Reverend Insanity

Chapter 571: Son, Help Me...

Boom!

A shadow, like an electric laser, punched six arms like heavy guns and blew up a giant helmet crab.

For a while, in this chamber, blood splattered and the limbs splattered.

“Ha-ha-ha.” Pan Ping's beard scattered, and despite the blood and limbs on his body, he looked up and laughed.

“Smooth! Smooth! This six-armed King of Heavenly Death is a great move! With the help of the corpse, the deficiencies inherent in the force were avoided. So I can use it even if it's just a minor repair. ”

Pan Ping's eyes glittered, talking to himself, constantly tasted.

He is of demonic origin, under-resourced and poorly talented, so he has never mastered any killing moves. But I've never eaten pork, and I've always seen pigs run. After so many years of invasion in Kitahara, Pan Ping also opened his eyes, knowing this “Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse King” killing technique, as previously documented - powerful!

“With it, your chances of winning against the Wolf King will add up to 10%! The Wolf King has the power to kill, and now I have it too! Wolf King, don't be arrogant, one day I will give you back my shame!” Pan Ping bites his teeth and his eyes are full of hatred.

At the same time, the assassination technique is often being tested.

“It is indeed a reward in the 88-Point Zhenyang Tower, this killing is too powerful! ”

The power of killing is equally surprising.

“If there are any shortcomings, then the appearance is a little ugly...” I often stare into the mirror in front of me and look deeply.

Often in the mirror, the skin is green and grey, the corners of the mouth are stretched out, the eyes are dull and spit out, a red and green appearance of chaos, very infiltrating. Especially since he had six weird arms behind him, varying in size and individuality, he was often chilled.

Pan Ping is a demonic native, lacking resources during peacetime, struggling and struggling, with the purpose of survival, did not take this image into account.

But it's often different.

He comes from a family and is noble. He is a person with a face who loves feathers and focuses on fame. If you show this face, make him feel a little uncomfortable.

“However, the appearance is ugly, but this is the only way to fight Changshan Yin!” When I think of the source, I often have a determination in my heart.

“Speaking of which, it's kind of like his killer trick. His trick was to carry four arms, together with his own arms, with six arms. My trick is to carry six arms, eight arms in total. This is different in appearance. Wei Neng, it's also my killer technique. ”

Often in the dark comparison of his heart, his impression of the other party's killings still lingered in the previous royal battle.

All of a sudden, there was a glimmer of spirituality in my mind, and a guess emerged: "But it was also strange that the two killings were so similar. Perhaps… my kill technique is the original version, and Changshanyin's kill technique is most likely the missing version of the circulation, which he accidentally gets. ”

The more he thinks about it, the more likely it is.

“Changshan Yin is already a master of slavery, with the talent of slavery, how can he still have talent on the force? Oh, when I eradicate him in the future, I show this killing technique, I wonder what Changshan Yin will look like? Looking forward to it. ”

Think of the beauty, often the corner of your mouth can't help but outline a tiny curve.

At this time, a servant reported that Pan Ping had come.

After a long thought, he understood Pan Ping's intention and ordered him to go to my study. “Take him to my study and wait for him with tea. I will come later. ”

Because of the experimental killing technique, the clothes that were often worn were already broken.

After changing his clothes, he came to the study and saw Pan Ping holding a teacup and a cow drink.

“Too bad for my good tea.” I often laugh in my heart and say hello, "Brother Pan, look at your eyebrows are full of joy. Do you think the experimental killing technique has worked? ”

“Ha-ha-ha, the elder brother guessed well, that's exactly what happened. It's a killer trick at its peak. It's amazing.” Pan Ping laughed three times, then turned his head, "except that some of this was a bit of a puzzle. I tried it three times, and every time I dropped the kill, I felt painful in my stomach. And it weighs more than once. Is that what this is all about? ”

“Oh?” I often hear, gazing, "My symptoms are different from yours, your abdominal pain, I'm dizzy, even temporarily deaf. If you don't come, I'll talk to you about it. ”

There was a moment of discussion between the two of them, but they couldn't talk about Ugly Lunch.

Once they did not specialize in cultivation, they did not create refinery. The so-called exploration was only a trial experience and could not go deeper into the fundamentals.

Pan Ping suggested, “There are three other people besides us who have cleared the gate. Why don't we invite them along and talk about it. Friendship, it's just communication. When we're done, we'll invite them to join the Wolf Killer League! ”

Pan Ping remembered to pull people into the gang, often laughed, vaguely: “I already have an arrangement for this matter, I believe I will see the effect in the next few days. ”

……

Wang Tingfudi, the palace is a thousand miles away.

In the lush, dense woods, a group of magicians are marching carefully.

Knock.

With a crisp sound, Ma Hong Yun accidentally crushed a dead tree under his feet.

