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Dazzling flames rose and licked the grass, and the crackling sound of grass seeds mixed with the pungent smell of gasoline entangled people, making everyone present frown.

"It doesn't taste right..." Li Mo squatted on the boulder, stuck out his tongue and sucked his nose.

Oreo leaned against Liu Qingxiao drowsily, ignoring him.

"This smell... feels like burnt human flesh?" Xie Jiyan made the same movements as his senior brother, scratching his nose and touching the miniature gun in his arms in confusion.

The handsome man standing beside him had a duck leg in his mouth, his mouth was full of oil and he still faltered and said, "I... I said... stupid, you, have you heard... Burning human flesh?" ?”

Xie Jiyan pulled up his sleeves and wiped his chicken's face, looked at the sky and thought for a while: "It seems to be the last time? I went to a scenic spot to deal with an ogre, and he was eating his homemade barbecue when I went there. It's really fresh in my memory..."

Ye Lianque suddenly felt that he lost his appetite.

"General Xie heard it right." Oreo, who was drowsy and sleep deprived, finally woke up, rubbed his waist calmly and patted himself on the ice silkworm, and pointed at the vines: "This kind of demonized thing is a cannibal... That's right, it is the legendary tentacle system. Its skin is not as thick as Li Mo's, but it will be eaten every minute without leaving bones."

Li Mo, who was also shot while lying down, scratched his nose and pretended not to hear.

"If there are demonizing vines, there will be others... Next time, I don't know if we can stop him from doing evil..." Liu Qingxiao lit the spell and threw a ball of sun fire in, listening to the tiny vines Yell shook his head.

Oreo patted himself on the shoulder, and smiled reassuringly: "It's only one person who can be saved, we, don't we exist to save those who can be saved~"

"Let's go~" Ye Lianque threw the gnawed duck leg bones into the firepower, touched Xie Jiyan's back waist to wipe off the oil, and smiled a bit: "Listen, there are monsters calling us ~"

When Qing Yang arrived at the battlefield, the scene was simply terrifying.

Spirit beasts all over the ground were lying unconscious on the ground, and several white tigers and phoenixes in the center circle were lying on their stomachs, as if they were having a tea party in harmony.

Qingyang stared intently for a while, and there was a small figure in the middle.

"Fuck, Yanchi can get it done by himself?!" Feeling that the words were swearing, he quickly lowered his head and shouted a Buddha's name: "Ami Tofu is talkative... sins and sins..." After reading a volume of scriptures, he looked at the man who was Among the group of divine beasts, the figures grew taller, and they couldn't help being amazed.

But in fact, only Yanchi knows about Yanchi's suffering.

What is the concept of being stared at by the warlike white tiger and the proud phoenix? Although they are of similar levels, spirit beasts are spirit beasts after all, and their inherent advantages are much stronger than humans.Under that kind of aura, even if he had the strength to fight, Yanchi still felt guilty and wished he could turn into a butterfly and fly away immediately.

Yanchi's legs were trembling, his knees felt so weak that he would kneel down and call out boss at any time.

"Then...then what, can you put away your saliva and stop looking at my spirit snake, okay..." Yanchi's face was full of lasagna tears, and he held the flute to catch the trembling turbulent snake arms.

The white tiger named Chuan Ye pulled back his own drooling white tiger, and smeared each tiger's paw: "Qixi, Chuxi! Take back all the saliva, it really embarrasses our white tiger clan!"

Before Yanchi cast his moving eyes on Chuanye, he spoke again: "What are you looking at, such a small snake is not enough to fit between the teeth, and you also drool so much? Others think that we, the White Tiger Clan, are just With such a small amount of food, it’s not ashamed to lose face, at least it has to be this big, right?” Said, Tiger Palm pointed to Phoenix at the side.

Fortunately, the Phoenix clan believed in the point that "the White Tiger clan are all second-rate", and calmly ignored the howling Chuanye.

The little white tigers here confronted Chuanye instead, and the white tiger who complained before said again: "I don't care about other snakes. This snake is a rare Gu snake. The taste is relatively novel. The brothers are greedy again." What's the matter...Don't say you don't want to eat it, last time you said you would cooperate with the human world to make something strange to eat!"

Chuan Ye, who was exposed, stroked his beard, and slapped the white tiger pretending not to hear it.

The Agitator Snake in Yanchi's arms trembled even more, and with tears in his eyes, Yanchi sacrificed the Gu worm.

When the Stirring Snake disappeared, a little phoenix on Fenghuang's side let out a very small exclamation of pity, and the big phoenix in the lead gave it a hard look.

In fact, speaking of snakes, they are more attractive to birds like phoenixes.The White Tiger Clan talked for a long time, but in fact they were still talking about Phoenix, not giving up the slightest chance to mock their opponents.

Yanchi sighed, who said that the IQ of the White Tiger Clan is low, so she made a mockery of him.

