The Devil's Escape Diary

"Properly." Hughes put away the ring: "Then this thing belongs to me."

"Wait!" Puchuan looked at Hughes and said, "You can take things away, but you have to return the ring to me?"

Seuss shook his head: "This is my trophy."

"Then..." Puchuan gritted his teeth: "You can give me the runestones! That's a life-saving thing."

Hughes still shook his head: "Sorry, this thing is mine now."

Pu Chuan was anxious: "The autumn hunt has only started the next day, what should I do!"

"It's easy. Do you want to continue the adventure in this Black Mountain, or go out now." Hughes said while checking the trophies, "It's up to you."

"you!"

"Huh?" Seuss took out a bottle of Warcraft blood. This familiar bottle reminded Seuss.

"Where did you get this thing?" Hughes asked.

Pu Chuan snorted: "I picked it up on the road!"

In this way, Hughes knew the nonsense at a glance, and he simply looked at the Black Feather Eagle: "Did you see anything just now?"

Black Feather Eagle yelled twice.

"I underestimated you." Hughes turned to look at Puchuan: "So there are still two trolls who have not come."

Puchuan was stunned: "You...can you understand what it says?"

"I said she is my pet, why are you so surprised?" Hughes looked at Pu Chuan for a while, and then smiled slightly: "You may have to suffer more."

Pu Chuan panicked: "What are you going to do!"

"General." Hughes looked at Wang Jiangchen: "Press him."

Jiang Chen instantly pressed Pu Chuan to the ground.

"Sius! You are a royal family! Be honest!"

"Don't get excited." Hughes reached out and put his hand on Puchuan's inner thigh.

Pu Chuan was even more panicked than before: "What are you going to do with you, you, you, Husseus! Pay attention!! I will fucking fight you! I really will!!!"

"Don't want to be crooked?" Hughes curled his lips, then grabbed a piece of Pu Chuan's tender meat and twisted it!The kind that has almost rotated three hundred and sixty degrees!

"Roar!"

In an instant, the dragon lizard let out a roar of shaking the mountain!

Hughes let go, and ordered the minister: "Confused him."

"Yes." Jiang Chen pulled the minister over to Pu Chuan, and said'ha' to his face.

The painful face was distorted, and Pu Chuan fainted instantly with tears in his eyes.

That warlock is also the same routine.

Hughes looked silly from the side: "Wait...wait. Shouldn't you cut a hand knife on your neck if you get dizzy? Why do you just stun it with your breath?"

Jiang Chen explained with a serious look: "It's not a tone, it's a corpse."

Hughes shook his head and didn't get entangled here. He even tied the two of them to a tree trunk and said to himself: "In this case, the two who stayed behind should have heard it too."

"Let's go." Hughes stood up and was frustrated twice. He planned to change his strategy after meeting the demons with a big failure: "It seems we need to find some new partners."

The star-scarred cat meowed, meaning where are you going.

Seuss touched his chin, and asked sensibly, "Do you know which ethnic group is in charge of mothers? It's also true for more mothers."

This Black Mountain Warcraft Group probably doesn't know, their place will soon be renamed Thunder Bluff!

ps: Regarding the question of Wang Jiangchen's surname, um, sometimes the reason for losing the surname is to reduce the number of words, so as not to let everyone spend money to buy useless words, right?It's not that adding a surname is not easy to write.

ps: The fifth update, I will directly express the monthly blade pass!It will be launched on Friday, and the third update of the whole site!

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Finally, Lengxia’s new book

"wreckage"

The gloomy sky covering the sun, the majestic rain hitting her body, and the sharp tearing pain from the right side of her abdomen, she was trapped in a hill piled up by corpses, and she couldn't remember what kind of warmth it was like. .

Chapter 93: Getting Closer to the Truth

"This is the first scene." Marcus pointed to a section of the road that was blocked by the Public Security Bureau: "The Public Security Bureau blocked this place after the above matter was taken seriously, and the scene was kept intact."

The breeches were addressed to a guy from the Crypt Tribe, and his tone of voice was full of helplessness.

"I see." The Crypt Clan guy had a haughty voice in his voice, walked directly towards the scene, and then checked it out.

"Please take your left foot back, Lord Narsson." Marcus shouted helplessly from behind, "You stepped on the blood stains thrown by the murderer."

Narsson’s movements froze, but his face remained unmoved: "I know, I am only measuring the distance between them to infer the size of the murderer."

"Those things are already in the report." Marcus said from behind: "Also, Lord Narson, you just stepped on the suspected imprint on the scene."

Nalson waved his hand: "Of course I know that these reports are on it, so I don't mind! Also, can you shut up? I'm investigating the case!"

"Sure." Marcus turned his head and walked around the corner thinking of the strength of this street.

"Boss." Seeing Marcus walked out, Arthur probed into the alley with a gloomy expression: "Did you invite a major sanctuary to help, or did you invite it to make trouble? "

"Don't say that to me." Marcus took out a piece of dry bread and ate a bite: "This person was found by the chief, not me."

"Then it's too unreliable." Arthur is entangled here: "This person is a layman, even if he has to intervene in the case, what is the director's thinking? Look at him when he comes to this scene Huhuo."

"Anyway, we have records of the clues we can find." Narsson said without paying attention, "Let him see if he wants to see it."

Arthur suddenly looked at Marcus incredulously: "That's not right, my boss! Don't you have to fight against those guys who destroy the scene!"

Marcus glanced at Arthur, and pointed at Narson: "The main battle clan sanctuary, if you have any dissatisfaction, I will help you convey it?"

"Don't don't don't don't don't." Arthur persuaded in an instant.

"Okay, don't complain here. How many people in the real sanctuary want to do our thankless and offensive work? Just one is fine, and they are picky."

"But I know this Narsson." Arthur whispered: "This guy used to be the coach of the city defense army! I heard that he had offended the third prince, and he was dragged down from that position!"