Undead Farm

A hundred times?

How strong is that? !

"But he will be enchanted, and then he will no longer be human..."

"What is this problem?"

Bede chilled and interrupted the female pastor.

"In your eyes, appearance and attributes are the only criteria for determining the good and evil of others, not here?"

Looking at Bed's finger at his chest, the female pastor's face changed.

Yeah, even if he is enchanted, can he still be a personal class as long as he is rational?

It’s just that it’s like a “devil”...

"Teacher?"

The priest looked at the old man with white beard, but the latter shook his head heavily.

"Keep your faith, pastor! Do you think that relying on a pair of magic horns can completely suppress the impact of magic on his brain? Even if it can be, this long-term rendering of this magic will degenerate from the body to the heart. The real devil! This is the real life is not as good as death!"

Weng Ling looked at Bede, but Bede held his chest and his face was light: "What is the devil, what is the person? What is the difference between man and the devil? Why is the demon dead, the living demon is not as good as a dead people?"

"Today, my words are here. If you don't pull out the magic corner, he will have to be killed alive. If you pull out the corner, the magic that has been filtered by the magic angle can enter the brain without being suppressed, and help him finish the final." Enchanted."

"Life is still dead, choose it!"

Weng Ling looked at the silent people around him, including Xu Muzhi, who turned his head too hard.

Although he has always carried out the idea of ​​teaching no class, no love, no even even Goblin, he has no exception, but there are two race exceptions:

Undead and Mozu.

Both races have brought hundreds of millions of deaths to the Holy Stone continent. The more familiar with history, the harder it is for him to cross his own heart.

"Ha ha ha, is it hard to choose? Then how can I help you?"

A voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. Weng Ling felt a panic in his heart. Looking back, where did Jeff, who was originally rolling on the ground, look for it?

"over there!"

At night, he looked more like a torch and pointed to the rats outside the battle circle.

Everyone snorted and saw that the rats in the distance actually piled up into a high platform, and a ruddy old man on the squirrel's rat table held the faucet in one hand and Jeff, who was struggling in the other.

It’s strange to say that Jeff, who can kick Weng Ling in one foot, is like a child in his hand, no matter how to bite and kick, he can’t break away.

"Yang Qu?"

Xu Mu, who has seen all the materials of Qu Dingcheng Yang’s family, recognized the old man, but shouldn’t he be an old-fashioned guy?

How to look ruddy like a child, and his bent back actually straightened up, and then a younger one has to be called middle-aged!

"Let my master!"

When Weng Ling saw it, he would rush out of the battle circle, but he was forced to pull her back by the strength of breastfeeding.

"Don't be impulsive. Just how did he take Jeff away? Do you see it clearly?"

On the third night, I looked more carefully at the Yang Qu, who was on the top, and looked serious.

Even Zhou Hong, who has always had a light expression, is now closer to the night three, ready to take him far away.

Weng Ling is not a pig's head. Naturally, he understands the meaning of the night, and then looks at the horror of the surrounding Xu Qianzhi and the paladins. No one has found out how Yang Qu is putting a big life under the eyes and guarding against it. People take it away.

This is used to launch an attack...

Seeing the surrounding mutant mouse stopped the attack, surrounded by Yang Qu, Xu Muzhi cleared the Qing Zizi asked:

"Yang Qu, is this rodent disaster what you do?"

Yang Qu looks down on the paladin and the bishop below. Hahaha laughs: "Yes, these magic mice are my plan! Do you still want to ask why?"

"Why?" Xu Muzhi really interface.

"Ha ha ha, don't tell you!"

Yang Qu haha ​​smiled, his face suddenly cooled down.

Decades of planning were ruined by a sudden recovery of the undead, and his years of stagnation had to be seen in advance.

Although the group below is destined to be unable to live today, he also lost his feelings of showing off his plans, and the Yang family will certainly be annihilated by the empire, and it will not help him to have more magic rats.

What's more...

"You dare to kill my son, then I will let you taste the taste of despair!"

After that, Yang Qu suddenly raised his leading stick toward Jeff's forehead, and a thick black air instantly covered his face.

Bede was shocked at first sight: "Magic! He is injecting magic into Jeff! How does he come from a human being?"

"No! It's the crutches! The crutches are made with magic crystals, not good! The magic is very mixed, so the magic can't keep the will!"

Xu Muzhi's face changed, although I don't know why this strange female doll knows so much, but the face of the medicine-free saint is also blue, indicating that she is telling the truth.

If this is to make the guy magical, isn't it necessary for them to beat themselves? Naon Ling...

"Return my master!"

With a tear, Weng Ling earned a hard force, and only three half of the sleeves were left in the night, and her figure had already rushed toward the rats.

As for her sledgehammer, she is still in the cave of the underground.

"This guy, the old man adds chaos!" The night three more cursed, looked around, and then another paladin lost his weapon ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hello, take the knife! ”

Weng Ling backhanded one by one, but the second thing was to cut out the five magical mice into two halves, while the night three looked around.

The wall of the city is still full of mutated magic rats, but as long as he thinks, regardless of Bed and the old and the ancients, the escape should not be no problem.

Can he ignore it?

"This is my private property, I want to give up? No way!"

The night of the night is even more secretly cursed, waving all the undead in the summoned card is recruited.

In an instant, there were more than 600 pig head zombies and more than 300 high-end pig head sickle soldiers on the ground, plus ten scorpion collars, totaling nearly a thousand people!

This hand instantly summoned a squadron's big move to directly highlight the paladin and the bishops, and each one began to have some doubts about life.

Is the summoner known as the sewer profession strong enough to take this position?

Grass! Those **** guys still say that they are weak every day, they are all loaded, and they are planning for work!

"Chong up, hacked the old man!" Night three pointed to the Yang Qu evil.

Although there are some disparity in the number of more than 200,000 variants of the magic mouse, his purpose is not to rely on himself, but on...

"What are you doing? Together, killing Yang Qu, these magic rats will lose control, and we will be saved!" Xu Muzhi's eyes lit up and waved his hand.

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