Marvel: My Frog Cub Brings Back the Dragon Fruit

It got the approval of Guo Feng, the producer of the scroll, and his own boss Zheng Xian.

The scroll that did not seek to perform well, but only wanted the sword saint who had no big mistakes to open at this time.

And then....

The burly body suddenly froze into a statue.

It's like the kind of zombie on the dark side of Yanhuang Country.

"What's wrong?"

Zheng Xian, who had been observing the situation, first noticed that something was wrong.

This subordinate of his own, Zheng Xian is particularly clear.

The Sword Saint is a rather steady person.

Will not pursue great merit, while doing your best.

Simply an honest man.

The ancient version of the honored etiquette is not because of how much you like the cumbersome etiquette of the etiquette.

Actually because of the shadow of childhood.

It was because in his infancy, the sword saint who was not yet ten years old, the tribe where his parents belonged back then, because he resisted the unreasonable demands of not organizing.

And there was a conflict.

Therefore, the scene where the terrorist directly holds dozens of guns and will be able to take down a bison with his bare hands and kill Abba.

It left a deep shadow on the young sword saint.

Because of the excuse that terrorists killed back then.

It is the people of the tribe who do not follow the rules.

Therefore, the Sword Saint has been very particular about etiquette for so many years.

Even if it was the Divine Spear Bureau to recruit him back then.

Special forces have been sent to eliminate the terrorist organization that is circulating in Kazakhstan.

But over the years, he also formed a habit.

If there is no last resort.

I would never make such an expression.

Zheng Xian then came up to watch.

"Eh..."

Zheng Xian was also silent.

Looking at the opening of the parchment scroll, it is obvious that there is an order of arrangement, and it is a mosquito coil text with its own unique set of logic.

Even if he is as calm as Zheng Xian.

The brain melon seed also fell into a state of confusion.

What the hell!

I don't even know the words.

How to experiment?

"Oh, sorry, forgot to forget, after all, it is a thing in other dimensions, and the words between different civilizations are different, I forgot this."

I don't know when, Guo Feng, who also missed half of his head, shouted in surprise.

He didn't pay much attention.

Because, long after becoming the Duke of the Ice Element.

Guo Feng had already thoroughly integrated the language and writing of the various planes of the Feilun world.

Don't say that this is the lingua franca of the official language in the Feren universe.

Even if it is the language of ancient dragons and ancient gods.

Guo Feng can also understand!

So what was subconscious was transformed into Chinese characters in my mind.

Guo Feng never noticed this.

However, now that the reaction has come, it is not a big problem.

A trace of ice-white light flashed on Guo Feng's fingers!

The next moment, a slow light shot out directly from Guo Feng's finger.

Years of combat experience.

and the concept of countless life and death battles.

Let the sword saint make a subconscious dodging action.

After all, the last time I saw this similar light.

Or in the last time.

The Sword Saint is in the Imperial Dynasty Squad to fight a terrorist criminal organization outside the country.

As a result, it was thought to be a normal execution task.

At most, there will be a few mutants.

Unexpectedly, in that organization, in addition to recruiting more than a dozen level three mutants, there was also a level four mutant.

There are also more than two hundred terrorist convoys!

And a new type of weapon that has been developed!

Short laser!

It is said that through the strong collision between the two substances, combined with some abilities of that level four mutant, a kind of light energy that can be stored is formed!

The result is a section the size of a mother's finger, which flies a little slower than a bullet.

Originally, for the members of the Dynasty Squad, they could basically be avoided.

But it's mainly because the guy from the red giant accidentally shot a fairy shockwave towards the warehouse!

Directly blew up that warehouse!

The rather dense short laser is like rain, and it is rushing towards the dynasty team.

If it weren't for the weather witch summoning a massive lightning storm in time.

Otherwise, it is estimated that in that battle, the imperial squad will basically have to hang.

It's just that the recklessness of the red giant star has also become the last straw to anger the weather witches who temporarily joined.

The Weather Witch broke away directly from the Dynasty Squad.

Choose to go to another area of the Divine Spear Bureau and create the God Sealing Squad.

......

However, the sword saint subconsciously made a dodging move.

But, in fact, he did not succeed in dodging it!

In the eyes of the sword saint, he had already reacted, and in his subconscious prediction, he dodged the beam of light that flew in time.

That beam of light seemed to prejudge his prejudgment!

A minor adjustment was made directly.

It grew bigger and bigger in the eyes of the Sword Saint, and finally hit his eyebrows directly!

Zheng Xian was watching from the side, and the corner of his eyes twitched.

He could understand the behavior of the Sword Saint, after all, it was since the last action, dodging the short laser that had now successfully entered the Research Institute of the Divine Spear Bureau.

Less than a few days have passed.

It's normal to have a stress response.

It's just that the beam of light emitted by Guo Feng prejudged the sword saint's prediction.

This wave of operations really showed him off.

Of course, Zheng Xian knew that the beam was estimated to be an energy fluctuation.

It will not endanger the body of the Sword Saint.

Otherwise, Guo Feng would have already had a conflict with the Divine Spear Bureau.

Nor will they sit here on both sides and discuss issues calmly.

It can only be said.

An energy beam does not prejudge.

But Guo Feng will.

It's really all the time, not showing their combat effectiveness.

Zheng Xian smiled on the surface and thought in his heart.

And after about two or three seconds.

The Sword Saint closed his eyes just now and suddenly opened them!

"Hoohoohoo!"

There was a powerful, cow-like gasp!

From the lung capacity that the Sword Saint is showing now, he can also feel from the side how perverted the physical fitness of the Sword Saint itself is in the late earth-level stage.

At least it can be at the current suitable temperature for Guo Feng for him, that is, three or four degrees above zero.

In this environment, inhale and exhale a large layer of white mist!

It's like smoking a cigarette straight to the end!

"What's wrong?"

Guo Feng felt a little inexplicable.

It's just a one-ring spell.

This year.

Knowing the spell of words, has it become a mental injury?

And Zheng Xian deserves to be a master of human micro-expressions.

Guo Feng's thoughts were quickly observed.

Of course, it was also Guo Feng who did not hide it.

"Some time ago, when the Sword Saint was on a mission, he was attacked by a similar attack of this attack, and he suffered some damage at that time, and it didn't take long for him."

"Oh~"

Guo Feng understood.

Stress injury.

That is, as the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of grass ropes.

"Understand, understand."