God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 263: Linggang heavy artillery
The cliff is so steep that you can pick the stars by hand. In the night, a bird with a faint fluorescence fluttered up against the cliff, and the howling cliff wind seemed to be able to blow it away at any time. Suddenly, a hand came out from a cave on the cliff and caught the bird in it.
The cave is not big, two meters wide and three meters deep. There are three people sitting crowded together. Sitting at the bottom was a big man who was as strong as a bullock, his big **** took up a large space, his white-washed tight shorts, and a circle of fat was exposed under his belly button. The young man in the middle held a rusty broken sword with a dog's tail grass hanging in his mouth. The outermost is a gentle-looking Mediterranean man, if paired with a pair of thick glasses, he is definitely a brickman called a beast.
At this time, the Mediterranean man was holding a luminous little bird and pinched it cruelly. The little bird's light was dimmed and became flat, but the sight of **** internal organs flying away did not appear. , This turned out to be a rune bird.
"Master, has the fat sheep come?" the strong man asked, moving his aching butt.
Mediterranean gentleman said: "Bonma, how many times have you said it, please call me Shi Tai!"
"Oh, I see, Mrs. Master!" Bangma nodded and asked: "Mrs. Master, has the fat sheep come?"
Stay touched the "Mediterranean" on his forehead and said: "It's here, but there is a gust of wind!"
"Afraid of birds? I'm **** off against the wind, with a big stick, one stick, one stick, one stick!" The stick rubbed his big belly tuggingly.
"Fart!" the young man holding the broken sword scolded. Scratching his head with a big stick, a long fart sound came from behind! The sword-holding youth and the teacher looked at each other and cursed at the same time: "The wild ass!" Both shot and flicked the shoulders holding the big club, and the guy screamed and flew down the cliff from the entrance of the cave.
The young man with the sword brushed his sleeves, and a strong wind blew up in the cave and swept back and forth a few times to wipe out the stench. The teacher put his head out of the cave and took a deep breath, just to see the big hammer The **** disappeared from sight, and he couldn't help but spit out.
"Bitch, do you want to kill the black wind and the others first?" The teacher retched a few times in disgust, and the lingering power of the **** was still there. The sword-holding young man was named Fan Jian, and Bangmao and Shitai were used to calling him a **** or a bitch.
"No, that kid looks a little docile. Let's watch tiger fights on the mountain, and finally made a net fishing!" Fan Jiancheng held the rusty broken sword in his chest.
In the dense forest, ten repairmen in black clothes and black trousers lay like ghosts on the trees, piercing the night, looking at the flowery hillside opposite, they are waiting, waiting for the wind direction to change.
The terrain on the opposite side of the mountain is relatively gentle, located at the mouth of the valley between the two peaks, and the place where the man in black is located is in the dense forest in the valley. Originally, the valley wind should have blown from the direction of the dense forest to the hillside, but it happened tonight. The wind has been blowing from the side of the hillside into the dense forest in the valley.
Three raging bonfires are burning on the hillside, and the air is filled with the smell of barbecue. Chu Jun hung a dozen bunches of wreaths around his neck and a nondescript flower crown on his head. He held a branch with fish in his hand and roasted it over the fire. The wreath is woven by Ning Yun, and it must be hung. The flower crown is woven by Ning Yun and must be worn. The fish was caught by Chu Jun himself in the river, but Ning Daqian wanted to eat it and had to bake it.
The ladies of Yujia turned to look at Chu Jun's embarrassing appearance from time to time, and then secretly smirked. There are still a lot of flowers piled up next to Miss Ning. She is busy weaving a small flower skirt, which is said to be used as an apron for someone in Chu. Chu Jun's face was bitter, he sat in a precarious position, mechanically turning the grilled fish, for fear of breaking the wreath, wreath, and corolla on his body. Facts have proved that Ning Yun's technique is really not good, and the defective products scattered next to Chu Jun are the best explanation. After provoking Ning Daqin's anger several times, Chu Jun learned his lesson and sat in a tight-knit manner, motionless, poor Lord Chu's neck was sore.
"Yun'er, can you take a break first, this fish is cooked through, and eat it while it is hot!" Chu Jun smiled authentically.
Ning Yun raised her head and gave Chu Jun a sweet white look and said: "Wait, it's almost done!"
Chu Jun glanced at Ning Yun's colorful little flower skirt, and suddenly felt like crying without tears.
"Okay, you're done!" Ning Yun stood up happily, and looked at the masterpiece in her hand-Qi Fet Little Flower Dress with satisfaction.
Yujia and others gathered around laughing and laughing!
"Girl Ning is so smart, she will learn it soon!"
"Hee hee, it's so good!"
"Good aura!"
"Tie on to Master Chu!"
Ning Yun looked sweetly at Chu Jun, who was sitting in a precarious manner, and all the women also looked at him. Chu Gongzi's face was green. Where should the elders put on this playful face?
"Chu Jun, are they good-looking?" Ning Yun asked charmingly.
Chu Jun turned his eyes for help to his only strategic partner, Wu Yanshou, who turned his face to look out for the wind very unscrupulously, like a dead fellow. Chu Jun had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Well, yes, aura, Yun'er has a clever hand for aura, you will definitely look good with it!"
Ning Yun instantly raised her eyebrows, held it on her body and gestured for a while, and she felt really good-looking, she said: "Chu Jun, I will tie it for you!"
