Calamus looked at the bloody lizard, his face was ugly and blue, but Hunger conquered everything.

He silently reached out his hand and took the lizard to his hand. He closed his eyes and swallowed it.

As a "noble demon clan", it should eat lizards to eat, which is really

Calamus vowed that he would never let anyone know this in his life.

Rao is the incomparable sadness of calamus, but it can't cover up the fact that He is not full.

Calamus looked at the seasonal wind and smoke, a little tangled.

Monsoon smoke is familiar with such eyes, which reminds her of the three silly sons.

There is no need for calamus to say anything about monsoon smoke. He stabbed the ground with his heavy sword. In a short time, a pile of dead insects appeared in front of calamus.

Calamus felt that even if he was a demon who was used to eating blood, he could not eat this pair of messy insect viscera in front of him.

"What do you want? You can't kill me, and you don't want to let me go. " Calamus can only use other topics to divert their attention.

The monsoon smoke raised his eyebrows and looked at the calamus. "Kill you, and the people in the bone rotting plain will suffer. Let you go, and I will suffer. So you will squat here honestly."

"You suffer? You fly so fast, even if I want to revenge you, I'm afraid it's hard to leave you behind, right? " Calamus sneered, even if he wished to tear up the monsoon smoke, but at present, he really can't do it.

"I'm curious. You are the destroyer, but you never use the destroyer armor in battle. Why is that?"

"Do you think I'll discuss this with a demon clan?" The monsoon smoke whitened the calamus.

Calamus Mo, he knew this girl was very ghost.

As time goes by, monsoon smoke has a plan in mind, but she needs to make some preparations before the implementation of the method.

On the other side, Ling He and others have fled back to the Third Army station with exhausted Pingchen people.

The soldiers outside the barracks were fooled to see a large number of people swarming in. Fortunately, one of the soldiers of the burning army recognized Lu Shaoqing, the leader, and rushed to the barracks to convey the news.

In a short time, Kung Fu Zhan Fei hurried out and looked at dozens of wounded soldiers and tens of thousands of people outside the camp.

"What's the matter? How can you bring so many people back to investigate? " Zhan Fei's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes swept around the crowd, but he did not find the shadow of monsoon smoke.

Lu Shaoqing's face was tired, but at the moment he insisted on his spirit: "in Pingcheng, Song Yuan, the leader of the city, colluded with the demon clan and took control of the whole city. General Ji led us to fight back to find a way out. These people escaped from Pingcheng. Please put them in place first and send someone to rescue general Ji."

"What? Song Yuan colludes with the demon clan? " Zhan Fei's eyes widened slightly. He never thought that song Yuanhui was colluding with the demon family. He asked Lu Shaoqing about the details. After learning that Ji Fengyan was trying to attract the demon family, he took the leader of the demon family with him and left, his eyes became slightly weird.

Zhan Fei's eyes swept over the frightened people, and after a moment's silence he said, "they can't be let into the barracks."

The exhausted people thought that they could rest when they arrived at the barracks, but Zhan Fei refused their plan to enter the barracks.