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, my brother is a bad one, and he can play with you for a long time."

Zhao Zheng spit out 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 lot, so what, you are in this state, can't you go back?"

Only then can Liu Renjun see some truth in 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 skin and body, are 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 wants 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."

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..."

"Hehe, at least before taking this step, the working people in Xiacheng District have given Liu's enough help, haven't they, although they don't have 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. Civilization, can a living corpse have its own civilization?"

Zhao Zheng cursed,

"It's really annoying for you guys, you guys, it's so hard to say something 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 and slumped in the hole and dreaming of unrealistic spring and autumn dreams. The goal was not achieved. The sentence is all 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 spent a lot of time squandering the juniors to make fun of him, so why didn't he jump out to help Mingguang?

The needle drop can be heard.

The room is full of heads and faces, but no one dares to catch the trouble, squinting all the 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 said something bad, brother die, what is your confidence?"

"What can I have confidence in, 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 that represents life behind me Little flower."

Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth fiercely.

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

Beat Liu Renjun with this brown candy, it will be fucking useless for a while...

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

Don't be kidding, then don't make the group of guys distressed and hematuria!

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 grass on the edge of his nest based on his own father's urine, he would have to marry him a few wives to suppress the fire.

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

The fact is that if you don't need Zhao Zheng's words, you can't support it, 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 spatial fluctuations.

"I'm here for you to be paralyzed! For the little 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 face of the Zhao family.

With the roar of the source crystal 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, stagnating in the air and waving his hand 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 without spatial fluctuations.

The blood lake mixed with the water of Guixu 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, as if a child who had just been weaned had 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-red man sneered,

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

"Oh? I want to see Liu, then... 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 purging 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 vitality. It's unreasonable!

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

Zhao Zheng slid on the loudspeaker for a moment, and raised his thumb.

"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 smiled,

"Go, wait~"

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