Transformed Into a Wild Female Anchor

Bald Qiang is always bullied, and Mao Mao hates Xiong Da Xiong Er.

"Oh, you are a big bear, you are bad!"

Maomao discovered that the big bear with the ‘old bald head and strong’ in Fei Fei felt a little big, and he understood everything at once.

It turns out that Harrow brought himself to this big house to fight the big bear!

Furious, Xiong Da is still bald!

Maomaao yelled, even faster than Jia Long, and ran to the strong old monk who was injured and could not move for a while.

Normally, Jia Long was also injured, and the support speed was not so fast.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hit the bear!"

The little furry man stood up, shook the mountain in front of it, shook the mountain, and rushed to the huge white and yellow fur and red-eyed giant bear. Both stood, but one was at most one meter a meter, and the other was 2.5 meters away. It's just a little ugly.

The giant bear slaps down, giving Maomao no time to swear at all, and suddenly a bear's paw is instigated.

"Bald head is strong, but also hairy!?"

Maomao felt shocked for a while.

This is too unreasonable. It doesn't matter if you have a strong bald head. This big stupid bear still wants to beat me?

Maomao is a good boy! Xiong Da wants to fight a good boy? !

It feels that its worldview has to be destroyed by such a bad bear.

It turns out that the big bear in the cartoon is a lie, it is a bad bear!

"Ehhhhhhhhhhh! What is the qi?"

Facing the big bear paw with a big fan, Xiao Maomao was unwilling to show weakness, and turned backhand, raising his little bear paw, aligning the position where the other party had taken the photo, and slamming away.

Bang--

Uhhhhh! !

An air shock wave burst from the transfer position of the two sides, suddenly bursting and swirling, impacting all directions.

"Wow."

Even Jia Long got closer, feeling the strong wind blowing, and had to take two steps backwards to stabilize his figure.

Puff.

Puff puff puff.

Xiao Maomao was like an air-filled ball. He was slapped and flew out, bounced and bounced, five or six times, and then stood up again, as if he didn't suffer any injuries.

"Wow!"

The giant red-eyed white bear showed a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Because it shot with a palm, even humans holding a big iron rod were incapable of fighting against it, but this little white bear actually blocked it and caused it to retreat a little bit.

It is necessary to know that the weight difference between the two parties may be several tens of times.

"Senior, how are you?"

Seeing that the little white bear is unobstructed, Jia Long immediately exhaled, and then ran to the old monk who fell to the ground, panting.

"He...hehe, Buddha Amitabha, Lao Na is really old and lacks energy, but it doesn't matter. A female charity, you go to help your precious pet fight."

The old monk's hands were cracked, his breathing was also rapid, and his expression was uncertain, apparently an expression of lack of energy and blood.

But before he shook his head, Jia Long looked slightly startled, and then nodded. After he straightened the senior monk, he screamed and rushed to the other red-eyed man who was besieging the old monk.

"Hahaha." After all, he is more than 120 years old. Although the old monk is expensive for Longxia to set the sea **** needle, but he is too old to fight for a long time with young people. He is doomed to be impossible. He sits on the ground quietly, with his feet swinging. Put his big iron rod.

"On the old way, it's the end of the war...well, the future will indeed be the age of young people. I wait for the old to die, should I retreat or I have to retreat."

The old monk pondered for a moment, and then smiled freely: "But before I retired, I still have the strength to make a fuss. Old bones, old bones, idiots, idiots, and idiots. After all, they are still the little monks of the past."

The old monk closed his eyes, as if he had entered a deep level of concentration, ready to exert more force next.

He doesn't want to lose to the veteran leader. The two have been fighting for hundreds of years, how can they easily be willing to lose in this way.

"Wow, the smelly bear is big, and Maomao hits you!"

Maomao screamed, dancing and rushing towards the huge giant bear.

puff.

The next moment, it resisted the paws from the giant bear, and its small body was opened to the rear uncontrollably.

Even so, it didn't actually suffer any injuries, just because of insufficient body mass, otherwise it would not have too much disadvantage.

"Fuzzy!"

Maomao probably learned something from Jia Long to never accept defeat. From the pinball mode, after rolling a few laps to recover, he rushed forward again tirelessly.

