Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 896 Guild Wars in Tianyuan 14

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come down! The three people fell from the air to the ground under a thousand feet at a very high speed!

The wind resistance of Paramitis was significantly lower than the other two, and soon caught up with the werewolf and the old professor.

The floating island where they are located is very high from the ground and wants to fall to the ground. It is estimated that there is a good distance. Bediville looked at him desperately and thought that it was the last scene he saw in his life!

After a few tens of seconds, they will land and fall into the meat!

Hey! The big cat caught up with Bediville and grabbed the werewolf's waist in one hand.

Oh! Paramigis's other hand also held Professor Paul's arm.

"It's all stable!" Paramitis shouted, although in the process of the rapid fall, no one could hear it.

啪滋! The leopard warrior once again changed the "wings" made up of sky blue crystals.

No, it is wings, it is too small. Just a backpack and the like.

"Oh--" Paramitis sighed hard, and more golden spangled crystals emerged from him. They were emitting glare, and it was estimated to be discharging.

The light stone crystal backpack also began to emit dazzling water blue light. The speed at which the three fell was gradually slower and seemed to be offset by the anti-gravity generated by the boulder.

"Good, good!" Biddyville shouted with a cold sweat: "Keep it up, Paramitis! I can see the ground!"

They are about a thousand feet from the ground. According to this momentum, it should be able to land on the ground smoothly and not fall to death?

"Don't talk to me!" Paramitis's face rose red: "You are so heavy! - I am exhausted -"

The light of his whole body is strong and weak, just like the power is running out. The werewolf remembered that Paramitis and the Dark Spirit had already consumed huge amounts of electricity during the decisive battle, and they have not been added since then!

"No!" Paramitis exhausted the power, and the light stone on his back immediately lost its light, and it was no longer an anti-gravity.

"Wow, ah, ah!" Three people screamed and fell to the ground!

bump! - A bang in the past, Bedyville's whole body crashed into the rocky ground, feeling that he was falling apart. But he climbed miraculously, and although there was severe pain in the whole body, there was no particularly significant damage.

"Everyone is okay?" The werewolf turned to look for the traces of Paramitis and Professor Paul.

"It hurts so much."

"Hey! Huh er er er er!" The situation of Paramitis is worse. The big cat is half-length in the mud, only revealing the lower body. He only wore a pair of crotch, and the scene where his buttocks twisted and twisted was simply impossible to look directly at.

"Can you please pull him out, Professor?" The werewolf sighed.

"No." Professor Paul looked at Paramidis's twisted cat's buttocks and showed a sluggish look: "Let him plant there, maybe a cat tree will grow."

"You!" Paramitis finally struggled to climb out. His dust was so dirty that it was hard to imagine: "It's too much!"

Professor Bedieville and Paul made a sneer.

"What should I do now?" Professor Paul looked up at the sky: "The group of Pygmies should not be chasing it again?"

"They dare to chase it and try it? Hey, look at Laozi not killing them!" The drunk cat waved a long gun demonstration.

"In short, let's talk to Ayle first." Bettiville sniffed the smell around him.

Fortunately, their landing place is not too far apart from the place where they went to the floating island. It is not difficult to trace the footprints and find the way back to the camp with the sensitive sense of the orcs.

When they returned to the camp, they were more powerful, and Paramy had an artifact in hand, even if he was besieged by the Pygmies.

"Go here." The wolf who thought about it pointed out the way: "I hope that Ayre did not have trouble."

"Do you really think so?" Paramitis did not take a few steps, and he felt a hint of **** smell from the wind.

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"Are they also suffering from the Pygmies?" The werewolf then stepped up.

"Not necessarily, the creatures on the plateau, oh, not just the Bergemis." Palamidis swayed, but he worried that the sons in the camp would still be drunk. Running.

They ran for about a kilometer and were able to see the bonfire on the camp and the body of a lot of Warcraft.

"Sure enough, did the battle take place?" Biddeville continued to run toward the camp. He hurriedly glanced at the bodies of the thunder lizards: "Well, the big-shaped Warcraft, Ay, they even won?"

They were just approaching, and Albert, who was standing outside the camp, waved his hand at the werewolf and cried, "Hey, Brady! What did you do, and it took a whole night?"

"Hey, you don't want to know." When the werewolf approached, he showed helplessness.