"Ahem, serious business. I don't mean anything else. I just want to prove to you on behalf of human beings that we have the power to interfere with your battlefield in a small area. We can disrupt the situation as long as you want. Why don't you just sit down and have a drink? Tea should check things out." After Yanchi finished speaking, he caught a erratic blue butterfly and turned around to look at the bright bald head not far away.

Fenghuang also followed his gaze to see the person, and chose to remain silent.

Chuan Ye sneered: "The White Tiger Clan is warlike, but it's not that they have no brains and only know how to fight. It was the Phoenix Clan who started fighting without listening to any explanation from us, and quickly captured Sandao City. Are we still called White Tigers after this? We didn’t know until halfway through the fight that the emperor of the Feng clan ran to our territory without saying hello, came as he came, and disappeared mysteriously...We were caught off guard without knowing anything, using your human world’s In a word, blame me!" Chuan Ye said while wagging his tail, his eyes followed Bi Die away unconsciously.

Yan Chi secretly rubbed and released a few more blue butterflies, then looked at Phoenix.

At this time, Qingyang also came over, twirling the Buddhist beads and clasping his hands together, it looked very reliable.

The phoenix, which hadn't responded until now, finally moved, every feather seemed to stand on end, and the deep voice echoed in Yanchi's ear through the translator.

"The phoenix is ​​originally a family that soars in the sky. Our self-control is not as low as the legend. The reason why the high-level officials are so angry this time has a lot to do with the emperor's whereabouts."

"Isn't that day coming soon? If you don't believe us, don't you believe in your emperor? Beating around like crazy can also be called self-control?" The little white tiger couldn't help complaining, one paw still stopped for a while. A blue butterfly.

Fenghuang glanced at him sideways: "Since we know that the day is approaching, you should also know about the Emperor and your White Tiger Clan, no wonder we are suspicious."

"What? What's the matter? I don't know what the hell happened!" Chuanye gave up on Little Butterfly, and moved her nose to Yanchi's face, her voice full of gossip.

The big phoenix and the little white tiger stopped for a while, but didn't speak.

After a while, the little white tiger touched his nose, looked at the sky and said, "Well...it's about Elder Qingchu..."

Chuanye tilted his head: "The one from the Fox clan?"

"Well, this is a rumor that has been circulating for 100 years."

Sixteen, multi-line description is very troublesome

It was already the sixth day in the world of beasts, Ye Qinghuan wiped his gun, looked at the sky and sighed.

Ever since Qian Zhuo'er went to the Qinglong tribe to negotiate, all kinds of attacks have calmed down a lot, making Ye Qinghuan, who is protecting Lishi and their liaison group, idle all day long.

Li Zhu is very tired every day, after all, Quan Xuanmai is the only senior liaison officer, and the other idiots who only know how to fight, only flirt with milk, only study weapons and only eat and eat are really not up to this duty.

It’s just that Jiang Moli took the middle-level exam last time and contacted him to try it out, but he was complained many times that “the voice is not enough and he will be drugged, and the negative score will be fucked”, “Why is this voice so insecure? What kind of contact? I just don't want to believe what you say..." "No more passion, no one flirting with you, I'm so happy, I'm going on strike."

That's right, the last one is Ah Zhen with a murderous value of 250.

Jiang Moli also couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to return the earphones to Li Zhu, and went back to An Xin to become a doctor.

There is no one to share the work for Lizhu, and Lizhu wears earphones with unpredictable expressions and crackles at the contact device, not knowing what to type, so Qu Jiefeng stays with her all the time while wiping the gun.A hammock was hung on the tree on the other side. Jiang Moli huddled in a net pocket with a book in his arms and shook it from time to time as he read it with gusto.Tang Yanlu chewed the straw, tossed and tumbled about holding the mechanism piglet, making the mechanism creaking all the time.

Ye Qinghuan glanced around, then sighed and went back to play with the gun.

While wiping the dust on the groove of the gun, he suddenly felt a slight movement from the wind behind him, and before he could turn his head, something fell on his head.

Knowing the situation, Ye Qinghuan didn't dare to act rashly, so she could only stiffen her neck and clenched the bullet in her hand.There was a slight warmth from the things on her head, and a fluffy feeling fell on Ye Qinghuan's neck, but she couldn't remember what it felt like for a while.

This situation didn't last long, Tianyou's long bathing time was finally over, and when he came back and saw Ye Qinghuan's condition, he burst out laughing: "I said Xiao Qinghuan, what are you doing with such a big thing when you have nothing to do?" ~Adorable?" As she spoke, she raised her hand and hugged what was on Ye Qinghuan's head.

It was a milky white cat, with no stray hairs all over its body. The left eye was blue and the right eye was golden. It was obviously a beautiful cat.

"Hey, Persian cat~" Tianyou smiled and stretched out his hand to raise its hind paw, but the cat kicked his face with its hind legs and threw itself back at Ye Qing.