The giant red-eyed white bear didn't look down on this little bear too much. It abandoned its plan to hunt down the old monk, and instead fought against Xiao Maomao. Of course, this so-called battle is actually the process of Mao Mao being slapped flying by it again and again.

On the other side, the five new foreign super masters, without the support of technological equipment, fought hard with canine red-eyed animals and a red-eyed man.

In a moment of battle, it seemed to return to the original balance.

But this battle is also precarious.

Although Jia Long and Maomao got rid of the battlefield, Jia Long fought with a red-eyed man holding a Tang sword, and it was not much worse, but Maomao fought hard with the giant red-eyed bear.

The old Taoist leader was still in an extremely anxious state when dealing with the two big red-eyed people. After all, he used a sword and was light and agile. Even if he could only resist, he was not defeated.

The variables on the battlefield depend on Jia Long and Maomao instead.

It was Jia Long who first defeated the red-eyed man in front of her, and then supported Maomao to bring back the advantage of the entire battlefield in one go.

It was Maomao who was shot down by the giant red-eyed bear first, and the red-eyed man who helped fight Jia Long fought Jia Long, and then defeated all the coalition masters in the small battle circle.

The drone shots revolve around from time to time to take pictures of the overall situation.

Such a tense situation made the hearts of all netizens extremely shocked.

And netizens with certain eyesight can also analyze the above conclusions, so they look at the battlefield of Jia Long and Mao Mao one by one, hoping that Jia Long can quickly level the rival red-eyed people, and hope that Mao Mao can be in the giant The red-eyed bear held it under his hands a little longer.

"Come on, Xiao Maomao!"

"Maomao is too brave, not afraid of adult giant bears so much taller than him."

"Flying time and time again, standing up again and again, how perseverance Long Ye taught."

"I'm going to cry."

"Is this really the little bear we see dancing and twisting every day?"

"Loved, I am a big fan of Maomao from today."

"Long Ye must cheer, defeat the enemy in front of you, Maomao needs his mother's protection."

"Explore the small universe, Lord Long!"

In the live broadcast room, fans are hoarse, this is a battle that affects the minds of hundreds of millions of people.

Even if the combination that is currently participating in the battle is a little girl and a little bear cub, how strange it looks, but the victory or defeat of the two of them really determines the lives of countless humans, so it is not good not to cheer for them.

"Eh, oh, what's the hairy, oh!"

Maomao finally felt a little better in his throat, and he roared at the giant bear for a moment with a milky roar.

Hum——

The white bear was shocked.

"Good job!"

哐!

No one had expected that while Mao Mao was roaring, he had just stunned the giant red-eyed white bear. Before he had time to rush over and scratch the giant bear, there was a slender and heavy metal stick that slapped his head and slapped it against the giant red-eyed bear. The center of the skull.

Crackling.

The red-eyed giant bear didn't expect this at all, and only felt staggered all over his body, and his strength was rapidly losing.

Uh-

The stick speeded up again, scored twice, and hit the giant bear's head hard.

At this moment, mixed with the previous injuries, the red-eyed bear's forehead was smashed and the whole head burst open.

"Still angry? Then come again!"

The caller snorted coldly, and the hand-held iron rod was thrown straight out, and the gravity hit the bear's head.

No one can bear the same key third hit.

The huge bear brain was beaten by this third sap, and finally it was completely impossible to be safe, and a large group of meat sauce burst out in an instant.

The red-eyed giant bear swayed, his head tilted and fell to the ground, instantly losing his breath.

"Wow...wow! The bald head is strong, so tired!"

In fact, Mao Mao was also crumbling, and found the bad ‘Big Bear’ and was knocked to death by the bald-headed monk, and he was immediately elated.

It doesn't care whether it killed this monster bear by itself, in short, if the opponent is so bad, it's good to die.

So with the staggering strength, Maomao began to dance the bear dance upside down.

"Maomao, greasy damage! Bald head is strong, greasy damage! Maomao, Di Yi, bald head strong, first hungry."

"Maomao, strong! Bald, strong! Tweeted tweeted, Mao Maoqiang, tweeted, tweeted, bald strong, hee hee, strong!"

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The attacking bald head is strong, bah...

The old monk looked at him with a weird expression, and when the battle was over, the little milk bear, who immediately danced strange dance steps, gently exhaled his foul breath.

