

"Are you a chicken move?"

"I think it's true love."

"You are greedy for her body."

"I said it all, it's true love."

The weak chicken man feels that he can't talk to this guy.

But after thinking about it, he felt that it would do him no harm to bring Ron and Tyra together.

Get them together now, and bring Ron out in seventy-five years, then Ms. Tyra will definitely abandon herself to be with Ron, so can't she be freed from the **** of jokes?

I'm such a little genius.

After making up his mind, the weak chicken man said to Ron: "I can't guarantee anything else, but I have a way to win that Tyra. Can you tell a joke?"

"It's not me who blows it. With such a clean and honest character, I will never tell jokes."

"Pfft... keep your attitude and go straight on."

Ron muttered, "I really can't tell jokes," and walked over suspiciously.

Facing Terra's disgusted gaze, Ron whispered something to Terra, and the next second, the hammer that appeared out of thin air knocked him directly back to the weak chicken man.

"Failed? How is that possible! She has a very low laugh. What did you tell her?"

"It didn't fail." Ron covered his bleeding head and applied a magic healing technique to himself, "She beat me a little bit less, but I really shouldn't have told funny jokes in the first place~www .readwn.com~ Which **** just said he can't tell jokes?"

Ron suddenly grabbed the weak chicken man and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Master Weak, this is my last chance! I am really greedy for her body! As long as you can help me deal with her, I am willing to do anything! Usually we don't have a lot of work, and the professor doesn't have much time to make us want to die. This is the only time to get close to her! Please, give me a joke. "

"You're like a joke now. But you're really asking for the right person. Get up, and I'll give you all the jokes I treasure."

On the other side, Tyra was still in command, and her shoulders suddenly trembled.

Seeing this, the succubus magician on the side looked coldly at Ron, who was kneeling in front of the slime not far away, and wiped it on his neck: "Do I need to change that guy's mouth and butt? "

"No." Terra waved and said, "I just realized that the joke of that guy just now was quite funny. A man who can tell jokes should not be considered a bad person."

The succubus magician looked at Terra, feeling that it was necessary for his boss to look at his brain.