Chapter 5112: 5112 Reasons for Singing
Chapter 5112 The reason for the 5112 song sex
Like the little bear cub, the little fox’s injuries were healed at this time. The fluff that had been burnt to black by the lightning became even smoother and smoother than before, glowing with a mysterious luster.
"Its injuries are all healed!" Upon seeing this, Lorne was even more surprised.
"It should be the credit of this Sacred Heart Drunk." Ye Wu-Se picked up a wine jar, smelled it and said.
Lorne and the others also picked up a wine jar, their noses moved, and they quickly realized it.
Although all the drunkenness of Sacred Heart was drunk by a few bear children, there was not a drop left, but the strong aroma of wine did not dissipate. From it, you can still feel the strong vitality.
It feels that the Shengxinzui brewed by Gu Fenghua himself is very different from the ones they tasted in Yunjin City. The wine is more intense. It seems that the heaven, earth and Taoism contained in it are also somewhat different, but this vitality is not known how much stronger it is. Times. There is no doubt that the two bear children rely on this vitality to heal their injuries and quickly recover.
And the singularity is so big, and the singing voice is so magical, most of it is also related to this.
Putting down the wine jar, several people continued to look at the two bear children, while refining the pill power, desperately restoring the holy spirit. Judging from the current situation, the two bear kids have the upper hand, but the other party has turned into a dragon after all. Until the last moment, the outcome is still unpredictable, and they dare not care about it.
However, their worries are superfluous again.
Don't look at the old foxes' combat effectiveness, but now they are drunk and dim, their combat effectiveness has increased several times, or even ten times. As the little claws were swung out again and again, the pieces of dragon armor split, and the dragon's body became bloody.
And the little bear cubs became more and more brave as they fought and showed the power of drunken fist to the fullest. Amid the muffled sound of "bang, bang, bang," the dragon was crawling on the ground, and there was no chance to get up again. Black blood.
"Qi Ling, Qi Ling, Qi Ling..." The ghost screamed nervously, swayed excitedly, and rushed forward fiercely, opening his mouth and biting the dragon's tail, rolling, rolling, and desperately rolling. . This is the nirvana common to all flood monsters: Death Roll.
The most surprising thing is that even during the tumbling, he still uttered a vague scream almost madly: "The spirit of the instrument, the spirit of the instrument, the spirit of the instrument..."
At this moment, even Luo Enen and others are a black line: worrying about being refined by Gu Fenghua into a tool spirit, a good ghost will be frightened like this. It is conceivable how much pressure Gu Fenghua puts on it. Shanda.
When Xiao Jian Hua also twisted the flower tray, she finally recovered a little sober, raised the vines high, and smashed her head on the dragon without any chance, the poor dragon completely lost the will to resist, and let out a last weak roar. , Limp on the ground like a dead snake-well, with its five short stature, it might be more appropriate to say that it is a dead shrimp.
Almost every piece of the body's scales was torn apart, and it was even grabbed into pieces by the ferocious little fox. Almost every piece of bone in the body was broken from it, and it was even directly smashed into pieces by the cruel iron beast. Residue. The heart-piercing pain, wave after wave, kept pouring into my mind, and even the soul was almost torn apart.
What is pain and not wanting to live, and what is life better than death? This kind of pain, let alone half of the transformation, even a real dragon can't bear it!
(End of this chapter)
