Frangi, against Embryo III.

After receiving Qingyi's order, Frankie didn't say anything, it has always silently followed all Qingyi's will, and almost didn't have its own position. But when it saw Embryo Body III., its eyes lit up.

[Blood Red Raid]!

"Embryo III" didn't even have a chance to dodge, but it was knocked into the air and hit the walls of the Colosseum, and the sand and smoke billowed out. The next moment, it pounced and turned into a big dog.

But Frankie has come to its side.

[Triple Torture]!

Under the invincible sharp teeth, the "head" of "Embryo Body III" was bitten off, and yellow juice was everywhere! This was the first time that Embryo III. had been damaged, and Frankie was able to break through its defenses! The part that fell to the ground squirmed, trying to return to its body, but was coldly trampled by the Red Devil Hound's paws.

Swish!

The stump of "Embryo III" suddenly stabbed upwards with spikes, presumably trying to stab Frankie's claws, but ...... Frankie is gone.

[Blood Red Raid: Ghost Dance Steps]!

Centered on "Embryo Body III", Frankie danced a terrible dance! Yellow juice splashed the sand five meters squarely, and milky white stumps were thrown in all directions. In just one minute, "Embryo Body III" was dismembered into countless fist-sized pieces of meat! This is not a battle at all, it is just a one-sided torture and killing!

Waterpole almost fell to his knees, weeping and wailing, "Oh no! You can't do this! I've only been getting my hands on it for a day! ”

"It doesn't matter. I have measure. Frangido Road. It was covered in yellow juice, like it had just fallen into a pool full of orange juice.

As its voice sounded, the stumps all over the ground began to wriggle, struggling to piece them together. Walter Poyler breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

"How?" Qingyi asked.

"It's so enjoyable...... I love it. Frankie laughed indistinctly, and the laughter sent chills down the shoulders of several of his subordinates. Perhaps, it will hold out until I am at full strength. ”

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"Miss Lettuce lives alone in the tower, and is very lonely. She spent her childhood in her room and didn't know what the outside world was like. ”

"The City of Waiting", the City Lord's Mansion, Suo'er's room.

As one of the only two women in Qingyi's sphere of influence, Suo'er naturally has high requirements for the room. She had a large bed with the finest pillows, quilts, and mattresses Schroeder Bray could find, which cost Qingyi a lot of money. Above the bed is an ornate pink mosquito net (although there are no mosquitoes alive under the dead clouds, and the net is more decorative than useful), woven by dead spiders and dyed with the flower juice of demonic plants. On the bedside table was a worn-out bear puppet, which was cleanly washed, although it had been patched. Although the wall lamp is still the fire of the soul, it is equipped with a lampshade, which can cover the fire when Suo'er's eyes are sleepy, and the right to "turn off the lights". In any case, it is a bit unusual to think of such a room with a predominantly cool color as a child's bedroom.

“…… In the end, the lettuce girl and the handsome boy marry and stay together forever. Okay, now that the story is over, should you go to bed? Qingyi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiled.

Suo'er, who was wearing pajamas, came over, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly: "Dad, let's talk about one more, okay?" ”

"Hmm!" Qingyi deliberately kept a straight face. "Daddy's going out! I'll talk about it when Dad comes back. ”

"Are you going out again?" Suo'er pursed her mouth, turned around, and turned her back to Qingyi: "You have to work every time, you have to work every time...... Hum. Daddy is the big badass! ”

How did I become the big bad again? Qingyi couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to rub Suo'er's hair, got up and left: "Your hair has grown...... I'll be back soon, Sister Xiaowei is here, and the job of taking care of my brother will be left to you! ”

The door closes gently.

"Will you be back soon?" Grabbing the sheets, Suo'er said softly: "Liar! ”

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also asked Fermat to make a sleigh, and then tied a few ghost wolves, and Qingyi set off. But before he pulled out a hundred meters, Qingyi couldn't stand it anymore - the sea of white bones was full of skeletons, not smooth ground, not to mention the tail keel, even the backbone was about to be torn apart. She is a painless necromantic creature that can barely bear it, but how can Clavisol endure this suffering? Thinking of this, Qingyi couldn't help sighing, and suddenly thought of the bad woman who was smoky and flattering.

System boss, I must bless her safe and sound......

After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally wove a hanging basket out of spider silk, and Qingyi sat on it, letting a few night peregrine falcons and rotten vultures fly away. The dignified White Bone Tyrant could only cross the Iron Rope Mountains from the air like a swing, and if it was transmitted, he would only laugh at the big teeth of several other Necromantic Kings. Because it was relatively close to the clouds of death, Qingyi could feel the strong breath of death in the wind, blowing the fire of the soul crispy () numb, as if being tickled. In just an hour, Qingyi came to the foot of the "Broken Ring".

The nocturnal peregrine falcon exists on the basis of dead clouds, so it cannot be exposed to sunlight, which will not support it for even a second. Therefore, Qingyi reluctantly sent them away, and then transferred to the knight's underworld (this little brother had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time) and set foot on the territory of Orquila.

Xue Duo yawned: "Are we going to do it again?" By the way, host, what the hell is your little knight brother doing? It's always mysterious. ”

Sitting on horseback, Qingyi smiled in the wind: "It's nothing, it's just using guerrilla strategy to harass around." ”

"Harassment? I think it's a massacre......"

The bloody curtain will open again.

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More than a hundred meters behind Qingyi......

"A pact for the protection of necromantic players? Do you have to wait until the level gap is 10 levels before you can do it? What bullshit. ”

A boxer sits on a tree trunk and flips through the system prompts. He wore only a pair of black shorts, a scarf with red and black stripes around his neck, and his bandaged heels were knocking against the tree. His eyes were obscured by the shade of the trees, and he couldn't see clearly. Although he kept knocking on the tree, the birds in the tree did not fly away—they shrank in the nest and shivered, and several chicks even passed out, not knowing what predators they encountered to become like this.

"Still, just wait until you get to level 60. Hurry up, I'm impatient......"