The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1221 is concerned

The flames are rolling and burning.

The overwhelming worms are quickly scorched and turned into fly ash.

The devil's inflammation has gone to the warehouse.

boom!

The next moment, the singer's ‘Dor’ was swallowed up by the flames, the flames burning, and the figures mourning.

In the shadow not far away, another Kurdot appeared.

The same as the one swallowed by the flames.

In front of the warehouse, Kurt Rotter was also dressed in a ragged, pustule.

He looked at the burning flames, and the snarl of the corners of his mouth appeared, even if the chest was pierced, such sarcasm did not disappear.

"Use the minions."

"It's really the same as in the description record!"

Looking at the chest pierced by Qin Ran's palm, Kurt Roth sighed softly. Then, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "I don't know if you know about the Sensen faction?"

"If not, I suggest you check it out."

"of course!"

"I am afraid you have no chance!"

In the voice of the voice, the figure of the warehouse is slowly disappearing, as if the sand paintings have passed away, and the palm of the chest that passes through the chest of Zurroth disappears. Moreover, the disappearing part is still spreading from Qinran's wrist to the body, just like the fierce piranhas in the lake.

However, compared with the ferocious piranhas, the invisible force in front of the eyes did not leave the bones of ‘food’.

They are raging.

They are crazy.

They are hysterical.

But at the edge of the forest in the distance, through the eyes of the insects, I saw the smile of the warehouse.

Zall Roth is very satisfied.

When he first cultivated these 'locusts', he was doing this crazy effect.

The food of the curse is used for food on weekdays.

‘Aphid’ enjoys the fullness of the curse and enjoys the curse of the curse. Once the ‘fresh and delicious’ food is encountered, the result can be imagined.

They will swallow insanely.

Even if you are killed, you will not hesitate.

It is better to die than to starve to death.

Not to mention those who were tortured to death by the power of cursing.

“The Yusen School has never been good at confronting the enemy.”

"But any genre is not willing to fight the prepared genre."

"because……"

"That will make them die without a place to die."

Kurt Roth said slowly.

Then, prepare to turn and leave.

But at the moment he turned, the shape of Kurt Roth was a stiff.

He saw a person.

A man in a light blue robes, barefooted blue hair, with a gaze of water but no color.

When I saw this man, people would think of a word subconsciously: gentle as water.

The other side stood there, as if it were a slow flowing stream, flowing from high to low.

Only the stream will pass through the gravel, and the faint water will bloom, while the other party is calm and flowing, just like the eyes that can't see things.

"How are you here?!"

In the exclamation, Kurdrow’s face with a pustule was constantly twitching.

Frightened, panicked emotions, after seeing the blind man in front of the eyes, they constantly appeared in the heart of the warehouse, and for the appearance of the people in front of the eyes, the warehouse is not a little bit ready.

As Kurt Roth said, the Yosemite genre has never been good at confronting the enemy. They need time and terrain to arrange all the offensive means.

But some genres are the opposite.

Those genres are best at facing the enemy.

For example: the dragons and tigers that have disappeared in history.

And what exists?

The wolf is half a game.

Why is it half?

Because the last wolf-white wolf lost to the frontal battle...

White!

猿派,白猿.

The person in front of me, of course, will not be the one who is in the wrong place.

If it was that one, Kurt Roth had no more rebellious heart.

But this does not mean that the people in front of you are better to deal with.

No one in the world would think that the leeches would be good.

Even the ‘幽’ and ‘Sen’ of the Yusen genre appear here, and they will be enemies, not to mention the Kurdot, who has just used the biggest card.

He is just the ‘Dor’ of the sect.

It is still a level of ‘Your’ from the ‘幽’’

Zall Roth quickly adjusted his breathing and emotions. His yellow, muddy eyes couldn't stop spinning, and then the words in his mouth came out again and again.

"Hello, you are looking for a white wolf?"

"He is in the jungle."

"I have some misunderstandings with him, so I have to prepare in advance."

"And I have no misunderstanding with you."

“I am also happy to give you the help.”

“Do you need me to lead you?”

With an obvious respect, Cullo Rot slowly retreated, and as far as possible, opened the distance with the otter in front of him. When his words fell, he opened a dozen meters and looked at it without saying a word. The otter, the horror of the heart of the warehouse, is more and more frightened.

Even if the two sides are more than ten meters away.

But Zall Roth is clear that the other side wants to kill him, and it will not be more laborious than before.

"Damn! Bastard!"

"Why would he appear here!"

"Is the sect of the sect also involved?"

"Who is the person responsible for the intelligence? I have to pull his skin!"

"hateful!"

The arrogant Kurdrow in the bottom of my heart, on the surface, is more and more respectful.

Even the upright back is slightly bent.

"Oh, Lord, I..."

"enough."

The faint words are filled with coldness.

It's hard to imagine a man with a water like a mouth that would be frozen into the bones like a cold ice.

The voice of the otter expresses his own disgust.

The kind of disgust in the words, so that Kurt Roth immediately chose to shut up.

In fact, Kurt Roth also had to shut up.

A sudden flame, so wrapped in the warehouse, the singular genre 'Dor' even did not scream, even the worms hidden in the body were burned to fly ash .

When it was dead, Kurt Roth didn't react to what happened.

Qin Ran, who should have been swallowed up by the Locust, stepped out from the shadow of one side and looked at the otter with his gaze.

Similarly, the otter is also watching Qin Ran.

After a while, the otter opened.

"When is the arrogant white wolf and a group of toucans mixed together."

As before, it is cold and harsh.

The appearance of the devil's inflammation obviously made this water raft misunderstood something.

For such misunderstandings, Qin Ran can not explain.

He looked at each other and asked in a cold and arrogant tone than the other party: "When do I need to explain things to the sect?"

"Sure enough, it is a white wolf."

"I just had some doubts."

"But now I confirm that you are a white wolf, after all... your tone is exactly the same as your failed teacher!"

The otter suddenly chuckled. He looked at the black figure in front of him with a watery look. The voice continued to ask if he didn't change his face. "So you must know what the consequences of the battle with the sects will be?"

A light blue blisters of watermelon size began to appear rapidly around the otter.

There are as many as ten!

These blisters, which are obviously different from ordinary water, move like a planet around the sun.

But Qin Ran did not look at each other.

His eyes are looking...

Lerdely direction!

There, in the vision of the original sin, he saw something that made him more concerned.

(End of this chapter)