Chapter 119 A lot of black charcoal is roasting sweet potatoes

After Long Yu finished telling the story, he also sighed. He looked as gloated as much as he gloated as possible. Finally, he spit out another angry sentence: "It's a pity that all the dead are dead."

Beside him, Dongfang Yin only felt that the wind blowing beside him was also cold and piercing. He couldn't help shrinking his neck and pulling the sleeve of Dongfang's head: "Bending, it's so cold. Let's go back to the car."

Cold?!

The East was shocked all over and spread his hearing to the outside as much as possible. Others also noticed this, and the temperature around it has indeed dropped much more than before. It is said that the hot weather is not so even by the forest water, not to mention that the wind is mixed with a trace of bloodthirsty murderous intent in addition to the smell of blood.

"Dragon heritage, optimistic about the nerd..."

More than a dozen people in a group felt that the atmosphere was not good and consciously formed a circle. Secretly releasing the inner breath to sense the wind and grass around, Dongfang is relatively straightforward, pulling out the dagger horizontal gear and staring at the front and both sides. As soon as he opened his mouth and was ready to let Long Yu protect Dongfang Yin go farther, he suddenly felt a little empty behind him. He turned his head and Mu Yin.

"Ugly girl, I'm up there."

Others also found that they were missing. As soon as they were puzzled, they heard the comfortable voice of the dragon's legacy from the sky. During this period, there was also Dongfang Yin's unique crying voice: "It's so high, Mu Yin, I'm afraid..." The group looked up and saw that Dongfang Yin's spirit had been clamped under his armpits in the shape of cotton, with a feeling of fainting. Suddenly, there was a black line on the forehead of the eight people below...

"Huh, is this your so-called housekeeper?"

Dongfang Yue looked at Mu Yin, Long Yu and Dong Yin, who stood on the two trees and Dongfang Yin, who jumped to the top of the tree. The meaning of ridicule in his eyes is even worse, and there seems to be a trace of sympathy for Dongfang.

She is not dazzle, is she? Dongfang was puzzled by Dongfang Yue's eyes, but he did not dare to relax at all on the face of the man in black. He replied coldly and said, "As a housekeeper, you know what the master wants before the master opens his mouth, and then implement it immediately. Mu Yin happens to be right. What else do you have?"

"I have any questions, I just hope someone doesn't braid in this special period." Dongfang Yue twisted her waist coldly and no longer continued the topic, because the coldness was getting closer and closer.

The wind passed through the forest, and the dead leaves flew with the wind, and even the blood in the stream flowed extremely fast. The inherent dust in the mountains and forests blinds people's eyes. Life and death are at stake, and no one dares to slack off. Except for Dongfang's sleeves to brush away the dust, everyone else is internally shocked, and the tight body indicates--

People have come.

The scorching sun at noon was mottled through the shadow of trees and shattered the ground.

Looking at the threat in front of him, Dongfang smacked his tongue: What a strange body, and he didn't see the way out at all!?

A group of eight people from Dongfang to back offered portable weapons. It's really cautious to take a defensive posture to guard against the shadows surrounding them in the center. Even in hot weather, they are still dressed in night clothes. The steel knife in the man in black turned over and was particularly dazzling.

Both sides are still testing, and the wind is still blowing, making their robes and hunting ring. Long Yu looked down at the battle in the forest and took a breath of cold air: "A lot of black charcoal is roasting sweet potatoes."

"..." Dongfanglu is a metaphor for eating when he closed his mouth. He really wanted to rush up and point to his nose and scold his mother.

The voice was not loud, and the people in the forest just heard it. Dongfang Li and his party all scolded in their hearts: idiot! But the other party did not move at all, and the only exposed eyes never left the figure of the eight people in the middle, that feeling...

It's like being hypnotized, only listening to the orders of people in the dark. The eastern unreachable oblique angle of his eyes looked at the high place where Long Yu was, and he had already had a plan in his heart.

First of all, whether it is an enemy or a friend, there is only the 'person' of the body. A fatal blow is their best fate, and this blow kills...

Mu raised his arm high to the sight of the three people. He took the nine-rotated sleeve arrow between Dongfang's wrist through the air, and in the blink of an eye, he was at the high wrist of Dongfang's.' With a click, he did not hesitate to clasped the sleeve arrow and looked directly at the threat in front of him.

Sleeve arrow, far to attack; dagger, close to defense.

At present, for the most dangerous self, those who have been hypnotized without pain must be dealt with before physical exhaustion, otherwise even the opportunity to breathe can only be enjoyed in hell.

With a dead sob, surrounded by people in black, three people in black with their backs facing the mountain road were pierced through their hearts from behind and fell to the ground at the same time. In an instant, a gap was exposed, but the other people in black did not see it. The still numb and empty eyes stared at the sudden white shadow of the eight people.

The oriental love that has not been seen in the morning, and his eyes are still cold. At this time, his white clothes are already covered with blood. Reflecting the scorching sun, it swings gently with the wind, like a fresh June blood plum.

"Interesting!" Long Yu looked at Dongfang Wanqing, who appeared quietly. A whistle sounded from his lips, with a clear smile on his face. He glanced at Mu Yin, who was paying attention to the fight below, and smiled, "It seems that all the ugly women are all hidden."

"Yes." Mu Yin nodded, and his eyes never left the little figure below who was fully prepared for the battle.

Huh? Love your cousin?! Where did she come from?" Dongfang Yin first shocked the three people in black who suddenly died. Suddenly, he saw a blood-stained white around Dongfang. He suddenly forgot the danger of his high place and was shocked.

The silver snake whip in Dongfang's hand was dripping blood, and the sticky scarlet bent the green grass on the ground until it was absorbed into the wet soil.

Everyone looks at people who are colder than usual. Although they are puzzled at present, now is not the time to talk. As soon as several people turned over, the people in black suddenly attacked them. For a moment, with the sound of swords and shadows and blood mist spraying, a bloody baptism began.

And the mythical beast sacrificed by Dongfang Li and Dongfang Yue burst into the sky for a while and flashed back and forth in the forest. Accompanied by a ruthless scolding: "You are crazy. Do you want to go far away by using your immature beast control in this narrow space?"

"What did you say?" Dongfang Yue took the time to stare at Dongfang, and his face was full of evil spirit.

"Yeer, she is right, and we will also be affected." In addition to his strong strength, Dongfang Ci only had a defensive sword. The scabbard blocked the knife of the man in black. The sword in the other hand instantly disappeared into the other party's abdomen. Finally, he twisted to the right until the pupil of the man in black spread without focus before pulling it out hard and retreating to the back of Dongfang Yue to make up a sentence.

Although Dongfang Yue is unwilling, she is not easy to insist, because the ecstasy phantom she gave by hunting phoenix butterflies is of little use to the people in black who have been hypnotized. On the contrary, it is also a little difficult for her own people to fight because of space constraints.