Chapter 569： Come to your door

Sixty percent fidelity?

Qin Yu frowned.

I thought that this day would come very late. I didn't expect it at all, so I arrived soon.

With a thought, the properties panel opens directly.

"Ding Dang, congratulations to the host, the Laxus character template has a fidelity of 60%."

"Ding Dang, congratulations to the host, unlocking Thunder's Extinct Dragon Magic · Dragon Scale ..."

"Ding Dang, congratulations to the host, unlocking the thunder suit ..."

"Ding-Dang, congratulations to the host, unlocking the dragon-suppressing uprising Mingyu Thunder!"

One after another, Qin Yu could not help but be surprised by the ethereal system prompt.

Feeling the rapid flow of perfusion warmth in my mind, everything about dragon scales, annihilation of dragons, and so on, are imprinted in my mind in detail.

However, Qin Yu has not waited for a taste, and the rapid footsteps rushed under the tower.

"Master Anz, the big deal is bad, here comes Crockdal!"

Seeing a dog-like state, hurried to Gaka, Qin Yu could not help but raise a brow.

Waiting for him to react, Daz, who was in the corner, rushed out first.

"You stand still!"

Bell screamed anxiously, and was about to chase him out.

However, he was quickly stopped by Detective Qin Yu: "Let him go. It's still useful if he goes."

useful?

Looking at Qin Yu with a smile on his face, the people present could not help but stunned.

In their eyes, Daz is already a loser.

Moreover, he also secretly sent a message to Clochdal, and now suddenly rushing out, shouldn't it become a variable?

How could it be useful?

Two or three miles away from Yuba.

This is a temporary establishment to control the influx of refugees.

It is also the only stronghold not covered by heavy rain.

However, as long as the refugees arrive here, they will be shocked by the clear scene of the sky, black and white.

After all, in their eyes, rain should have been uncontrollable.

But the Kings and Rebels guarding them told them.

The Skull Emperor said that if it rained thirty miles today, it must be thirty miles.

There is absolutely no one step, nor one step.

It is for this reason that once you arrive here, you will be absolutely shocked when you see this scene and hear this rumor.

For the skeleton king in every population, it is even more respected.

Those few billion-dollar reward orders were even worshipped on the wall.

"Skull Emperor, I hope you can go to other parts of Alabastan and rain a few more times so that we can survive the drought."

An old man knelt before a reward order and prayed in a hurry.

However, he didn't wait for him to stand up, a huge black shadow descended from the sky.

In the end, before the reward order, the figure of Crockdale was condensed, and he looked up at the brand-new reward order, and the clear sky not far away, his face was gloomy to the extreme.

"Is it good that he broke me?" Crokerdal said coldly.

Three days ago, after returning to the rain feast, he contacted the Warring States and found that Zefa did not appear in Alabastan at all.

Then, when he took over the Baroque workshop in person, he found that Yuba, who was originally in the drought, actually rained.

No matter how much dancing powder they use and how close they are, they can't take away the rain here.

As if the rain on this sky seemed to take root here.

This made Clochdal, who hated the water extremely, intended to fight after the opponent came to his door.

But with the passage of time, the other side was like a sea of ​​stones, without any movement at all.

Eventually unable to breathe, he came to the door in person.

"This is the Skeleton King. It is our hero of Alabastan. Without him, we would all die of thirst!" The voice of the old voice came from behind.

The word hero, like the invisible hammer, strikes deep into the soul of Crokdal.

Not long ago, he was synonymous with heroes in this country.

However, it has now been replaced.

Do not!

It should be said that his reputation, in the face of this skeleton demon capable of spreading clouds and rain, is that the firefly and Haoyue are competing for the glory.

Looking back at the old man behind him, Crocker Dahl's face sank, and his left golden hook slashed out abruptly.

"Since you don't come to me, I will kill everyone here to see when you can hide!"

The cold light circulated on the golden hook, and the violent shot made the old man never think of it.

The only thing I could do was to stand stupidly and stare straight, and the gold hook quickly enlarged in the pupil.

However, this thought just flashed in the old man's mind, and a dark shadow took the lead and appeared in front of him.

when!

Crisp metal collisions echoed, and Mars was splashing.

The collision, which did not hesitate to let it go, was set off by a gust of wind.

Looking at the figure that suddenly stopped in front of him, Crocker Dahl sank, and said, "MR1, I am very happy to see you are not dead, but you are trying to hinder me. If you do not give me a proper reason, don't Blame my mercy. "

Facing his former confidant, he suddenly appeared in front of him.

However, as the boss behind the Baroque work agency, Crocker Dahl can't be emotional.

However, this fascination just emerged, but the next moment, it was annihilated in my heart.

"Master Clokerdal, you run away, otherwise you will die!"

escape?

dead?

The small voice, at this moment, seemed to be imbued with the magic sound, and struck the depths of Klokdal's soul.

Looking at Daz standing in front of him, a tinge of light flashed on his face, and his voice growled.

"Bad guy, I'm one of the Seven Seas of Wuhai, and Crocodile, a sand crocodile, is a natural king. Your words offend me.

"Daz, let me die!"

Desert Sword!

The endless yellow sands gathered in Crockdale's right hand, and the next moment turned into the shape of a sword, slicing directly towards Daz.

The sudden scene made Daz's pupils shrink suddenly.

He didn't even think that he risked his life and rushed here to ventilate and report, and he would be killed.

However, this can not blame him, as a hard and fast ability to cut fruit.

Daz was also an iron golem.

Which pot is not mentioned at all, which pot is exposed.

Looking at the attack that zoomed in quickly in the pupil, there was only time to raise his hands to block.

However, the thought just came to mind, and the husky voice, without any interest, suddenly sounded.

"Shield of hatred!"

A simple four-character came out, and a rushing horseshoe sounded.

A dark shadow took the lead and appeared behind Crocker Dahl.

The desert sword that was originally slashed.

At this moment, he was so uncontrolled that he slashed away behind him.