Chu Jun shivered, and smiled bitterly: "No need, this lady is only wearing it!"
"Why girl, do you look down on women!" Ning Yun's eyes widened and his mouth pursed in dissatisfaction.
"How can you... just wear it!" Chu Jun stood up sadly.
As a result, the Lord God Emperor did something that later generations would love to talk about under the lewd power of the concubine Yun-put on a short skirt made of flowers and twisted it three times. When twelve gray-haired half-spirit elders mentioned this interesting event to their children and grandchildren, they would smile proudly and said: "Your Majesty God Emperor's **** is twisted, aura!"
"Haha!" The girls laughed forward and backward, and even Wu Yanshou laughed disregarding the image.
Ning Yun covered his stomach and rolled into Chu Jun's arms, tears burst out, Chu Jun ripped off the flower skirt around his waist with a black face and put it on Ning Yun's head. Ning Yun grabbed Chu Jun's hand and said, "Okay, don't be angry!"
Chu Jun slapped Ning Yun's small **** with a stinky expression, and Yujia and the others blushed immediately. Ning Yun was ashamed as an ostrich and buried his head in Chu Jun's arms.
While making a mess, Wu Yanshou's expression suddenly changed: "No, it's a black wind!"
I saw a cloud of black mist coming toward the hillside in the night, and the black mist was rapidly spreading under the bonfire. Chu Jun shouted: "Get closer to me!"
"Hey, it's too late to escape now!" A black-clothed repairman in the woods looked at the hillside shrouded in poisonous mist and sneered darkly. The two men in black each were holding a treasured magical tool, and a continuous black mist emerged from the magical tool, blowing up the hillside by the wind.
"Stop!" the black-clothed repairer in the lead ordered, and the two who put the poison mist shut the magical implement immediately.
This group of people is a casual repair organization named Heifeng in Zhaori City, which specializes in killing people and stealing treasures. The methods are harsh and they never leave a living. Of course, except for valuable women. Their usual method is to cast this kind of poisonous mist similar to the black wind miasma, which has a large killing range and is hard to prevent. Heifeng has already focused on Chu Jun and others in Zhaori City, and has followed Chu Jun since he left Zhaori City. Today he finally found an opportunity to make a move.
"Brother door, go slaughter the fat sheep and eat meat!" The second master Chai Rong guessed that Chu Jun and others had fallen, so he ordered an attack. The ten Black Wind members all have the foundation-building stage. As the second master, Chai Rong is already at the peak of the foundation-building period. He is only one step away from the golden core. If it weren't for this special fattening of the sheep, he would not personally lead the team.
The thieves flashed out from the woods, rushing towards the hillside with their magic weapons and their feet. Since that big fat sheep can travel with twelve half-spirit beauties, it is definitely a rich guy, so all the thieves are very excited. After finishing this ticket, there are definitely a lot of spirit crystals, not to mention. There are also twelve half-spirit women.
Chai Rong led everyone to land on the hillside. At this time, the poisonous fog had almost dissipated. Through the light of the still burning campfire, you could see that all the fifteen fat sheep were lying down there, none of them. Run away.
"The hands and feet are clean, the men are stripped and killed, and the women are fed with the antidote!" Chai Rong commanded coldly. The thieves immediately beamed their eyes, and rushed forward bravely to prepare to feed the woman the antidote, and then took the opportunity to touch and wipe the oil.
Noise! A terrifying white light shot suddenly from the side of the mountain beam, and the man who rushed to the front was hit by the white light, and even before the screams, he exploded vigorously~ IndoMTL.com~ Bloody pieces of flesh scattered all around. Splashing, the scene is tragic and unusual. The thieves came before they reacted, and another white light blasted, and immediately killed a black wind thief.
"Damn, it's Linggang heavy artillery, go back to the woods!" Chai Rong shouted sharply, calling the remaining seven brothers to flee.
The Linggang heavy artillery has a range of over 5,000 meters, and the power of one of its cannons is equivalent to a full blow by the Golden Core Cultivator. If the Golden Core Cultivator is hit below the Golden Core Cultivation, ten dead and no life. The other party hid on the mountain beam and took advantage of the geographical position. He and the others have become living rakes, so Chai Rong decisively ordered the retreat, preparing to go around the mountain beam from the side to chop up the offensive. Although the Linggang heavy artillery is powerful, it has a long cooling time and low probability of hitting the target. It is only suitable for large-scale military operations. In addition, it is expensive. Generally, individuals and organizations will never use it unless it is used for defense.
Chai Rong led the seven brothers to the dense forest in the valley in an embarrassing manner. A white light flashed on the mountain beam, and another blast of spirit blast came, directly blasting a brother beside Zi Rong to pieces. Chai Rong, who was soaked in flesh and blood, was startled in a cold sweat, and then went fiercely and cursed: "Damn, brothers are scattered around the wings on both sides, and there will be no more than three people!"
"Kill!" These guys are desperadoes who lick their blood. They have never been so useless before. The enemy had killed three brothers before they even saw them. At this time, they couldn't help but broke out fiercely and returned in two teams. Pounced on the mountain beam.
Sure enough, the opponent no longer fires Lei Gang heavy artillery. Obviously, the cooling time has not passed. The opponent only has three heavy artillery at most, and the number of people will not be large. Chai Rong grinned and said, "Push up, and peel off the chopped meat to avenge the brothers!"