Those who have seen a rainy night feel terrible from the bottom of their heart, and the pain before their death can be clearly seen. He can find this place and look at the sword hate song, and a terrible thought rises in his heart: if he and Changjian hate song are together, they will be in danger today.

Looking at the cold expression and bloodthirsty eyes on a rainy night, the whole person was shocked. How could this look appear on such a small child? However, it was quite similar to his own? All of a sudden, I had a lot of thoughts.

However, this is not the time to discuss these issues. It is the right thing to remove the scum first.

So, a massacre began.

The attribute is reduced by 50%, what else to play? Second rate masters degenerate directly into third rate masters, and third rate masters degenerate directly into little ones. These people, in the eyes of long sword hate song, can no longer constitute any threat.

Like the toothless tiger, this metaphor is a bit high.

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the damage soared. Suddenly, two people fell under the double blade of the sword hate song. Seeing the situation reverse, it is natural to show a good performance in rainy night. The tree trunk that is held tightly by both hands falls lightly like a withered yellow leaf and joins the battle.

The flu is raging, the flu is raging, and the flu is raging. Three skills in a row block their escape routes and block their last desire to survive.

On rainy night, their lithe posture strides with elegant steps, waving the giant sickle in their hands, one by one across their chest, taking away their only heat. After being reduced, their blood volume and defense capacity are not as good as wild boars, so they can cut them easily.

Er, this is the legend, not as good as a pig!

At one time, the scene was chaotic. Two dozen twelve, my nephew and nephew had no difficulty. Howls and curses rang through the forest. Birds in the forest fluttered away one after another, and shrubs and animals roared away.

After a while, the whole forest became quiet and the noise disappeared. All the members of the "ghost training group" turned into white light and disappeared. They returned to the novice village to report. We should know that they were all red names except the leader "evil ghost", so they left equipment all over the ground.

The evil ghost lost a lot this time. After the battle, his eyes were clear and bright again on a rainy night. He went to collect the equipment one by one. Unfortunately, the colorful dagger belonging to grandfather Li was not exploded and was taken away by the "evil ghost" with good luck.

However, I'm afraid we will not give up the evil ghost's hateful eyes before he dies. The infamous reputation of the "evil ghost" is just as disgusting as his figure. He is famous for his acrimony and heartlessness.

Rainy night is a person of principle, only took their own colorful equipment, the rest did not move.

Sword hate song, bright apricot eyes look at the rainy night, do not understand the meaning of rainy night, had to go forward to collect other equipment, while collecting and saying: "rainy night, this equipment aunt collected to sell money, we get half a person."

Nodding at rainy night, he needs nothing more than money at this stage. Only by selling the sword can he maximize his profits.

Rainy night may be naturally sensitive to numbers. Looking at the 17 pieces of equipment on the ground entering his aunt's package, he suddenly realized that the knapsack of sword hate song might be no longer ten squares, just like himself. His eyes flashed with the light of thinking and full of doubts.

Long sword hate song clearly captured the idea of rainy night, and from the capacity of collecting equipment on rainy night just now, the backpack on rainy night is more than ten spaces. She is more and more interested in rainy night.

They quickly cleaned up the battlefield and moved with gentleness and Muer. The place was exposed and no longer safe.

Along the way, gentle and mu'er take turns to add blood to long sword hate song, and finally her blood volume returns to full in ten minutes. More than 4000 drops of blood, especially terrifying.

The sky is getting dark, and the forest is lonely and terrifying. It seems that all the dangers are hidden in the dark. She is always ready to frighten the passers-by. She likes this scene best, and the night is her home.

However, the rainy night has to be offline, he and his grandparents need to take care of.

Gentle and rainy night stopped to say goodbye to the sword hate song, gently blinked the big eyes of the water spirit and said: "Auntie, brothers told us to eat, wait for us to play after dinner!"

Long sword hate song nodded, touched his stomach, bent down to look at the lovely soft soft voice and said: "just right, I'm a little hungry, so let's go offline for dinner. If you have time at 8 p.m., you must go online. I have a surprise for you."

When he said that, he held a gentle smile on his face, revealing his love and hatred.

The two porcelain dolls nodded, waved to the sword hate song, and said with one voice, "goodbye, aunt."

Ding, rainy night and gentle return to reality.

At this time, in the middle of Zhongzhang and in the forest, mu'er's white skin was tinged with a trace of redness, and her eyes had a trace of aura. She looked at the rainy night and the soft disappearing figure. Her smart and symmetrical small mouth opened gracefully, and her thin lips closed up and down, revealing her milk white teeth.On the small face shows the color of doubt, murmured: "Auntie, are you serious?"

That lovely little expression, as if gentle and rainy night took away her beloved toy, pitiful.

Long sword hate song bent down to hold mu'er in his arms, raised his head to look at mu'er and said, "mu'er, aunt, tell you a story, OK? You'll understand when you hear it. "

Mu'er blinks a pair of eyes containing aura, drips a crystal clear tear to look at aunt.

Sword hate song gently put down mu'er, holding her little hand to go forward, while walking while telling his own story.

Mu'er listens patiently, while listening, he turns his head and looks at his back. The expression on his face changes with the passage of time.

A large and a small two figures gradually away, until disappeared. The story of sword hate song belongs to her alone. I will tell it later.

Return to the text, rainy night and gentle step out of the door, gentle like a lark, around the rainy night chirp how how how to stop.

What are we going to eat tonight, brother? You have to do more. You are soft and hungry. I'm so hungry. " There was an exaggerated expression on his face.

"Brother, you and aunt are really good, but the elder brother is the strongest in my mind, ha ha." My face is full of joy.

"Brother, what surprise do you think your aunt will give us in a moment? I'm looking forward to it. And where is your handsome weapon from? No, it's gentle." The face toots the small mouth, carries the small hand, pretends not to be happy the appearance.

Gentle as if magic master, a moment a facial expression, and can completely control.

"Soup noodles tonight." Rainy night light said, and then picked up the kneading hand gently in the soft nose tip, pretending to be serious said: "gentle, brother now gives you an important task, to see how the grandparents are? All right? "

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