Chapter 441 The pets of the turtle

"Pets? What kind of pet?" The crocodile turtle was a little stunned.

"This is..."

With the little trembling voice of the turtle, the members of the expedition came out of the cave in groups.

"Huh! Something like an ant! Little things like them, even if I stand still and let them fight, can they hurt me?

It really can't be hurt. This, not to mention this, the players are also clear. This skin is too thick! It's too hard! It's so strong! Like a turtle-shaped tank, even if players poke it with the longest dragon gun, they may not be able to penetrate its skin.

If it is according to the ordinary way of fighting, human beings in the era of cold weapons will never hurt a hair of the crocodile turtle unless they are peerless fierce generals.

But such a fierce person will naturally exude a kind of momentum exclusive to the fierce man. If you really want to feel that momentum, the crocodile turtle will not dare to call it with ants. But none of the players in the expedition has such a fierce atmosphere. Therefore, the crocodile turtle is very calm, very reassuring and very confident.

It doesn't know that players are calmer, more assured and more confident than him. They are too experienced in dealing with turtles. How did the turtle fall down by the players in those years? Today, the crocodile turtle will inevitably turn over the boat in the gutter according to the path of the turtle.

As long as he dares to agree.

Unsurprisingly, he really agreed!

"If you think these pets can give you more security! Then you can take them with you! Humph! Fighting without killing, I really don't think it's a little enjoyable! These ants! It just gives me a good time!"

This sentence makes the players say in the channel one after another: Next, we must make this crocodile turtle, who only has no knowledge of Mount Tai, and the dog's eyes look down on people, will suffer twice as much. At least twice as much! The upper limit depends on the player's mood.

However, at the beginning, the players did not take action, but flew high in the sky.

At the strong request of the players, the black turtle had to be hard to fight with the "short" crocodile turtle on the opposite side.

The black turtle is really not the opponent of the crocodile turtle! The white man, which is as big as the crocodile turtle, was beaten by the crocodile turtle like the little daughter-in-law who went back to her mother's house: "Help! Help! I'm dying!"

"I'll wipe it! So shirking responsibility! Learn from Brother Jiu!" The explorers began to sigh.

After the spread of Brother Jiu's fishing, the people on the island knew everything that was boring.

On the way to the expedition, who is not bored...

That being said, after seeing the tough strength of the crocodile turtle, the players still took action.

They didn't do anything else. They just threw some jars and jars below. There was nothing else in the jar, but some oil.

Then, outside the hail and snowy area, a blazing fire suddenly ignited.

The crocodile turtle used all kinds of water methods and destroyed it several times. After each time, as long as the player shoots a rocket, it will immediately rekindle. Over and over several times, the crocodile turtle finally knew that unless the dirty and sticky things on his body were cleaned, the fire would not be extinguished for the time being.

But in this way, it just stimulated the ferocity of the crocodile turtle.

At this time, you can see the difference in nature between the turtle and the crocodile turtle. At that time, after the turtle was bombarded by an unknown fire, it must react, that is, diving and escaping. Secretly find a place to hide and recover.

But it's a crocodile turtle. Neither escape nor hide. There is no stage fright at all. It is not only not timid, but also more fierce! I tried to fight back against the sky several times. Seeing that the person who couldn't hit the sky for a moment, he simply put the raindrop-like oil tank that fell from the sky to attack him. A pair of eyes showed a red light like a light again. These red eyes stared, and the black turtle was so scared that he turned around and ran away: "Help, help! I'm dying!"

Hearing the "bang bang bang" behind, the sound of thunder beating the ground drum, the black turtle ran more panicked in front of it, and even had no intention to maintain its usual steady posture. It ran forward one after another. The island mountains on the back are scattered little by little in its running and bumps.

In the painstaking arrangement of the island, the players' efforts for many years were not smashed by the black turtle in the hail, but were scattered by the black turtle in its desperate escape.

"Hight! Stop! You are despicable! Shameless! Insirable! It's a bitch...stinky turtle!"

The crocodile turtle chased and shouted behind the turtle.

The roar like thunder came to the high sky. In the sky, the players riding birds or dragons rushed over the crocodile turtles. When they heard the last three words, they coincidentally turned their eyes to Brother Shi Jiu.

"Why are you looking at me?" Brother Shi Jiu suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. As soon as he looked up, he found that the people around him were looking at him. It was strange, and suddenly I felt that the back of my head seemed to be slightly hot. I turned around... I found more eyes, like the sun being focused by a lens, focusing on the back of his head...

"Don't look, don't look! Don't waste time! The turtle below is still waiting for us to save it!" Shi Jiu's face was not red, his heart was not beating, he was not gasping, and he commanded calmly and freely.

The crocodile turtle is really fierce. No longer care about the problem of hurting the black turtle, and release greater power. With one hand and one throw, the power of the landslide cracked is even heavier. The black turtle, who fled for life in front of him, suddenly aggravated when he heard the voice behind, and his whole body was excited, and quickly accelerated. Sling forward like a shuttle.

"Wor-la-la-la-la!" On his back, at the mouth of the cave, a fluffy white dust rose. I don't know how many things in the cave were destroyed by this round of bumps.

"Our Turtle Island!" The players shouted one after another.

So much white dust spewed out from the entrance of the cave, which is obviously not a good phenomenon. When the players saw it, they were anxious. If the crocodile turtle chases like this, and the black turtle escapes like this, in the end, what kind of ruins can be left for the players' homes on the island?

"I can't! Fight!"

The players also went away. For some people here, Turtle Island is not another place, but their home. It is what they have spent in the game, how many years they have traveled, how many oceans, and collected strange and rare materials from all over the world, little by little, day by day, accumulated.

Such things can no longer be measured by simple value. These things are no longer just "items", but a carrier. What is engraved on it is the precious memories of players and their good times in the past.

And in the white smoke just now, how many fragments were broken together to produce the scene?

Players can't imagine it, and they can't imagine it anymore. I don't have time to think too much. I don't have to think about anything. Two words:

"Fight!"