Binding National Fortune: Choose The Underworld At The Start, And The Ghosts Will Walk At Night!

Hemp legs, tofu waist, broom tail iron brain!

Pei Ye, who is familiar with the weaknesses of various creatures, directly hit a crit, a blood line appeared on the waist of Xiaoyue Silver Wolf, and the blood was pouring out like a fountain, bang!

A dull voice sounded, and the arrogant Silver Wolf was finally brought down to the ground. He lost too much blood, and he didn't know his life or death! : "As expected of Master Bei! He can actually kill a monster with his bare hands!"

: "What kind of broken wolf, it doesn't look too strong! Hahaha..."

: "A beautiful country will win! Our beautiful people are the best race!": "It's too early to be happy? This is the only way to solve one!" Just as the beautiful country was boiling, one was wrapped in a five-star red flag 's ID floated through the live broadcast room, and it was particularly dazzling in the barrage of praise. To be honest, it has always been the most disturbing.

Although under the cover of the arms, he killed a single one neatly. But - the wolves are overwhelming, at least hundreds of thousands of 04!

And what about the future soldier that Bei Ye used as a bunker? A face-to-face, casualty reference, ten do not exist one!

Pay and return are completely disproportionate. Wait until all the units are exhausted and face the fate of the wolves alone?

Unexpectedly!

: "Oops, Lord Bei is in danger!"

: "There are still so many monsters, what should I do? Or let's run?": "The beautiful country is no longer a beacon of the world..."

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, don't talk nonsense here, Lord Bei's power is beyond your imagination!" A pot of cold water was poured down on his head, and the boiling beautiful national horse panicked, fighting on both legs, flustered and completely lost confidence. The dead duck has a hard mouth, and only the mouth is still clamoring.

Miyamoto, the savior of Fusang, looked at the silver wolf whistling on the battlefield, as if he had entered a special state, with his right hand on the hilt of the knife, his body pressed very low, his face almost touching the ground. As we all know, the lower the body is, the stronger the power of the slash. Sarah~ Hey!

Heart and Qi are in harmony, Qi and spirit are in harmony!

The silver-white horse training emerged from the autumn water, and the brilliance was comparable to the silver light jumping on the battlefield. Baso's sword light flashed, directly slashing a silver wolf in half.

call!

Whoosh!

Looking at the Howling Moon Silver Wolf lying in a pool of blood and its body separated, Miyamoto seemed to have been drained of all his strength. While panting, even the hand holding the knife could not stop shaking. But one by one, this still does not affect the boiling of Fusang people. : "Juggernaut Miyamoto! Invincible!!!"

: "Have you seen it? This is the Bushido spirit of our Fuso!"

: "Go forward, cut everything! This time Miyamoto-sang will definitely get the ranking reward!": "That's it? Just this?"

: "It's just one solution, and those who don't know think that you guys are unparalleled!" The Fusang people were so excited that even the spirit of Bushido that was rooted in their blood was about to be revived. But a netizen from Daxia, how could he be used to this group of dwarfs, and the IDs wrapped in the five-star red flag whizzed through the barrage group.

Swipe directly!

Let them also enjoy the treatment of a beautiful country, and the sharp evaluation directly makes the backbone of the Fusang people bend down. : "Bastard! Is this Daxia's etiquette?"

: "What is maddening in other people's live broadcasts, you have the ability to go on your own!" Although the words are ugly, the truth is undeniable. Anyone with eyes can see that Miyamoto's physical strength is basically exhausted after killing a silver wolf. , If he wants to kill these wolves with his own strength, unless he is a body of iron, it is possible for King Kong's indestructible kidneys. Not to mention, Xiaoyue Tianlang is not a fool, and he can always let him kill one-on-one without fighting back. The furious Fusang man, unable to refute, could only turn into a mad dog and start biting people.

: "Laugh to death! Of course etiquette is for people! Who calls etiquette to dogs?": "I'm sorry everyone, I should have slapped them on the wall!"

: "Is it interesting to be preoccupied? Dogs bite people, people can't bite dogs, right? It's better to kill them with a single stick!": "I almost accidentally injured the friendly army... Take my 40-meter sword out, I want to give it to Xiuer Peel the apples!" With the mouth, Da Xia has always been the strongest!

The hand speed of a single dog is not covered! Less than 1% of the Daxia people, with the outburst of fighting power, are stunned by the local people of Fusang without any temper. You can only put on a purple face and get angry with yourself, which is simply self-inflicted humiliation.

: "Baga!": "Shameless!"

: "What is ridiculing everywhere?!": "Don't you have a live broadcast room?"

: "If you have the ability, see your savior! I don't believe that the devil can be any better!" After causing public anger, the foreigners huddled together and finally suppressed Daxia's barrage in numbers for the first time. : "Smile to death! Did you forget what you did before?"

: "The people who are cynical and sarcastic in the live broadcast room are not foreign 'people'!": "The way of double standards, I would like to call you the strongest!" Da Xia didn't bother at all, and directly blasted back with artillery fire.

Blood wash live room! You are allowed to come, but we are not allowed to watch?

That makes sense! Not to mention, dare to jointly declare a blockade?

It's really like they're muddy in Daxia!

Provoked by the people of Daxia who vented their dissatisfaction everywhere, a large group of netizens from all over the world rushed into the live broadcast room of Daxia after them.

: "OMG! What is this Daxia person doing? The big 917 family has begun to defend against monsters, he won't do it?": "He won't be crazy, right? Did he give up struggling?!"

: "The catastrophe is imminent, and you are still enjoying yourself. Daxia is indeed a hopeless country!" The scene in Daxia's live broadcast room directly shocked the eyes of those who followed. Before the gate of hell, in the city of death, above the dark as iron city, Li Mo was lying leisurely on the rocking chair, holding a cute pet in his arms and listening carefully, followed by a cute Loli, and two behind them wearing tube tops. The maid in the skirt kept fanning the fan. It is completely different from other saviours in the style of painting. He is leisurely and comfortable. If he has another glass of juice in his hand, those who don't know will think he is coming to the coast for a vacation! Others are robbing me, and I am on vacation?

: "As expected of my Mo God, blow my Mo God! 666!"

: "Stupid? It's just a group of moon wolves, my Moshen didn't even see it!"

: "Jumping Clown! You've been working so hard, you don't even have the qualifications to make Mo Shen serious!" Even if there were some murmurs about Li Mo's behavior, under the ridicule of foreigners, everyone was very tacit. The muzzle is unanimous outward. Supporting Li Mo for no reason, the barrage swipes the screen every minute, making them doubt life!

Depend on!

So angry!

With every sentence of disdainful ridicule, the foreigner who rushed in angrily was about to explode his lungs. .

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