The Domestic Hero

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Almost at the same time, a bright moon hangs high in the remote and dry desert.

Earlier, Wang Yan and the corpse of Miao Yi were destroyed together, and later they were planted by the curse of the Dongying League players, and they came out of the ruins one after another.

They were silent one by one, and some of them looked dull, staring at the night sky when they came out, and kept silent for a long time.

Others sat lonely in the corner, covering their faces with both hands, and wept bitterly.

It seems that under the influence of the old king, the corpse Miao Yi can clearly see the cunning nature of the new human beings. The curses given to these people are estimated to have turned out new tricks. Each one of them is cursed.

At this time, even several A-level leaders were pale and lost their souls. It seemed that if this vicious curse happened, it would cause them more pain than letting them die.

"Dididi!" Reminds the watch to have the latest reminder.

Several A-level leaders raised their wrists, glanced at them, and scolded them almost at the same time, "Damn the child of flames! Damn big team!"

"What should I do now? I can't see the points, I will be eliminated if I don't pay attention."

"What should we do? If we were all eliminated because of the encirclement and suppression of the Son of Fire, it would be a shame!"

Several A-level leaders present at each other glanced at each other. Finally, Dong Ying's ruthless Hongyin monk made a proposal, how could it be better than being eliminated, it is better to start with members of his own organization!

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Before Dongying Alliance and others left the ruins, Sun Youmiao and Zhang Weidao had left the ruins without stopping.

Relying on Sun Youmiao's powerful tree spirit guards, the three of them are hiding in the desert, looking for the Pharaoh while swiping points in a low-key manner.

As for the two banshees, they also left early. At the end of the qualifiers, not only they, but all the contestants have made great efforts to prepare for the final sprint.

The means of use are varied and omnipresent.

For example, at the same time, the other end of the boundless sand sea.

A brutal man from South America, a young girl with short hair and a weak, fell to the ground, approached with a smile, just about to reach out a big hand, the watch in the hand came the prompt of the latest decision of the big team.

"What? Mother, do you want anyone to live in this game?" Dahan yelled in his throat, but despite the hard work these days, it is definitely an excellent compensation to get this lovely girl in front of me.

Even if there is a drone surveillance, it is always possible to take advantage of it and rub it a few times.

"Hey, little sister, how dangerous is it for you to take part in the competition alone, or follow me later, your uncle can be great." Dahan grinned and concentrated on his face, lying on the poor **** the ground.

The girl's fragrant shoulders were half exposed, her legs were long and slender, and her skirt appeared weak and boneless.

The big man smiled even more. Such a lovely girl couldn't let her go.

He approached step by step, and at that moment, there was a silent ripple in the air behind him.

Suddenly, a sharp hand knife, as if appearing out of thin air, fell on his back neck at once.

Without a hum, the big man collapsed to the ground.

The invisible air shook again. A face of West Asia, wearing a tight night suit, a lean man with a very sly smile, appeared out of nowhere behind the fainted big man.

If there is a player who has participated in the Maya women's gambling nearby, you can recognize him at a glance. He was the salt pig assassin who was stealing the female power at that time.

However, his origins are not small.

He himself is a power awakener who can change the optical refraction, and at the same time he is the heir of the Tianshan old man. So far he has practiced alone. This time he joined the casual repair team to participate in this youth competition.

"Mu Mujiang, is there any injury?" The salt pig hand assassin stepped forward to support the girl in the end, just his concerned smile, how to see how insignificant, holding the girl's hand on the shoulder, and took the opportunity to rub.

This young girl named Mu Mujiang, formerly known as Suzuki Haru, is a male player from Dongying, with a C-level strength and looks very second-dimensional.

Of course, his appearance is slightly different from that of ordinary men. Usually people will call this kind of male a pseudo-mother, and the voice of the speech is also called a pseudo-tone.

After being lifted up, Suzuki Hara clapped cheerfully and shouted, "I'm fine, Brother Willie Hassan, we made a lot of money again, great!"

"Hum, but it's just some small fish, let your brother take you to promote smoothly." Assassin Willie raised his head proudly, then the surrounding light refracted, and his figure disappeared again. "You go to the next place, Time is running out, we continue to score. "

"Okay!" Father Suzuki replied arrogantly, holding up the skirt with both hands, running to the distance again, and continuing to act as a bait for their fishing.

It was only in the eyes of outsiders that Suzuki Haru flashed a hint of cunning.

At the same time, a voice full of masculinity sounded in her heart, hahaha, stupid uncle assassin, so stupidly took Master Ben all the way to advance!

