Chapter 1911 Touching the mountain and looking at the moon
"Cangzi, your idea is very dangerous. You have no desire to survive. The most audacious idea of someone like me, Wang, is just a dog stalking a certain world line. Another version of Ms. Rao called Just call me brother and sister."
Big Laowang shrank his neck, wiped out all the impoliteness lingering in his mind, and dismissed get out of class on the spot.
To be honest, if Li Cang were someone else, Lao Wangniao wouldn't have a bird with him. If his legs shook, I would wet his pants. We have been married to father and son for twenty years. What big scenes have we not experienced together?
Do you think he would give me a slap in the face in a hurry?
That’s what I deserve!
Mainly.
It's not a question of revenge or not for this stupid and bad-tempered person. He is really that rare kind. He, he, he is a very special kind of... damage.
right!
It’s the loss of beating around the bush!
He has been scolding me for so many years, and he can even break one thing apart from seven or eight different angles, crush it into pieces, convert it into a good beating for Rao Qifang or Grandpa me, and divide it into seven parts. Feed it to everyone’s mouths at different random time points!
Thinking of this, Lao Wang felt that he must be dead.
His later years are unknown.
Red fur shawl.
The bones are in trouble.
Oh my god, I have been working hard for greening my whole life, and at the end of the day, I became so fucking red and warm.
After a hard day's work, Master Cang, who couldn't even take a sip of cold water without hitting his heels, was staring at the master of the lair with his huge eyes. He kept smiling, as if he was wearing a mask, until an evil widow grabbed his head and swallowed him whole——
"boom!"
The Evil Widow's digestion process was not interrupted, and its body and spirit were not severely hit, but it was shattered in an ordinary and understated way.
Yes.
The evil widow, who obviously had some kind of powerful digestive skill, was strangled to death.
The fishy wind passed by, and the power of the three phases was like a tide. The slender foehn was like ripples suddenly splashed by rain on the calm surface of an ancient well.
A sudden bulge of a super-giant foehn pillar carrying wind, waves, lightning, and thunder instantly penetrated the flesh and blood grid and psychic energy field, annihilating the incarnation of the lair lord, and even truly broke through the space barrier. The eyes of the master of the lair.
"Ho~"
Amid the shrill roars, the Zerg tide instantly darkened the sky around Li Cang.
With the blessing of Hidden Wing Mantis' spiritual power field, the insect tide, which was not afraid of all kinds of negative buffs and was immune to most of the effects of fishy wind and evil fire, desperately gathered in the direction of Li Cang. There were insects everywhere in the sky and on the ground.
Then, somehow, the bugs located in the key area of the center of the attack on Li Cang burst into louder howls without warning, rolled on the ground, and even went crazy to attack the surrounding colleagues.
Then, after a long time, Lao Wang's eyes finally appeared in the cult scene of a certain red dog holding his left arm with his left hand and his right hand, throwing out a bloody storm and swiping at a bunch of bugs. Then the damn thing gave his arm to him again. Fight back, fight back
hiss.
Could this be the poison of his Lao Ai, ah, no, that Ai Wu?
Cancerous aberration?
Or what?
In short, with just a few frames, Big Lao Wang felt as if Li Cang's splattered blood and insect mucus had been mixed into dye and written all over the lining of his thighs.
"Little Miss! Save the child. Save the child."
"roll!"
"Sister Leilei! Please save the child, please save the child with two bags of golden melon seeds!"
"I want them all!"
"Can you really save me?"
"really!"
"What can I do? Sir, doctors are kind-hearted! I would like to hear the details!"
"Easy! If you can't do it, just change someone else, use money and money to eliminate disasters, and let him write all the positive characters on my legs, right?"
"Shan! No wait. What the hell, did I just say everything in my heart? What the hell is this meme that pollutes me? How much did I say? How much did you hear?"
"Hmm, let's talk about this later!"
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In the sea of foehn wind and fire, Li Cang, who was scurrying back and forth with his big wand, shaking his head and tail to please, was engaged in a hearty spellcasting, or in other words, he was pretending to be a hearty spellcasting.
Qiu Goukun plowed out a new world with his breath. He used the enhanced version of flame breath, corpse poison breath, thought intervention, feathered bone spear, red ground worm core whip, and set off a wild and disorderly AOE storm. The seven homologous channels were accurately positioned and flashed frequently. With one throw, Use Turtle-backed Dragon Lice in multiple stances to continuously divide the insect swarm. The Twin Tyrants can deal tons of damage with every shot. Some of them have switched to melee mode. Even Wan Kongge, who is usually inconspicuous in the big Kunkun, The wind and thunder follow-up actually produced considerable effects. The dense thunder spread like a plague in the insect tide, and the waves came and went. It could be said that Li Cang was basically only one big blood explosion away from reaching his peak form.
"No, is his condition already full?"
"No, but full of anger!"
"You're not going to explode right now, right?"
"Ha~"
When Lao Wang saw Li Laisi, he hid himself. He dragged his body with scarred and worn parts and tried to pretend to be a qualified vulgar warrior. He was trembling with fear. Isn't he just acting like a cow and a horse? I'm the best at it. He pretends to be a grandson with his mother. Just as good at catching fish!
It is lucky for the Zerg to be able to attack Li Cang in the inner circle of the battle circle. After all, Li Cang, who is full of anger and empty of blood, is the most powerful. The health bar of the magician is always in the state of empty blood and full blood superposition, and the probability of counter-injury is directly maximized. The mirror image and super burning wind with super high multipliers are like free.
In the outer areas, the worms and lackeys have killed all the geological fragments of the lead sky island that can be killed, and the only ones left are either the assimilation areas of the Zerg ecological transformation or the severely affected areas of cancerous deformation. Neither the Zerg nor the sea of corpses have completely left the ground-based combat. The few remaining floating lands and several large island chains naturally become battlefields.
Fortunately, both sides didn't take the outsiders seriously, so there were still some lucky people who survived on these large floating island chains. Some were natives, some were desperate and rushed here, and some subordinates were hiding in corners and trembling.
"What...what should I do."
"Fuck, how the hell do I know what to do? Aren't we still alive and well for the time being?"
"Not very well either."
"If the bugs win, we die, and that guy wins, we live, hide tight!"
"Aren't you going to help?"
"To be food?"
"Yes"
In terms of emotion and reason, this is not a war they can participate in or should participate in. It is very correct to send food and grass before the troops move, but if their position happens to be food and grass, these subordinates wish that the 9,000-year-old man hadn't passed down this ancient saying.
Once upon a time, there were countless people on this little broken ball, looking around eagerly, wondering in their hearts: Why didn't they fight?
Yes, if those people had a fight, wouldn't they not have to be caught in the middle and be fence-sitters?
However, this is just a beautiful fantasy of one-sided output
Do you really think you can watch a big show, eat a big feast, and reap the benefits of being a fisherman, just like the Shinra of the past, where everyone competed to be a filial son and a virtuous grandson? It's all nonsense. It's likely that the situation will still be like this, with those who should be food and grass consciously rolling into the trough, and those who should be cattle and horses actively putting on the bit.
