Reverend Insanity

“Murdered, really killed! ”

“What happened? ”

“What the hell is going on here? ”

Ofei's body, lying on the floor, like a dead dog. How could it not be noticeable?

For a short while, the movement here has become loud and spread throughout the camp.

More and more people, coming this way. A lot of people saw Ofei's body and shouted and began to hear what was going on.

At one point, the crime scene was surrounded by three floors of human walls, whispering and talking.

“The two suddenly got into a fight, but suddenly they died. ”

“That man is the murderer!” Someone pointed carefully at the source.

Square hug arms raised, parked in place, face indifferent, ignored the discussion of the surrounding people, as if they had not seen.

“Oh, he's just a slave. How could he kill a magician?” Naturally, there is suspicion.

“Of course he's not a slave. I saw him shoot a white gun and kill Ofei with one punch. It's amazing!” A magician watching the process, he said.

“A white gun?!” Chen Xin happened to hear this, and suddenly moved.

He unexpectedly witnessed Fong Yuan killing Zhang Zhu, Fong Yuan's spiral bone gun image, deeply imprinted in his mind. The word "white gun” was therefore very sensitive and immediately associated with one another.

“What's going on? What the hell is going on here?” The voice of Jarron's dissatisfaction came.

“Ah, the chief, and the deputy chiefs.” The crowd hastily cleared the way.

“Someone's dead! ”

“Well, killed... isn't this the youngest son of the Vice President of Europe? ”

The deputy chief saw the scene and whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd shouted a terrible scream in their ears.

“Ah! My son!! What happened to you, what happened to you?” A shadow rushed out and ran to Ofei's body, then stagnated suddenly.

This man is a truly Augustus, short and thin, eagle hook nose.

Ofei's entire face collapsed, his brains mixed with his blood, and he was already on a beach. Clearly, life has been completely extinct.

Oahu stared closely at his son's body, tears rolled over and left: “My son, you are so miserable. Who is it, who is so sad that he killed my son! I'll tear him to pieces!! ”

He was in a rage and screamed.

The eyes of all inevitably concentrate on the source.

Fang Yuan sneered, "Of course I killed him. Are you blind? I've been standing here half a day. Can't you see? ”

The answer was too arrogant, and the crowd suddenly rioted.

Jia Long and other chiefs couldn't help but frown.

Fang Yuan's appearance of fear made them feel uncomfortable. Especially since Fangyuan was wearing domestic slave clothing, let alone making them invisible, they carefully chose to look up the wall.

“You're the killer!” The Duke looked at the source like a knife and, despite his hatred, did not do it.

This is a little unexpected.

His own son died in front of him, but this lamb duke endured his killing intentions without impulse.

Hey, you can actually do business outside, the one with no eyes. The Lamb Lord has lived such an age, and it is common in traders to live and die. Being an elderly man, he is capable of standing in the Oz family.

But he didn't want to do it, but Fangyuan did.

To be honest, Ofei was able to show up, and his heart was very happy - he was about to kill an example monkey, and then he came out strong to deter people.

But it's not enough for Ofei alone. If you can add this Lamb Lord in front of you...

Ha ha, that would be perfect!

Thinking about it, Fang Yuan chuckled: “Old man, you came out just in time. Your son dared to disrespect my lady, and the fire in my heart has not yet subsided. Your son's guilty. You're not very disciplined. You are the culprit. Give me my life! ”

Saying, footsteps crossed, blinking kung fu, like a ram collided.

The lamb and the beard are all crooked.

Fang Yuan, what a distorted evil word!

Even though he killed someone, he defrauded himself as the culprit!!

He could no longer hold on to his anger and fought back against the past.

Boom, the two sides hit each other hard.

In the muffled sound, the airwaves swept.

Fangyuan retreated five or six steps in a row, which stopped the retreat. The white light faulty armor flashed weakly for a few moments, which only brightened up again, and his empty knack of heaven has withered.

The ram was run over, like a broken kite. Halfway through the air, he threw up blood and fell to the ground, barely stopping and his face was white as paper.

Who is stronger or weaker, at first glance!

“How? ”

“This ugly bastard is just a second-round breath! ”

“The Lamb Lord lost his fortune. He was too old for strength. On the other hand, the man is long and short...”

Several deputy chiefs were quick to analyze.

“You want to die!” The Lamb Lord ate this blood loss, and it also reacted. He was even more angry. He wanted to unload the square source directly and greatly.

Just now, he did not expect the source to take the initiative, nor was he familiar with the source's intelligence. In a hurry, he chose the hard block without thinking.

“Kid, let you know the difference between two and three turns!” The Duke roared and slaughtered the past in the direction of the source.

Fang Yuan was not afraid, stood up to the heavenly potion, a spiral bone gun, a blood moon potion, jumping grass beneath his feet, and killed with the Duke of Oahu.

The crowd hurried back and flew out of space.