The tiger squinted at the werewolves. Followed by Bediville, there was only one crotch, the paralyzed Paramitis, and then a Caucasian class, dressed more wild, like a wild man.

"Wow--" I saw the werewolf soaked and filled with alcohol, and Albert had a very bad association: "You have a good time tonight. I didn't expect that your nightlife was full." Philosophy -"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Biddeville couldn't help but laugh. He went to the camp and rummaged through the available clothes. Chanel couldn't help but hate his face as he approached.

"Palami, Professor!" He threw two parachute cloths to the two of his peers.

"Wait, Dad -" Didn't wait for the big cat to put on the clothes, Segrad saw Paramitis drunk and dirty, and immediately stopped: "You come with me, go to the river first Wash it and say it."

"The trouble is dead, hey, that's not very good." The big cat wrapped the parachute cloth around his waist, barely covering the lower body.

"If you want to come with me, come with me--" Slaged helplessly, pulling his drunken father to the river. In the end, who is the father and who is the son, this situation is a bit confusing.

"I didn't expect to have a lady here, rude." Professor Paul also quickly dressed around the clothes and saluted Chanel on the side: "The monk is Professor John Paul of the University of London's Folklore School in Pantoraken. The monks in order to observe the local From the culture of the indigenous inhabitants, I realized your friends by chance, so I came here. I have been offended, please forgive me."

(This guy is actually talking in front of a woman.)

"I understand." Elf girl Chanel also nodded. "It turned out to be a university professor. It’s really hard for you to come to this wild land. You are not responsible for the study, it will not be the Pygmies?"

"Exactly." Professor Paul and Chanel began to talk.

On the side of Bedieville, he stared at a stranger in front of the campfire.

"Soral?" The werewolf looked at it for a long time before he whispered in confusion. He thought that he was drunk and there was an illusion in front of him.

"Hey, I met again, my friend." The swordsman Solar had long wanted to come over and talk, but he had not waited for the opportunity to see the werewolf take the initiative to talk to him. Then he nodded to Bedieville: "You are safe. Come back, it’s great."

Betdiville spent another half second to make sure that this Solar was not the illusion in his mind. After the hair was finished, the wolf talents said: "What [very good]? Why are you in this place?"

"Oh, let's talk about our great hero." Albert got together and explained to Bettyville. Of course, it was a sarcasm with salt and vinegar: "Thanks to this great hero, we are not lizards." The army ate it! The hero also sacrificed his own ship and killed hundreds of Warcraft to help us solve the problem! He said that he has been looking for a duel, seeing your team being besieged by monsters. Help out! You said how great he is!"

The werewolf glared at Albert and felt embarrassed about the uncultivated tiger.

But Solar is not angry, just smiles with tolerance: "Although the facts have been described as exaggerated, it is basically like that, hahahahaha."

"So you saved Ayr?" Biddyville looked at the bodies of the thunder lizards outside the camp. They were about three or forty, and each one was more than thirty feet long. He couldn’t help but admire: "They were defeated." So many big-faced Warcraft, good skills."

"Cough! He defeated most of it, yes." Albert snorted, saying that he himself also killed a lot of thunder lizards. The credit was not alone.

"You have done a good job too, Ayr." The werewolf gave the tiger a white look and perfunctored: "Hey, you stood up for a night's post, don't you feel tired? Go to rest, here I will be a substitute."

"嗷" Tiger knows that he is perfunctory, and his face is obviously dissatisfied: "Well, I am going to sleep. Don't wake me up, hey!"

The werewolf smiled and watched the tiger leave, only to lengthen his face to Solar: "So, you are - I - come, Mr. Solar?"

The Swordsman took a moment to consider it and said: "As far as the results are concerned, yes."

"Why? Our fight on the deck of the battleship made you hate?" The werewolf frowned. Before that, his life had nothing to do with the swordsman. The only chance to meet was the original test for the bracelet. Small disputes.

It was just a trivial matter. According to the truth, the werewolf should not be hated by the swordsman, or stared at it?

"You will feel very strange, my friend." Solar said in a low voice: "But you should be very clear, we are actually the same people. Just because we are so similar, I am interested in you. I I look forward to a real contest with you - no limit, no limit, and a fight."

After listening to this sentence, Bedyville's back swelled. This guy in Solar is definitely a dangerous person, he may be a madman, and he has indeed been eyeing Bediville.