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Compared to the sad story that happened to Assassin Willy, what happened elsewhere is more serious.

The desert at night is cold and cold, and the cold moonlight falls on the ruins of a broken old city.

The dilapidated walls that have been eroded by the wind and sand appear desolate and lonely in the vast desert.

In the shadow of a truncated wall, a woman with short voluptuous hair wearing a black tight leather jacket leaned against the wall.

The black breath around her made her seem to melt into the shadows around her. A poisonous needle like a scorpion tail swayed gently behind her, revealing a strong sense of danger.

If Wang Yan is near here, the people hidden here can be recognized at a glance, it is the famous night witch of the National African Bureau, Wuya Ange.

In the previous duel with the Queen of Spiders, the two have not yet achieved a victory or defeat, but because of the increasing movement and momentum, they have attracted many abilities organized by other countries.

In order not to be profited by other fishermen, the two women met in the rematch and then left.

At this time, Wuya Ange also received a notice from the competition group, looked at his watch, and snorted coldly: "Even in the qualifiers, I don't plan to lose to you stinky woman."

As she said, her eyes kept tightening, and she looked far into the distance. Two super shield players with high morale were walking towards this ruined wall.

Wuya Ange leaned back slightly, just like diving into the water, gradually melting into the dark shadow behind him.

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Unlike some players who pursue rankings, Huanglian Nanlian, who has always been a high-spirited character, looks much more bland.

After fighting with the long winter hunting **** Berissa Nova, she has walked all the way to the edge of the desert in these five days.

All the contestants encountered on the road, except for the members of the National African Bureau, have become her points.

At this time, she was sitting alone on a weathered mountain rock, with long black hair, simply scattered on her shoulders, above the night sky, the moonlight as clear as water, set her beautiful face, set off more beautiful and fair, let her see It seemed like a fairy who walked out of Guanghan Palace as cold and noble.

Beside her, a few African lions lay on the ground docilely, like a domestic cat, cuddling her intimately.

This is a unique ability that only the top powers can possess. Top powers like Huangfu Nanlian, in the eyes of these lions, are no different from the king at the top of the biological chain. No matter how fierce the lion can't resist the power of this king, Instinct's surrender is at Nanlian's feet.

The fresh breeze blew away, and Huang Fu's thoughts of Nanlian drifted away.

Usually, even if they are also ice abilities, their abilities and skills are often very different.

But that long winter hunting **** Berissa, not only matched her, but also was very close to her in every aspect, which made her very concerned.

"Perhaps, only by defeating the opponent in the rematch will you get the answer you want."

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At the end of the qualifiers, secretly brewing far more than Huangfu Nanlian alone.

Far in the middle of Sahara, a holy light like a giant sword swept across the vast sea of ​​sand.

Several contestants who fled, immediately issued a scream, was blasted to the ground, and lost their ability to act.

The display of such exaggerated light of judgment is that the magnificent majestic Lulu hovered in midair.

After removing the demons in the Xinxinlian platform, and in a certain way "yin and yang" with Wang Yan, Lulu did feel that his state of mind had been greatly improved, and his control of power was smoother.

Just the thought of being pitted by Lao Wang again, and being taken advantage of by Lao Wang, the points were also brushed back to him, so she didn't get angry in her heart.

And she always has a feeling of inner privacy, peeped by the pharaoh.

"Hate!" Lulu complained, cheeky, "Damn the old king, don't be met by me in the rematch!"

"That's right, the old king is too bad. In the rematch, Angel Ben will help you beat him together!" The little angel Babe waved his fist in excitement.

"Huh, but we can't lose to him in points, we continue to score points!" One person a day, waving his wings, disappeared into the distance again.

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In this endless desert, the Dark Lady Catherine also opened the mode of scoring.

She leaned back on the broad and sturdy shoulders of the sheep-head demon Buff, sweeping away all the contestants she encountered.

She also understands that in the questioning heart lotus platform, she triggered the heart demon she had never dared to touch.

The intense pain made her feel terrified till now.

But thanks to that painful transformation, she was no longer afraid of facing her past, and her mood had changed a lot. It seemed that she felt and controlled her power more smoothly.

Just the thought of the Son of Flame not only took advantage of himself, but also seemed to have some kind of "yin and yang to communicate with Thailand" with himself, especially the painful memories that have been hidden in my heart for a long time.

This complicated feeling was stuck in her heart, and Catherine did not know how to describe it, but she now has a very clear idea, "That is to beat Wang Yan hard!"

"Anyway, he has to be responsible for this matter!"

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