The strength of forcibly lifting up is beyond the body's load, but he knows that the old brother has already used such a move in the early days.

"Female donor, the old way is here to help you, please let me."

After the old monk finished raising his strength, he offered his big iron rod and threw it out, as if a rod had leaped more than ten meters, and hit the red-eyed man who was fighting against Jia Long.

when!

Although it was blocked by the red-eyed man with a sword with a backhand, the force of the stick sank vigorously, and the huge force caused the sword to rippling, causing the red-eyed man's body to sway.

"good chance!"

How could Jia Long have missed such a great opportunity because he was sitting on the senior Dugu Nine Swords.

Pyridine.

Jian Feng successfully found the flaw in the red-eyed man's defense, pierced in with a sword, and then stabbed him in the chest, causing a fatal injury.

Originally, Jia Long dealt with a super red-eyed person present. With her Wilderness mode combat power, it was more than enough. With the upper hand, it was a matter of time to kill the red-eyed person. With the help of the old monk, it would be faster.

So the sword stabbed and hit the red-eye man's vitals, causing the red-eyed man with the Tang-style black knife to take two steps back, and slowly fell to the ground with an ugly expression.

"You...too late..."

The red eyes were bleeding from the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something before he died.

"Can speak? Give me some information."

Jia Long's beautiful eyes lit up, like a bad aunt who tricked a child into candy.

"..."

Originally, the red-eyed man had some thoughts of talking before he died, but when Jia Long said so, he glared at Jia Long and stopped talking.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, although we are rivals, it is only because the two sides have different camps. The poor monk is a person who serves the Buddha. He only knows that all living beings have equal views, so there is no discrimination or hostility towards you. This battle is not you or me. Please forgive me for your sins."

Unexpectedly, the old monk talked in E language, so full of Dharma sense.

"..." The red-eyed man looked at the old monk, and then at the contrast, Jia Long, who appeared to be LOW to the extreme, seemed to be ridiculing: Let's learn, just like this, you still want to learn from others to ask for information?

Just tell the old monk, I won't tell you either.

"Master, too much ritual. I and I actually retain the memory of being transformed into and being a new human. I have always had a good impression of Buddha. Today's battle is not your fault."

The red-eyed man talked with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Jia Long is a little anxious.

Hurry up and talk about intelligence, not to mention it's dead, I can't say anything I want to say.

The old monk glanced at Jia Long sideways, and forced Jia Longhou's impulse to say something urgently.

"Maomao, let's help the veteran."

Jia Long saw that he was afraid that he would be unwelcome, so he called out and inserted the same precarious veteran war circle.

"This donor, I don't know if there is a last word? Don't listen to the words of the talented female donor. The poor monk can listen to the donor's repentance, past, and regrets, not for information."

The old monk is really like a veteran, ready to cross the dying person.

"Heh... monk, let me tell you. You... come... it's too late, know, know why, in my lower class, most are only a new human compatriot, or a new animal compatriot to stop it?"

"..." The old monk groaned for a while, then shook his head: "The monk is dull, I don't know."

"Because, because we want to improve our combat effectiveness, we need the new world tower to pay energy, and if each layer pays too much power and strength, it will affect the new world tower to contain diseases and viruses, so the previous level does not have too much. The number masters hinder you. Of course, there are reasons why we are too contemptuous of your combat effectiveness."

At this point, he paused, as if he wanted the old monk to figure out the main points.

It can be seen that the old monks still have expressionless expressions, and the red-eyed people gave up.

"Then, then, we can use seven combat powers at this level, you, you guys, think about it, why?"

When it comes to this point, if the senior monk can't react to it, then it really doesn't work well.

His eyes, which were too old, and his eyelids set, burst into a fierce brilliance.

"Amitabha Buddha, does it mean that the donor said that you, the new world tower, already... don't need energy, and there is a virus?"

"Hahaha, I finally reacted, yes, no energy is needed, because the energy is full, at most two hours, it will spread the virus outwards, once it is turned on, the process is irreversible, your old humans are dead!"

boom--

Under a stick, this red-eyed man with a stern laughter was smashed into his chest by an iron rod.

He swallowed his last breath.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name, and after that, he turned around.

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