Doomsday Wonderland

After a while, and after a while, I was ready to feel a little stupid. Her eyes turned back and forth a few laps on the stupid big and the old fallen seed, finally straightened up and exchanged a look with the package - they were very upset.

"God of God... What God?" Ji Shanqing stood behind Lin San, revealing half of his face and asked with vigilance.

"...there is a shame, there is a loss of God. It seems to be the name given to him by other gods." The old numbness came from the door of the house, and it glanced at the stupid big, suddenly 嘶嘶Asked: "What did you expose your identity so early? You must believe that we are."

Its appearance has changed.

Although the old fallen seed is still the same as the one just now, it looks like a black and wrinkled leather bag; but it is the image of an old man who has a hard-working, single-handed child. I don’t know when it has collapsed. At this time, the layers of the dead skin that hang down from it are exposed, revealing half-double reptile-like eyes, always quietly looking at people in the shadows.

"I don't care," stupid big - no, it should be called a disgrace, a grin: "I am the only true God anyway, people should know my identity. You are the true **** warrior, you have to Listen to me, go, take them down."

"You can't go?" The old man stood up and stood up, his body wrinkled and his face was twisted into a tube like a towel. From the black hole in the tube, it spit out the rancid gas and said: "You are God, you are a god, it is a miracle!"

Lost God did not feel unhappy because of his disrespect, but only stubbornly repeated: "You are the warrior of God! God commands you to go! And you don't kill them first, just grab them, they have a lot of good You will never bring me a tribute."

"Are you stupid x!" The old fallen hate can't jump from the place, it looks like, compared to playing Lin San wine, it wants to fight with God. "If I have played, will I bring this woman back? Also catch - I am with her, who is who!"

Desperate to raise a pair of eyes - even now the eye is narrow enough to get on, his eyes are far greater than the black eye: "This is a god!"

These words seem to have hit the painful foot of the old cockroaches at once. It gloomy and glanced at the gods, and slowly took two steps toward Lin Sanjiu.

Lin San wine looks at it with his arms. For her, killing this old fallen seed is no more than taking a worm to kill a bug. It is a matter of finding a brick. She even puts up the [tornado whip].

"You also saw it," with the rot, the old squatting stopped in a few steps, and whispered to the dumb and dumb. "In fact, I am not willing to be an enemy to you at all. I am willing to lie with you, but this is what he forced me."

"Forcing you to do it?" Lin Sanjiu laughed. "Why don't you run?"

"You don't understand," the old cockroach was a little annoyed, and immediately tried to squeeze a smile at her, the black and wrinkled face, and suddenly twisted a shape called scalp: "...the fall of the world Kind, you must serve God to live. So no matter what God, you have to rely on a god, or you will die soon."

Jishan Qinghu snorted.

"Really, different worlds, the way in which the fallen species survived is different - you should be clear about this." The old fallen is like a show of its kindness, bending up the reptile-like eyes: "If you make an inappropriate analogy, the fallen seed is like working for God. If you don't work without God, we will starve to death, but God has lost us, but it does not affect life."

"Since you know this, don't you get started?" It just finished, and immediately shouted aloud.

Several people ignored him.

"What do you want?" Lin Sanjiu asked slowly.

"I can't beat you, and I don't want to fight," the old man sighed and suffocated, and the air was filled with rancidity: "... Otherwise you will discuss it with the gods, and stay and work for him for a few days."

Lin Sanjiu just wants to laugh.

"A few days can't be done," said God, thinking for a while, seriously adding, "At the very least, I have to engrave a hundred gods, and I have to pay for it. If the food is gone, let me kill. Your business."

"You **** a few words can't do it?" The old man fell agrily and grinned, and his skin swayed: "Kill you to kill!"

Lin Sanjiu lost his patience and continued to patience with them. She glanced at the old scorpion in disgust, and when she was trying to get it, she only listened to God and suddenly muttered, "I am coming to me" - with a scream of the package, she was busy and found God didn't know when it was already in front of him. He lifted the hard bread high and hit the two men.

She was furious at the same time, but she was not afraid. She pulled the gift bag and shook her body. When she reached out, she would call out the [tornado whip]; however, the card did not appear in her hand.

Not only that, but her action actually stunned, as if the control of the muscles suddenly became inflexible - a thought flashed from the mind, Lin San wine changed his face, staring at the old fallen Kind.

It screamed and screamed, and it smelled like a long stinky skin.

"Cheat you," it said stickyly. "My ability is not fast."

The ear listening package also called "Be careful!", Lin Sanqu immediately rushed to the side; the body suddenly stagnated a lot, when she fell to the ground, the heart suddenly seemed to understand everything.

From the very beginning, from the moment the old squatting turned and ran, this is the layer after layer that it sets. Every time it talks, it will be mixed, and it will be mixed. On the last pile; in addition to gaining temporary trust, I am afraid to be able to make a fuss when not speaking.

"...Hey, I have to squirt a lot to be able to paralyze all your evolutionary abilities, even physical evolution." The old sly smiles and takes a step back, letting the shadow of the gods move up. Cage the two people on the ground. "I have been with you for a while and I have been watching for a while. I can see it. Is your ability to card the items?"

It pointed to Lin Sanjiu and the meat was swaying.

"And, you have developed a habit, no matter what special items, you are used to carding it and collecting it..." It slowly loosened the skin on the face and pulled the hole long. Laughed: "You can't do anything... Although this **** is useless, it is not something you can resist now."

Losing God is a bit impatient: "Are you finished?"

"When I talk, what are you stupid to do?" It seems that the old man is falling and losing, but he really does not look good to each other: "You are going to hurry!"

"You can rest assured," and he was not angry. He turned his head and said to the two people: "I will not kill you for the time being. After all, you still have to sculpt the gods and have to give me a good meal. But you will eventually become It’s only a matter of letting go, so you have to let it kill. Why can’t you just fall into the seeds because...”

When he spoke, Lin Sanjiu and Ji Shanqing looked at each other and looked a little funny. They just sat up from the ground and rolled up their legs.

The old man fell a blind eye, realized that it was not good, and quickly interrupted the loss of God: "Quick hands! Don't talk nonsense!"

The gift pack gently sighed something.

"Hey?" The gods sucked his nose and saw that he didn't answer, didn't ask; he took a half step back, as if he needed to run, he quickly rushed up -

In the next second, the body of God lost and slammed. It seems to have been caught by an invisible force. The **** of death was suddenly thrown out far away, and rumblingly collapsed several rooms. Lin Sanshao patted the soil and stood up.

"You are very sly and wise," she boasted about the old man. "If you change someone, I am afraid that you really got your move today."

The old fallen and smugly opened his face and even forgot the jet.

Lin Sanji smiled at it.

"I have a collar," she said pityly. "It can't be carded."

This sentence has become the last sentence heard by the old and fallen. When the opposite woman glanced at it and her lips moved, the old-fashioned vision was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

When it blasted into a mass in the air, the **** of flying out of the scorpion sat in the ruins and made a long cry: "That is my only warrior!"

(You can see the reader's comments when you update the starting point. You are on the holy. The young minister keeps asking for leave.)