You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

Not even strong men, mostly old and weak women and children.

Dong Huang Baiyi finally couldn't help but wonder and asked an old man who was sweeping the snow in front of the door.

“Hello, how come all the people here are out of town and haven't seen a few men? ”

The old man raised the face of the old wrinkle and looked at the Dong Huang Baiyi. He was slightly stunned. He also seemed to be shocked by the beauty of the Dong Huang Baiyi.

After all, the beauty of Qingya and Donghuang Baiqi belongs to all sizes, and everyone should be shocked when they see it.

“Girl, it's not safe here. Get out of here.” The old man gently persuaded him to retract his gaze and continue to sweep the snow from the ground.

“What the hell is going on here?” The Eastern Emperor could not bear to ask again.

The old man raised his waist slightly bowed and whispered: “In the winter, evil witches often come out, strong men in the city are taken away, and monsters come out after the winter. The Principality of Guda has previously sent troops to suppress, but the last three years are the future, all defended by the royal people. ”

“But now even the royal people are running away, and this Lingtai country is about to be destroyed...” The old man took a deep breath and grew up here, no longer had the strength to run and bury it with the land.

Watching the old man's old shadow walk into the house, the Eastern Emperor exhaled. Compared to here, the inhabitants of the planet are much happier.

At least don't be scared.

“Ye Hua, how about here as our home camp?” The Eastern Emperor whispered with his husband's arms in his arms.

Ye Hua doesn't really like it here. Although it's big, it's too small and very troublesome to rebuild.

“You like it here?” Ye Hua was curious to ask.

Instead of liking it, Dong Huang Bai would rather help these helpless people to have a good environment.

If they are sheltered by Ye Hua, they should be guaranteed.

Ye Hua is also going to find a place to help others, and nobody can rob it, it's worth it.

“Okay ~”

Without the children, Her Majesty began to shake her husband's arms.

Ye Hua was helpless and couldn't stand the delicacy of her two women, especially Her Majesty the Queen.

“Then let's get back to planning.” Ye Hua faintly said, let's go here.

You have to renovate it. You can be an emperor. You have to be an emperor.

It's just that the starting point is too low. It can't be called a country anymore. It's like a small village. My lord is a village chief...

Honestly, fuck me.

Returning to the campsite, Yehua began to convey the order.

As for last night's voice, it shouldn't have been made by my subordinates. Witches grabbing men, thinking about it with their asses, knew it was cheerful. This evil power is no wonder.

As for how to be emperor of the Lingtai kingdom, Ye Hua can't force those people to ask for their respect as emperors, and then ben ben ben ben ben ben ben ben ben.

That's what an actor needs...

Enemy actors seem to be ready, listen to the old man say monster attack the city, take this opportunity to show strong strength!

Let me show you, even if the Flood Beast strikes the city, your honor will destroy it!

The next step is to wait for the monster to attack the city and enter the “palace” of Lingtai.

But every night, Ye Hua and his men can hear the voices.

Had it not been for the actor, Ye Hua would have arranged this witch.

And white bone intelligence tells us that the wicked witch is indeed feeding, and judging by the quantity, she will soon come out to feed again.

Importantly, this witch controls many first- and second-degree monsters.

No wonder monsters attack the city. Emotion is the witch's manipulation behind it.

Unfortunately, this time you met your true self, and finally you want to be the stepping stone for your self to take the throne!

But you should be glad that you can torture him for a few nights, and even let him keep you.

Finally, eight days later, the white bone sent a message. There's been a change!

The eight-day outdoor sleepover has made Ye Hua and his men suffer, especially those who exercise every day, which is torture.

I really want to thank the witch for her action. You finally made your move!

At this time, outside the wooden walls of Lingtai, hundreds of first-order monsters gathered, as small as Slime, as big as Goblin, and even one or two skeletons with sceptres, the immortals.

And standing in the air in a demonic woman, that's the witch in the old man's mouth, attacking the purple robe, the hair like a waterfall naturally drooped, the long white legs hidden, hands raised with a feminine attitude, although laughing, but it was a cold forest laugh.

And standing on the wooden wall are some seventy old and eighty old men, wearing old armor, holding the most ordinary bow and arrow in their hands, carrying only a few arrows of the grass, whether they can hit the enemy or not.

Only the old man who swept the snow was still the leader, with a machete between his waists, a pair of eyes staring closely at the monster not far away, and of course the witch in the air.

“Raise the flag!” The old man had a big drink.

Only more than thirty old men on the walls of the city raised the flag of Lingtai, and the flag of the orangutan floated over the wooden walls.

Clean white snowflakes quickly dyed the bright red flag with a white crystal.

“Pull the bow!” The old man drinks again.

Thirty old men pulled their bows and arrows into full moons.

Looking at the old men on the wooden wall, the witch thought it was funny and screamed, "Old men, open the gates and I'll spare your lives! ”

“You heartbroken witch, God will take care of you one day!” The old man drank, probably for too long, his right hand trembled a little and accidentally shot the arrow out.

Saw the feather arrows slide out of a beautiful arc in the white sky, steadily penetrating the ground, far from the target.

“Hahahaha ~” The witch couldn't help laughing, laughing at the old men, such ordinary people dare to block their own footsteps!

The old man looked at the feather arrow and his heart sank. The morale of the old men next to him was greatly affected and very low.

“Witch, today I am going to fight you to the end and avenge my son's hatred.” The old man pulled out the machete in his waist, pointing to the witch's wrath to drink.

The witch stretched out her bright red tongue and licked the corner of her mouth: "Old man, your son tastes good and smells good. ”

“You!!! ”

The witch closed her smile and the gloomy breath covered her face. “Kill! ”

Hundreds of monsters rushed toward dullness, and more than thirty old men began to pull their bows and arrows, but such bows and arrows didn't even work, not even Slime.

From time to time, the undead with the staff threw out fireballs and the wooden walls burned immediately.