Duke Oahu is three turns to the first stage, the source is two turns to the upper order, the difference is a small boundary, plus a large boundary, fixing the gap can be far.

But the source situation is very special.

His body was borrowed from the white condensed ice, and he used mostly tricycle. Combined strength, stronger than the Duke of Aurora.

In less than five rounds, Fangyuan took the upper hand.

This is a situation that brings people to life.

“This, this, what the hell is going on? ”

“The three-spinning magician was actually hit by the two-spinning one?! ”

“This is ridiculous! ”

People are incredible, and many people are staring at each other.

A few more rounds later, the source was completely upwind, suppressing the death of the ram.

A handful of people saw the way.

“This ugly man has a second-round breath, but I'm afraid it's more than that! ”

“Well, he must have a converging bug. Previously disguised as domestic slaves, we never found out. ”

“This man's mind is harsh and poisonous. He can't get away from the Lamb Lord. The situation of Lamb Lord is very bad. ”

The Lamb Lord called himself bitter at this time. He thought he could stabilize the Square Source, but he didn't think that Square Source was a hog-eating tiger!

No wonder he attacked himself voluntarily. He had no fear, so he was not weaker than himself.

It's despicable. It's shameful!

A few more rounds have passed and the battle has become perfectly clear, and most people have seen the terrible situation of the Duke.

“The defeat of the Lamb Lord has been decided. If we continue like this, he will kill us! ”

“The Lamb Lord himself was less than him, and at first he suffered a great loss, and the vengeance of the slayer could not be avenged. ”

“Where did this ugly man come from, strong, fierce and fierce? ”

“I know this man, he is the slave who won many bandit monkey kings in Bandit Mountain! ”

People talk, worry, curiosity, consternation, shock, etc., all together.

“Guys, stop it. There must be some misunderstanding in here!” Watching Lord Ouyang is about to be killed by Fang Yuan. As the leader of the merchant team, Ja Long is finally impatient to fly into the field and intervene in the battle.

At this time, the Lamb Lord had been killed by Fang Yuan, his heart beating, his face pale, and when he heard Jalong, he was overjoyed and saw hope.

He hurried away and leaned over to Jalong.

Fang Yuan's eyes swept quickly. He knew he couldn't catch up. Haha smiled and the situation stopped. “Brother Jia Long is here. Let's kill him with a bone gun together! ”

As soon as that word came out, the whole place was beamed.

So this ugly man knows Chief Jalong?

That's the first thought people have.

Still calling it intimacy, looks like a good relationship.

That's the second thought.

No, maybe he's deliberately calling it that, to confuse it.

That's the third thought.

As the saying goes, the spectators are clear and the authorities are obsessed. Those who watch the war, they are not caught in the battle, they are naturally sensitive.

Jalong was full of doubt at the moment because he had never spoken to Yuan.

The Lamb Duke is uncertain at this time. He cannot determine the true relationship between Jarron and Yuan. Although he also thinks that Yuan Fang Yuan is probably a lot of bluff, what if it is true?

If that were the case, he would be caught in the crossfire between Fangyuan and Jalong.

At stake is his own life. Naturally, the Duke dares not venture, turning a corner, away from Fangyuan and Jalong, and retreating to the southeast.

“Say something nice.” Jalong stopped immediately to avoid suspicion.

Fang Yuanhaha smiled and chased the past.

The Lamb Lord immediately understood his strategy of winning the Square Source. He was about to speak. He couldn't help but see that some people in the crowd were rioting. The white ice cream burst into spicy hands!

In that room, three spiral bone guns fired continuously.

“There's one more?!” The Lamb Lord was horrified, unable to turn back, and his subconscious rushed defensive moves.

But his trick was long after a strong crossbow, blocking two spiral bone guns, and then the tip of the third bone gun, shot straight into his back door and exposed it in his forehead.

Lord Lamb is dead!

His death was a terrible shock, and the whole scene was silent.

This is the vice president of the merchant team, the three-spinner magician!

The death of the Lamb Duke led to a change of colour among the chiefs and deputy chiefs, and a profound threat was felt.

“Bold maniac! ”

“How dare you kill the vice chief! ”

“Together we captured them!! ”

“Who dares take me?!” White condensed ice throws away the straw hat, white hair floats, cold eyes sweep across, and snow silver really spreads out.

“Ah, it's Xueyin Zhenyuan! ”

“She's the pinnacle of three turns! ”

Among the merchants, only one Jarron is a three-turn senior, and the rest is either a junior or an intermediate head.

Everyone is in a state of stagnation.

“Whatever you want to die for, haha.” Square source and white ice stood side by side, and the last hint of snow silver in the tip was moved out by him to play in his hand.

Oops, I'll go! Another three-turn peak!

Everyone's hearts trembled and their momentum stopped.

Fangyuan and Baijie looked at the whole field, and the crows in the camp were silent and dead.

(ps: Oops, late, mask...) (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)