Undead Farm

As expected at night, the end of the dark passages went straight to the ground.

Pushing open a secret door, the bright sun closes into the eyes, and on the third night, they are found in a beautifully decorated palace. Unlike other places filled with rat smell, it is still clean, as if it is only the owner. Left home.

"Hey, this candlestick is actually pure gold. It seems that the owner of this room must be a big dog!" Bade exclaimed.

Pure gold?

At night, the eyebrows were shaking, but now Weng Ling and Jeff were seriously injured. They didn’t have time to let him have anything. So he just threw a few worthy things into the storage ring and ran to the building. top.

"There is no mutated magic mouse outside, it seems to have been seduce to the group of paladins." Night three more observation, judging. The new 81 Chinese network updates the fastest computer: https://

The problem now is to either find the group of bishops to heal Weng Ling, or leave here.

The danger that the former has to face is not knowing the geometry. Whether it is the overwhelming group of devils or the bishops he does not want to contact, the latter may let Weng Ling and Jeff die. After all, now I want to find a doctor. easily.

"It’s a bit of a slap! Let’s take a look and say, if the group of bishops have been smashed by the magic mouse, then you can’t blame me!”

I took a look at Weng Ling, who was gradually comatose because of excessive blood loss. The person who eats a soft mouth and takes a short hand is planning to take another risk, at least not letting himself guilty in the future.

"Go, go to the city gate!"

Bade shrugged indifferently and whispered, "I know..."

Although her mouth was very round, her eyes were bent like a crescent, and even Zhou Hong looked thoughtfully at the back of the night and didn't know what to think.

"It’s a strange undead..."

The distance from the palace to the palace was not too far. Only when they ran for more than 400 meters in the night, they found three or five groups of mutant magic rats swaying in the streets, but they were all rushed to the night. A few swords to solve.

But there are not a few dozen problems in the past, but a bunch of ants like a group of ants. The number of mutated mice that block the geometry is blocked by the road ahead. If you want to break through, you will be attacked in all directions. .

I stopped hesitating at night, but after I saw the golden light in the direction of the gate again, I slammed my teeth:

"Fight!"

"Bed holds me tight, old, and the old dusty west keeps up!"

With a bang, the night three spurred the bone cells in the body to rush out, and then all the people who were relying on the nearest Bede were even included. Even Zhou Hong was together and turned into a bone. The mouse was made, and then he rushed forward with his legs toward the front of the rats.

When he saw him, he immediately understood what he was going to do, and he bit his teeth and synthesized the remaining energy in the body into a new element. The group was on the bone mouse wrapped in them.

"This is the imitation of the breath of the giant rat. Although it is not very similar, it should be able to fool a lot of mice." Bade said with a trembling lips.

Ever since she met the night, she did not remember how many rounds she had overdrawn. It seems that this time she must take a little more magic and raise her magic value.

"Thank you!"

At night, he nodded even more, and his feet kept going, and the bone-bearing mouse, which was a group of young people, did not cause much attention to the mutated mouse. Instead, he gave the "it" in horror.

Only a handful of savvy guys sneaked up and smelled it, then bite the bones of the bones, but they didn’t bite anything but bite a bite. Instead, they were old and dusty. A sword was sent to the West.

In the deeper variation of the magic mouse group, the night of the three, listening to the screams around, and the variegated and skeptical eyes of the mutant magic mouse, the heart is getting calmer and calmer.

Bed’s sigh of breath can’t be supported for a long time. Although his bones are hard, if the group of mice see the flaws, they don’t have to bite. It’s just a group of people who can use the flesh to block all the air. Die, then suffocate them alive.

Although he is not afraid as a dead soul, Weng Ling, Jeff and Bede are definitely dead, Zhou Hong, is it expected to run?

I glanced at Zhou Hong, who had been looking indifferently. I didn’t know what to say to the other party at night. It happened that a golden light explosion came again, and I had to stop at night because...

"Bishop! There is a big mouse there! It looks very strange. It looks like a leader. Do we want to blast it?!"

"Grass!"

Feeling that the group of squadrons around the defense suddenly stared at him in the distance, and the night of the three more quickly lifted the bones of the rat, showing the figure. Starting

"The captain does not shoot, I am a good person!"

One of Xu Mu’s eyes, let the Paladin’s spear of the Holy Light move in the direction: “Is it? How are you here?”

"Call! It’s too late to explain, save your apprentice first!"

After the disarming of the cheekbones in the night, the magic rats next to them all madly rushed toward them, but the twenty paladins were only a collective spear, and they gave them a passage.

I saw that the spear of the Holy Light was like a siege. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ More than 20 mutant mice were shot and dissipated. The night was even more admired, and they got into the defense of Xu Muzhi. ring.

There are more than 300 paladins in the defensive circle, and more than a dozen in the bishop's robe. It seems that other followers have arrived at the battlefield, so that the night is more reassuring, it seems that no one Feel the identity of his undead.

Xu Muzhi took the night of the three more in the arms of Weng Ling, reached out and frowned. "What happened, how was she so badly hurt, her holy silver ??"

At night, he touched his head even more slyly. In the end, he could not answer.

I can't say that when his price rises, his lord is so poor that he sells all his armor.

However, Xu Muzhi did not delve into it, but several spells in his hands were put into Weng Ling's body. Soon the blood stopped flowing, and Weng Ling's face was also a bit better.

"Fortunately, you come in time, and the consequences will be unreasonable later. I am now able to greatly increase the vitality of her body and stimulate blood production. It is all right."

Nodded to the night, Xu Muzhi found Weng Ling suddenly blinked at him.

"Please, please save my master..."

Master?

Xu Muzhi looked at the guy behind the night three: "You used to have a master? You have to be my apprentice, etc., this is the magic horn?!"

Several bishops glanced at each other and looked over and found the shofar on the top of Jeff's head.