Everyone stopped and his angry eyes all focused on him.

“You idiot! How many times have I told you? Watch your step. Watch your step!” The team leader lowered his voice, staring at his eyes and scolding him.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!” Ma Hong Yun hastily apologized.

“Shut up, shut up! ”

“Shh, keep your voice down, you idiot! ”

The neighboring magician was in a hurry, and Ma Hong Yun was surrounded by one person, and even more in a hurry, directly covered Ma Hong Yun's mouth.

The chief looked somber, slightly murderous, and hurried: “Quiet down, all of you. If we disturb the beak flock, we will be less vicious. This time we just came to steal the eggs, steal the eggs and retreat. Anyone who dares to do bad things, I will destroy them first! ”

The chief is the only three-pronged magician in the business, strong and naturally prestigious.

Listening to him, everyone nodded quickly, including Ma Hong Yun.

The chief looked around for a week and stopped looking at Ma Hong Yun. He took another hard look at him. He had already made up his mind: “When I go back this time, I will definitely kick this idiot out of the team. So what? Alas, I was blind. Look at the dildo on his body. So good and comprehensive, he promised to join the group. What good is a trickster if he's so stupid? ”

Wow!

At this moment, there is a wave of tremendous noise in the dense forest.

A large number of beak birds, flapping their wings, swept over the tree branches.

The magicians who saw the scene fell into the ice.

“What's going on? ”

“Oops, the birds are shocked! Run! ”

“Ma Hong Yun, it's all your fault. I won't die this time, I will definitely go back to you!! ”

Some people are scared, some are angry.

“No, the birds are heading south, not to our surprise. Looks like he took the homecoming assignment, and the others!” The chief discovered the situation and was so happy that he couldn't help but scream.

People were eager to hear the words, and it was true that they were in a great mood.

“Help, help us!” A group of magicians retreated quickly and came towards them.

Looking at the dense and numb birds, they were attracted, and the magicians' eyeballs were staring down.

“No, don't come near!” The chief shouts, "and then I'll kill you first! ”

“Boss, look at their clothes. They're supposed to be from home.” Ma Hong Yun hesitated.

The chief almost hit someone. "You idiot, do you want to die? Don't just go save them! ”

Ma Hong Yun thought about that time before the Tiki Beast herd.

He just wanted to remind Jiang Frost that he set him up.

“Had it not been for my great destiny...” Ma Hong Yun thought of this, a shiver, and asked the chief, “What should we do? ”

The chief bit his teeth hard and watched the magician not heed his warning. He came this way, stomping his foot: “What else can we do? Split up! ”

The crowd broke apart and Ma Hong Yun was stunned. He hastily picked a direction and ran desperately.

“My lord, that is Ma Hong Yun, Ma Yingjie's heart.” Running away from home, the magician seemed to panic, in fact, each calm and fearless.

The leader of the old family, who was always in the heart, looked at Ma Hung's back, and stunned: “Is this man stupid? Any moves? ”

The usual family should design, naturally have knowledge of Ma Hong Yun's intelligence, know that his hands are full of worms and thorough.

“Yes, we're going to get caught up. Goddamn it, how did they get so fast? It's because of the movable trick. Oh, yeah, yeah, I got moves!” In the course of the run, Ma Hong Yun slapped his head hard, hastily prompted the insects, and the speed surged.

“Finally. Why is he still running to the left?” Another beam from the chief.

But he didn't know that Ma Hong Yun was a road maniac with a terrible sense of direction. Before the coup d 'état, his father sacrificed himself to let him escape. Then he went around a big circle and turned back.

This run by Ma Hong Yun made the situation worse.

The chief hastily commanded: "You, you, you, keep up with Ma Hong Yun, be sure to protect him. Also call Miss Chang Li, get ready in the front! ”

“Yes, my lord. ”

Despite the elite furniture, Mahongyun is running around and often in deep danger. The constant magician attracts the birds and secretly protects him, but if he doesn't see through them, it's hard to separate them. Instead, we sacrificed a lot of good hands!

“Help, help...” Changli lay on the ground, impotent, I saw Jew. The clothes were torn apart again, revealing a snow-white incense shoulder, the beard scattered, Chu Chu poor, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Ma Hong Yun flew over and ran for his life, but he didn't find Changli!

Chang Li stayed and was in a hurry to become intelligent. When Ma Hong Yun was about to run over, he stumbled.

Push.

Ma Hong Yun fell on a dog and ate shit. Looking back, he stayed.

“What a beautiful girl...”

He was a fool, but he was also a teenager, Muay.

“Son, please save me.” The sound of Changli moaning made Ma Hong's luck itch.

“Oh, oh.” Ma Hong Yun consented, his hands and feet were chaotic for a while, carrying Changli and running.