I Just Want To Farm

Chapter 1213 Are you depressed? (Thank you Fengwu Fanchen for the 60,000 reward, I still ask for tic

Mid-air weapon impact.

Prismatic double blades against water spears.

broken.

The archers rained arrows densely, and the prophet's magic was activated, hum, and a large group shield with a range of 300 meters was activated.

Keng Keng! The arrows fell densely, and a small group of water elves then used water power to cover the bow and arrow team.

On the other side, Felix slammed into the shield alone and attacked the Prophet.

Sally stepped forward.

Gunn, Lin and the others also rushed forward.

The battle of the elves was orderly, orderly, and vast at first, but after order, it became extreme.

Never give up until the last moment.

The dark elves want to exterminate all other elf races.

The other elves, Ning, fought to the last.

So the sea, the sky and the beach are noisy.

Order is chaotic, bloody, and war begins.

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Boom!

In the City of Hope in Kailos Grassland, Prince Nurtel, who was wandering in the city, saw the thunder in the sky, and immediately ran to the eaves and walked up the city along the eaves. Just as he was about to return to his residence, he suddenly saw a stone on the balcony beside him. There is a back figure on the pier.

Well, there is a plump figure stuck in the hollow space among the raised stones.

a cat.

Sitting there, the back looks plump and melancholy.

He looked at the vast grassland and the gray sky in the rain, and shrugged his arms, as if crying.

He fell silent.

He knows this cat, it is the super pet of the witch, it can transform into a super domineering golden tiger, and it can go to heaven and earth, but this time he failed to keep up with his master.

Because he had to stay and protect the people in the city.

But he must miss his master very much.

I can't bear it.

Also inexplicably guilty.

Prince Nurtel hesitated for a while, and took the initiative to go over, and said softly: "Your Excellency Jiaojiao, it's thundering and raining."

go back quickly.

He was about to speak.

Jiaojiao turned around, "Huh? What are you doing? I don't have any clothes to collect."

A strong northeast accent.

The two paws were also holding a big pig's trotter, and the face was greasy and distorted.

Prince Nur Taylor: "???"

Why do you say that you miss your master too much and become sick from worry?

"Eh..." Prince Nurtel hesitated for a while, and smiled dryly: "Well, it's not good to be in the rain."

Jiaojiao chewed on the tendons, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm completely wet, because every hair on my body is very oily, and I can shake it dry just by shaking it."

Paralyzed, are you a Waterproof Muppet Fat Cat?

Prince Nurtel smiled: "Wow, that's amazing."

Jiaojiao: "It's a pity you can't learn it."

Jiaojiao also smiled slightly.

This smile. . . Prince Nur Taylor instantly remembered the crotch theory of integrating three lines.

His expression was a little stiff.

Prince Nur Taylor wanted to leave, but he was inexplicably unwilling, so he said, "You must be very unhappy to be left behind by your master."

"Master?" Jiaojiao pouted, "No, I am her little ancestor."

How the hell does it sound like you're her little princess.

Prince Nur Taylor continued to smile: "Then you are not happy."

Tell me you're unhappy so I can feel better.

Jiaojiao frowned, feeling bitter and bitter, "I'm really unhappy."

Prince Nur Taylor was overjoyed.

Jiaojiao: "The pig's trotters are a bit old today."

Prince Nurtel felt that he should go, otherwise he would be killed here, and the blood of the royal family would be cut off.

He hasn't even had a baby yet.

"Hey, are you leaving?"

"Um."

"It's so boring, don't you want to chat with me more?"

"No, I don't think I'm good enough to talk to you."

"That's true."

"..."

Prince Nurtel stared at Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao pursed her lips, "Why are you staring at me, you are."

Prince Nurtel was a little angry, "You think I'm her, I can do magic..."

"Believe me, she was scarier when she couldn't use magic than she is now."

"???"

Jiaojiao smiled: "Because at that time she could only use her brain."

Using the brain to solve problems is far more terrifying than using magic or sorcery.

Prince Nurtel inexplicably felt his skin turn cold, oh, it's raining.

The rain fell on the skin, Prince Nurtel touched it, and suddenly remembered how she looked when she knocked herself out that night.

Simply, decisively, ruthlessly.

"She is so powerful, what kind of man does she like?"

He wondered what man was so unlucky.

Jiaojiao glanced at him sideways.

"Super good-looking, top-notch brain power, explosive force."

"Choose one of three?"

"No, all three."

"Is she so demanding?"

The Goddess is not so harsh when she descends to earth.

Prince Nurtel secretly slandered this woman for sure she would not be able to marry in the future.

Jiaojiao showed an expression that you are too young for a boy, and she patted Prince Nurtel's shoulder with her paw.

"I'm afraid you don't know..."

"In fact, there is more than one person who has all three."

"She rejected them all."

Prince Nurtel looked at the greasy claws left on his shoulders: "..."

Although I think you are bragging, but I can't beat you, then pretend to believe it.

"You do not trust me?"

"Believe it, I believe it, of course I believe it, if I lie to you, I will..."

Thunder struck?

boom!

Thunder and lightning flashed, everyone and cat were startled.

My God, this thunder is a bit scary.

Prince Nur Taylor has a sense of crisis: "Could it be that the enemy is coming again?"

Jiaojiao stood up and looked into the distance.

"It seems to me that the enemy is fighting somewhere else."

In fact, ten minutes ago.

There was indeed a fight on the remote island of Slefel.

Playing in the dark, it feels like there are special effects everywhere.

There is no way, if the battle between orcs and humans is a martial arts competition, which can be performed artificially, then elves and elves will definitely have full special effects.

But the side that was attacked, that is, the water elf's side, was obviously at a disadvantage. Being suppressed and beaten, they died more than the other side in the first round.

This is indeed a war of genocide.

Maybe not everyone bleeds, but definitely everyone does.

Sally and Felix fought for 300 rounds, more than half of the spirit power was exhausted, and the spear broke three times.

She still hangs around the prophet to ensure that the prophet shelters most of the water elves with magical groups.

However, people always have their best time.

Death will always come to you.

When Sally saw several of her most familiar playmates killed, her eyes were red.

"No!"

boom! Felix slashed the spear flying, "Pain is the greatest enemy of elves. It is better to let you die than to make you suffer!"

Felix raised the long knife, and the blade fell.

The exhausted Sally was unable to condense the fourth spear.

Seeing this scene, the Prophet's face changed drastically, but she was manipulating large-scale magic to resist the attack of the griffin in the sky, and she had to either abandon it to save Sally, or abandon Sally.

It's a choice.

Seeing the prophet's hesitation, Sally twitched her mouth, it was Elven language.

goodbye.

The blade is down.

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