Chen Lu nodded calmly: "I know those who want to achieve great things must learn to wait, otherwise they don't have any patience. What else can they do?"
Qian Yuan and Lyle smiled at each other and admired Chen Lu even more.
Mingming is a noble son of a big proud family, but he is not only powerful, but also steady and calm, without a hint of impetuosity and complacency. Although people's cold face seems to refuse people thousands of miles away, it makes people feel that coldness and arrogance are naturally taken for granted, and it can't help but produce a sense of respect.
When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, there were a large number of demons and Demons around. When we saw the fire mark on everyone of shateng demons regiment, we were surprised and talked about it one after another.
"It's the shaten demon regiment!"
"The first magic Corps on the mainland, they also come to pick the holy fruit? It's broken. I'm afraid we have no hope!"
"Hey, even if it's the shateng magic corps, it's hard to say whether it can get the holy fruit under the claws of Warcraft. At that time, it depends on who can grab it quickly. Maybe we'll lose the whole army collectively."
While the discussion was in full swing, Chen Lu and the three in front of the camp suddenly heard a sarcastic laugh.
"Sha Teng? Isn't it amazing? I, Yan Shuang, don't believe it! Luo Yin, who lives in the city, asked you to come and work for him for 1000 yuan, ha ha..."
Coward? How dare you say that, Miss law!
Chen Lu's eyes flashed cold and turned to look at the past. The sarcastic man walked to the front of shateng camp surrounded by a large group of magic soldiers, but he was a young man in his twenties and eighties, with his hair sticking up and a wing sign on his shoulder.
"Optimus demon corps?" It seemed that she had seen this sign, and Chen Lu immediately remembered it.
There are also frictions between the magic Corps. The strength of the large magic Corps may not be much worse. Naturally, Chen Lu is not convinced with each other. Chen Lu silently recites the three words Yan Shuang and doubts whether it is the son of Lengyan, the head of the third magic corps?
Seeing them, Qian Yuan's eyes showed disgust.
"Lord Xun Yin, this Yan Shuang is the young leader of the Optimus army. He doesn't pay much attention to our young leader, Miss Luo Yin. He grabs business with us and bullies our scattered units everywhere. He is particularly rampant in the area of Buluo city recently. We usually don't provoke them."
First floor magician? Yan's talent is really excellent at this age. No wonder he will be so exaggerated and arrogant.
"Hum, is the first level magician great? The young Lord is about his age. This guy is just jealous of the young Lord's talent and Warcraft. He only dares to trouble us. In front of the young Lord, he doesn't even dare to fart!" Lyle went on and looked at Yan Shuang with the same disgust.
Personal comparisons turned into jealousy.
Chen Lu knew it right away, glanced at it with disdain, and said coldly, "some people want to be clowns all their life. They can't compare with others, but they have to compare with others. After all, they can't compare with others."
Their voice is not small. As long as the demons around them have practiced, they will not hear.
Leng Yanshuang has always been arrogant in the nearby area. Seeing that the strength of Qianyuan group is not as strong as his own side, he thought he could suppress the shateng magic Corps here, but he didn't expect that the other party would lose face.
"Thousand yuan, you want trouble, don't you?" Staring at Chen Lu and his party angrily, Lengyan shuanghan said in a voice.
"You want to die." Chen Lu said indifferently. Her dark eyes twinkled with sharp cold, locked Lengyan Shuang, and a magic pressure gradually dispersed from her body.
"Yes, you dare to insult our little Lord. I don't want to let you go!" Thousand yuan "bah!" With a cold face, they have endured this guy for a long time. Now Chen Lu shows his attitude to support them. What else are they afraid of?
Seeing Chen Lu's action, Qian Yuan is absolutely sure. Chen Lu's strength is higher than him, and more than one chip higher than him. Leng Yanshuang can't catch up with him.
"Don't let me go? Ha ha, I want to see how you don't let me go!" Leng Yan Shuang was very angry and laughed back. He was not generally angry.
The angry Leng Yanshuang was about to bully him, but the old man in yellow robe around him suddenly grabbed him: "young Lord, it's getting late. We don't need to spend with them. If we delay the picking of holy fruit and let others get a bargain, isn't it going to be a joke?"
Leng Yanshuang then heard the old man in yellow robe say in a very low voice: "young Lord, I'm afraid that young man is not simple! Qian Yuan and they are not fools. If they don't have anything to rely on, how can they be so confident and fearless? Moreover, although Qian Yuan and Lyle are looking at the young man with respectful eyes, I see something strange, young Lord is still careful."
With the old man's words, Leng Yanshuang went to seriously look at the black robed boy. He looked cold and solemn, his skin was as white as jade, and his eyes were cold and trembling. He couldn't help thinking of those noble CHILDES of the big family. Can only they maintain their beauty like a woman?
Leng Yanshuang was not stupid either. He managed to suppress his anger and waved his sleeve and said, "yes, I don't have the same experience with you. Let's go."
While talking, the crowd of Optimus devil Corps retreated like a tide. They came and went faster.
Chen Lu's eyes flashed, but he didn't catch up immediately. He didn't want the shateng magic soldiers to suffer losses.
However, it is a little better for shateng to let these people retreat by themselves.
Qianyuan and Lyle are the first time to see Leng Yanshuang in such a mess. Both of them are in pain. The shateng magic soldiers look at Chen Lu more intensely.
