I Always Get Pushed Back

However, at this time, another captured Joan of Arc ran towards Wang Chuan from a distance. It seemed that she didn't run fast enough just now.

Seeing the prey, Joan of Arc accelerated her speed excitedly, and at the same time she couldn't wait to take off the cloth on her body.

Wang Chuan shook his eyebrows, and stood there waiting for Sang Joan to approach, and Hei Zhen also felt the superficial meaning of Wang Chuan's aura, and stood behind Wang Chuan without unnecessary movements.

Nearly.

Seeing Joan of Arc running in front of his eyes, Wang Chuan immediately slapped Joan of Arc forward, turning that Joan of Arc into golden particles, and the spirit base shattered back into the Holy Grail.

However, Wang Chuan's hand froze in mid-air.

The position of his palm seems to be Opie who lost Joan of Arc...

Self-PY

That's right, it's me, it's me, it's me!

(ーεー)

I have a brain hole, but I can't connect with the content of this book, but I am very imaginative.

So, I deleted everything in the other book, and I waited for the brain hole to fill in the hole later.

"Happy Guge Survival Diary" now only has [-] words and [-] chapter. In short, the author Gege is really awesome!

Create pigeons with the author of Guke as a template, and then write their fish-catching stories|ω?)

120. The Crisis of Losing Joan of Arc ([-])

Wang Chuan turned his head guiltily, and looked at Hei Zhen, trying to see if there would be any different expression on Hei Zhen's face.

Fortunately, from that angle, Hei Zhen seemed to be able to only see her own back.

"Whoo~"

Inexplicably, Wang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

So why should I be nervous...

However, the ground shook violently again.

And this time the shock was stronger than before. Wang Chuan roughly estimated that the number of Sang Joan who dared to come was probably thousands...Huh?This is mixed with the sound of rubber rubbing against the ground, as well as the unique sound of the engine. …

Could it be that Joan of Arc formed a mechanized organization?

Thinking wildly in his brain, Wang Chuan walked slowly to the alley step by step, trying to probe the situation on the street outside.

Slowly, slowly, slowly poke your head out...Hey!

At the last moment, Wang Chuan suddenly stretched out his head, and quickly turned his eyes to look at the road conditions on both sides of the street.

On one side, it was empty.Well, that's fine.

Then on the other side, Wang Chuan saw a pile of human flesh coming from a distance like a black mass descending the mountain.

There are a few flame-breathing heavy locomotives scattered in front of them. There are two Sang Joan on these heavy locomotives. One of them is wearing a maddened tight leather riding suit and is sitting in the driver's seat. His eyes are twinkling. crazy.Then another Joan of Arc wore no upper body at all, and painted it with crazy and gorgeous colors. They wore Mohawk-style helmets on their heads, and laughed frantically while waving flaming iron chains in their hands.

Following the heavy locomotive, there are jeeps with the top removed. These jeeps are full of punk style, and Joan of Arc on the top also opened her mouth happily, as if screaming happily and crazily, looking forward to what.

In short, in the darkness, Wang Chuan saw a mess of various forms of Joan of Arc, and even a few giantesses of Joan of Arc......

Seeing the nympho-like smile on the giantess, Wang Chuan felt the malice of the world.

Do you want to fill the air-raid shelter with your own cannon? !Don't be so mad!

In an instant, Wang Chuan made up his mind to run away, and retracted his head to greet Hei Zhen that it was time to slip away, but the one who faced Wang Chuan was Hei Zhen with an embarrassed face.

"Master..."

"What's the matter, Hei Zhen? Anyway, let's slip away first!"

"I forgot to tell you, the use of your power seems to attract them from a hundred miles away..."

In an instant, Wang Chuan's expression was as if he had gone to heaven, and he saw 72 Guan Liuliu pointing their butts up to his POI.

"I got it! Next time I'll just say it earlier, why are you looking at me like that!"

Embarrassed by Wang Chuan's eyes, Hei Zhen simply gave up on herself and yelled, and then the direction of the source of vibration moved to this direction became straighter again.

Now, both Wang Chuan and Hei Zhen felt the vibration of the earth very clearly.

"Don't talk about it, let's run first!"

Wang Chuan saw a high-grade soft-tail mountain bike just outside the street, and hurriedly ran over and stepped over the saddle to ride it, just to signal Hei Zhen to come up.

Speechless Hei Zhen looked at Wang Chuan and asked, "Where do you want me to sit?"

This soft-tail mountain bike did not have a rear seat or pedals on the rear wheels, so Hei Zhen looked at Wang Chuan with a look of concern for MASTER.

"Why bother so much, you can do whatever you want!"

Looking at the pile of mourning Joan of Arc people getting closer and closer, Wang Chuan's head was beaded with sweat, and now he was anxious and a little panicked.

God!The giantess was running faster, what was that running down her thighs? Hey!Don't show such a slutty smile, okay!No, this is no longer a bottomless pit of embroidery needles!

Estimating in the small world of her heart, the wise Ying Lili thought that it might be enough to stuff Wang Chuan in.

Then, Joan of Arc successfully "rided" on Wang Chuan, and attacked Sang Joan who came behind.As for Wang Chuan, he had no choice but to function as a human engine.