The cold snort gradually increased, and Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Bright Alliance, looked dissatisfied at this moment...

Looking at Cao Ji now, it's like looking at a dog, without caring much at all.

This guy positioned himself very low from the beginning...

Seeing that Ouyang Tu was angry, Cao Ji suddenly looked terrified...

How can it work, this is my only backing...

In the bright camp, he still wants to be more exacting, and also wants to rely on this saint lord to take the upper hand! He still has so many enemies without revenge...

Without the protection of this first-class saint, he would really be cold...

They had been castrated before, and the ghost knew that without protection, what would happen later.

"It's not...it's not the sage..."

"I...I said, I said..."

"I'm just a little unsure..."

"Actually...actually...when I was in front of the Seven-Institutions God City, I had seen similar shells like this. They were also very powerful, but they were much worse than this, but they were similar and slightly different..."

"At that time, the shell was fired by Fang Fan's little brat..."

"So... so the subordinates boldly speculate, whether this... could this be made by Fang Fan..."

"Gudong..."

"If... if all of this is true, then... then everything has changed..."

"Master Saint, this...this Fang Fan is too terrifying..."

"Master Saint, if he continues to develop like this, he still doesn't know what it will become in the future..."

"Master Saint, he must be killed as soon as possible..."

"Master Saint...Master Saint..."

Cao Ji frantically scratched his lower body. At this moment, his eyes gradually turned blood red. As he spoke, his lips began to twitch frantically...

Thousands of thoughts, rushing thoughts, everything is silent.

The hatred of being castrated, and the hatred of being beaten several times, Cao Jiquan was counted on Fang Fan...

Cao Ji became particularly mad at this moment...

As if to completely cut everything in front of me...

"Can you bear with me a little bit..."

"Don't...don't always scratch your stuff..."

"Really disgusting..."

Ouyang Tu was speechless...

It's always like this, not to mention how disgusting the surrounding smell is.

"Cough...whoop..."

"Hey...Master Saint, this...I can't control myself either."

"Just... just can't control it... just like that."

"Cough...cough cough..."

"This is not important."

"Master Saint, now... now we should put all our energy... on that Fang Fan."

"Otherwise, when he grows, we will be over."

"After all, we have a grievance with him, and it's still that kind of feud."

"Master Saint..."

Cao Ji licked his lips, and the fierce light in his eyes flickered as he spoke. He felt a little agitated at the moment, his thoughts abound, and his lips screamed frantically.

It's the perfect time for revenge again.

His own abilities cannot avenge him, but those are not important.

As long as... as long as you can fool Lord Sage in place to avenge yourself, it's the same...it's the same...

Cao Ji squinted his eyes, his exhalation gradually became real.

"Humph!"

"Do you still need to talk about it?"

"I asked you to deal with it several times, isn't it still like this?"

"If it weren't for you, this Fang Fan would have died a long time ago."

"No... You were the one who fiddled with me before and asked me to send him out to investigate the situation of the Protoss army!"

"It is your responsibility to become like this now!"

"hateful!"

"Your suggestion is nothing..."

"Speaking of it, I made such a thing..."

The first-class saint Ouyang disciple looked at Cao Ji more and more upset.

This guy is useless at all.

On the contrary, it also caused him a lot of trouble.

Now I am moved and irritated at the first glance...

Why did you collect such a waste in the first place...

Ouyang's eyes shrank suddenly, and his thoughts increased.

At this time, there must be more considerations.

Just like the present, you can't just care about anything.

"If this powerful cannonball was really made by Fang Fan, then this guy definitely can't keep it."

"This son... horrible..."

"Keep him, sooner or later it will be a curse!"

"Damn..."

"Must... must find an opportunity to deal with him..."

"As for how to deal with it... It is indeed necessary to fully grasp the wave."

"call……"

"The handsome president of my dignified bright camp, I don't believe it, and I can't kill this kid."

Ouyang squinted his eyes, his heart has already begun to make a comprehensive plan.

But you can't do it yourself, because it's not good if you fall behind.

And this Fang Fan was blessed by the goddess Athena after all, and in case he was paid attention to by the goddess Athena, in the end, if he took the shot himself and was found by the goddess Athena, it would be no good.

So... I need a scapegoat...

Ouyang Tu looked at Cao Ji, the corners of his mouth rose rapidly...

Um……

This guy looks okay...

From a comprehensive point of view, it is a very good candidate...

If not, according to Ouyangtu’s temperament, this **** would have been cleaned up a long time ago, and it would save a lot of trouble...

Really feel irritable.

The battle...continues to start...

Because the rear area would fire a powerful cannonball from time to time, the protoss soldiers who launched the attack were also somewhat powerless.

At this moment, I want to launch an offensive frantically, but every time I get a full blow.

As soon as he rushed up, he was crushed by crazy shells.

That kind of feeling, invisibly seems particularly anxious...

The more I think about it, the more painful and uneasy my brain feels...

How things should be spread out in the future is the most important thing...

It's always suppressed and suppressed, and it doesn't look like this.

"Gudong..."

Cao Ji shrank his neck subconsciously. At this moment, he felt that the sage of Ouyang had sharp eyes, and he wanted to swallow him completely...

Cao Ji inexplicably felt a chill in his back.

This guy... If this guy wants to attack himself, he really has a dead end.

Thinking of him, Cao Ji is really ill-fated...

With a sigh, I don't know how to express it anymore.

Nothing...

Too humble...

It's too hard to be a dog for people all the time.

...

...

At the back of the Protoss army, Fang Fan stood among the guards of the top ten army regiments, watching the killing performance of the Gothic Destroyer Gatling Legion, his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Um……

good!

very nice!

It seems that his choice is indeed correct.

When fighting against a large-scale enemy army, the Gatlin Legion of the Goddess is simply an invincible buff-like existence.

If you cooperate with the Deshen Artillery Corps, it will be even worse.

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