They were about to say something, but suddenly they heard a large cry in the distance.
"Look! The fruit is about to mature!"
what?
Everyone looked at it excitedly. Sure enough, they saw that the fruit slowly became transparent and bright, just like a glittering red crystal.
At this moment, everyone was nervous, and the demons ran to the horizon, including the people of the Optimus demon Corps.
Qian Yuan was surprised and cried out: "how could it be? The fruit ripened in advance! Bad, we haven't arranged anyone to attract super Warcraft..."
Chen Lu was stunned when she heard the speech, as if she thought of something. She touched her chin and asked Qianyuan: "attract super Warcraft? Is it drugs or something?"
"Yes, sir, but we only got a small bottle." Lyle took a small glass bottle out of his arms and handed it to him. He said nervously, "Lord Xun Yin, you don't intend to go in person? But it's very dangerous. Once this thing takes up a little, it will attract a large number of Warcraft and even super Warcraft. Even experts at sky magic level dare not use it casually. You should pay attention."
"A large number of Warcraft? That's good. I'm not afraid of much." Chen Lu smiled faintly under the surprised gaze of the two people and said to Bai Lang: "I know you can be invisible. Go and pour this on Leng Yan Shuang. It doesn't need to be too much. Half a bottle can be used. The rest will be scattered on other members of the Optimus magic Corps. They should solve a lot of problems for us."
Qian Yuan and Lyle were stunned when they saw this, and their understanding of Chen Lu went up to another level, turning people to death!
Half a bottle? God, this will lead all the super Warcraft in this forest!
Thousand yuan two people looked at the distance with pity, as if they had foreseen the end of those people
Leng Yanshuang is very excited now. Looking at the crystal clear holy fruit on the cliff and smelling the faint fragrance, he wants to grow a pair of wings and fly up!
Due to the special blocking of the news, no one knows the importance of this task to Optimus except internal personnel.
"Elder, you are out of your sight this time! Look, those shateng magic soldiers haven't caught up with us up to now, which means they don't have the strength to compete with us at all. They retreat in the face of difficulties, and this holy fruit task will be completed by us!", Leng Yanshuang looked around and saw that the shateng magic Corps didn't even have a shadow.
Speaking of this, he was still a little angry. It was really cheap for them. If he met them again on the way back, he would give him some color to see!
"Be careful. The horizon is close to the devil's ridge, and there are many high-level Warcraft." The old man in yellow robe frowned and always felt something was wrong. He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Leng Yan Shuang humed with a smile: "don't worry, elder. As long as Luoyin doesn't come, it must be us who get the holy fruit."
"That's what I said." The old man in yellow robe is quite confident in his strength.
Climbing all the way, I hope the holy fruit on the horizon is in front. The people of Optimus magic corps have climbed the cliff, which only makes those small teams dare to be angry.
"Here you are!" Leng Yanshuang looked at the holy fruit close at hand. He was so happy that he was about to pick it, but his feet had just taken a step out, and a strong wind that hurt his face suddenly shrouded over his head!
"Ah, it's high star Warcraft! Be careful!"
The Yellow robed old man looked shocked. He rushed forward with a loud cry and rescued Leng Yanshuang from under the eagle's claw. Before he had time to catch his breath, another golden eagle pecked over again!
The old man in yellow robe took a breath of air-conditioning and hurriedly grabbed Leng Yanshuang to one side and crossed the huge stone wall. From here, they could see the mountains that looked at the end of the world. They inadvertently looked in that direction and were almost scared.
"My God! So... Those are Warcraft?" Leng Yanshuang's scalp is numb and cold hair counts down, watching the black smoke!
"My God! There are a lot of Warcraft!"
"Oh, I'm dying! I'm really dying!"
"Run away!"
Many demon soldiers showed fear one by one, shouted in a disorderly way, and ran to the horizon at a faster speed than before. In life and death, many people broke out at an unimaginable speed. Unfortunately, the Warcraft group behind them was faster than them. Many people were soon caught up, and the tragic voice was heard.
Under the claws of Warcraft, ordinary magic soldiers are vulnerable!
"Damn it! Someone calculated!" The old man in yellow robe finally found the crux. Unfortunately, it was too late. He had to hold Leng Yanshuang with hatred and flee in a panic. That large group of Warcraft pursued him.
"No!" Seeing that the holy fruit close at hand was drowned by a large group of Warcraft, Leng Yanshuang almost had the heart to die. When he thought about it, he knew who he was overcast, and couldn't help but let out an angry howl.
"Sha Teng demon soldier! That smelly boy! I'm not finished with you!"
From a distance, Chen LUZHENG and a group of shateng magic soldiers were lurking, watching all this coldly, and heard this sad cry.
"If you don't finish with us, you have to live." Chen Lu poked away a thorn, and the corners of her lips made a beautiful arc. She looked back with disdain and hummed.
"Ha ha, that pig's head is to compete ten times again. He is still the loser!"
"Yes, if Lord Xun Yin competes with him head-on, I'm afraid he will lose even worse. However, he seems to be more cheerful in this shade, hehe..."
When Qian Yuan and Lyle saw that Leng Yanshuang was chased by a large group of Warcraft animals and fled, they were not happy to mention how happy they were.