In the heart, the ink became solemn.


    The hole where they are located has traces of being dug, and excluding the possibility of man-made, the only thing left is that it was done by Warcraft.


    In addition, there are more than one Warcraft.


    I''m aware of the claim.


    At this time, a burst of strange sound came, let the ink yuan suddenly brake feet.


    Listen to the news, I''m afraid there are a lot of Warcraft.


    Luo Xiaoman has a bitter smile on his lips. He will come soon.


    Mo yuan low Mou looked at the eye Luo Xiaoman, the magnetic voice revealed a firm, "have me in, don''t be afraid."


    A few simple words, let Luo Xiaoman''s heart also settle down.


    If it is the peak state, she is fearless, but now the state, let alone the hands, she even stand up is a problem.


    Shua!


    Mo yuan looks positive, holding Luo Xiaoman with one hand, and holding Yan prison with his other hand, his eyes twinkle, like a touch of stars cutting through the darkness here.


    At this time, a pair of oil-green eyes, from each channel to show.


    See so many green eyes, Luo Xiaoman''s mind is tight, so many Warcraft, even if it is mo yuan can not cover ah!


    "Hiss!"


    A burst of hissing explosion, a line of slender figure came out.


    They have ugly faces, six legs and body segments. They look like ants, but they are much bigger.


    Luo Xiaoman''s pupil shrinks, can''t help but exclaim: "this is mole cricket, a kind of cave dwelling Warcraft. The strength of a single player is only level two, but if so many of them go together... "


    I''m afraid that the strong one in the period of primipara will lose a layer of skin.


    In addition to their position, there is no shelter. Once these mole crickets swarm, they are like a lonely boat in the sea, which will be overturned by the waves at any time.


    "Kill!" Mo yuan''s eyes congealed, fearless, Yan prison in the hands of a rotation, rippling out a fierce sword, towards these mole crickets swept in the past.


    Suddenly, a mole cricket approaching in front was split in two by the sword awn.


    But, these mole ants are just a Zheng, then madly pounce on.


    Mo yuan frowned, and then held Luo Xiaoman in one hand and a sword in the other hand. He stepped on the elegant step and killed the mole cricket that came.


    He is like a god of killing. His eyes turn and his horse''s tail is swaying behind his head. When a mole cricket comes up, he is split in two by a sword.


    Yan prison, stained with mole cricket''s blood, twinkles with a strange red light, just like a strong man who has been hungry and thirsty for many days. When he meets a spring eye, he is ecstatic.


    Blood spatter, limb scattered, and that touch of red light shining in the dark, here staged a blood war song.


    Luo Xiaoman raised his eyes and looked at the side face of Mo yuan. His eyes twinkled with firm light, which made people trust and feel at ease.


    It seems that he is there, no matter what danger, he is not afraid.


    But she has to find a way out!


    Otherwise, if the consumption goes on like this, even if Mo yuan is invincible again, there is no way to persist.


    Luo Xiaoman took a deep breath to calm down his head.


    She wants to use her mental power to control mole cricket, but she finds that not only her soul is damaged, but also her spiritual power is limited.


    Now she is an ordinary person.


    Luo Xiaoman is dignified. Why is this? What is the origin of the giant Warcraft just now, which can cause such terrible damage to itself?


    In addition to taking things out of the magic ring, she has no way to communicate with Xiaoling.


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