Chapter 290

Before Jian Derun's voice fell, those magic plants were rolled up high like a rising tide, and they were about to fall heavily.

Even without the chance of escaping, everyone already felt the evil spirit from Mo Zhi.

At this moment, death was so close to them, as if their lives would be harvested by these magic plants in the next second.

Many fighters actually felt the disparity in the strength of being crushed.

They were as small as the gravel on the seashore, and they could only wait helplessly for the waves of Mozhi to hit them hard, smashing them to pieces.

Yun Hao frowned and moved his fingertips slightly.

Suddenly, a black shadow shot out from the waves of Mozhi, and then hovered between the waves and the warriors, with his mouth opened, a silent air wave came out, and circles of circles could be seen in the mid-air Ripples in the air slammed into the magic plant waves.

A huge hole was punched out in the middle of Mozhi's waves, and then, as if he had encountered something terrible, he swiped and retreated faster than when he came.

With a puff, the female warrior fell to her knees directly on the ground with limp legs.

scared her to death.

Jinhuang's young warrior came to his senses, and the first thing he did was to rush to the female warrior angrily: "What exactly do you want?"

The female warrior who was still in shock couldn't react at all, she stared blankly at the young warrior, and muttered: "I..."

"Are you trying to kill us before it's over?" The young warrior was really going crazy.

When she was in Jinhuang, she was such a motivated and capable fighter. How did she become like this when she got here?
"Who are you talking to?" The female warrior was furious at being scolded by the young warrior. What kind of thing is he, dare to talk to her like that?
"I'm just going there for a walk. Is Mozhi going crazy suddenly also blame me?" The female warrior was so angry that her hands and feet were numb, "Which side are you standing on?"

"Whether it's you, you know for yourself." The young warrior was already completely disappointed with the female warrior.

Since meeting Yun Hao, she has completely lost her mind.

The female fighter was confused, and she dodged anxiously to the left and right. Suddenly, she saw a smear of brown on the ground in front of her, her eyes lit up, she stretched out her hand and pointed at it immediately: "Look, it's that one!"

The young warrior turned his head suspiciously, and after seeing clearly what was in the open space, his expression...was really wonderful.

"It's that mouse, it caused it!" The accusation of the female warrior caused the people around her to have only one expression - dull, and there was only one message conveyed in their eyes - she must be sick.

Before everyone could react, the brown plush jumped up in a ball, and the little claws directly slapped the female warrior's face, slapping her to the ground.

"You are the mouse! Your whole family is a mouse!" The brown ball jumped fiercely on the body of the female warrior, cursing non-stop.

Scolding, scolding?

Everyone stared at the little brown hair ball in astonishment... Is there something wrong with their ears, why a... well, why a squirrel can speak human language?
The little hairball finally had enough fighting, and when he raised his head, his small black eyes stared at the dull crowd, and snorted arrogantly: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a level [-] monster?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, they really hadn't seen it before.

Warcraft is also divided into levels?
In their country, there are only low-level, middle-level and high-level monsters. Eighth-level monsters... What is this?
Xiao Maotuan tilted his head, and suddenly realized: "You are not warriors, no wonder you don't know."

(End of this chapter)

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