I really don't want to be lucky

Chapter 77.

This is a great insult to a girl.

But Yu Changshou actually stepped forward and suggested:
"That's a good idea. Anyway, they are all bones and scum, and they can't take advantage of you."

"It's even said that you are heavier than them. From a certain point of view, you are the one who earned it."

Wu Yingying stopped crying at that time, and stared at Yu Changshou in disbelief with a pair of bull's eyes, wondering how this handsome man could speak so evilly.

"Sorry, he's out of his mind."

You Xiaowu hurried up to drag Yu Changshou away, and apologized by the way.

"Is there any way for you to go down? Can you take me with you?"

Wu Yingying wiped her moist eyes, then wrapped herself around You Xiaowu and the others again.

"Yes, but you have to ask her."

You Xiaowu pointed to Hua Mengmeng who was pulling his braid.

She was going to imitate Rapunzel and let You Xiaowu and the two of them pull her long hair and climb down.

And she herself has the "simulation" skill, so she can just turn into a kite and float down.

At this time, most of the supernatural creatures had already turned into their original forms. You Xiaowu discovered that besides him and Hua Mengmeng in human form, there were actually two wealthy children in extraordinary clothes.

The two rich boys looked arrogant, and they didn't talk much to the people around them, they just took out the most advanced paragliders and jumped off the cliff.

But only two screams and two thuds sounded in the air.

The son of a rich family who had no supernatural powers was thrown to his death.

But the lowest-level frogmen erupted a large number of frog eggs to pave the ground when they were about to fall to the ground.

Even though it fell and broke a bone, its life was safe.

Hua Mengmeng looked around the corpse like a famous detective:

"It's strange that ordinary people with complete equipment die, but even the lowest-level supernatural beings will not die even if they pay a heavy price."

There were screams and corpses one after another.

It turns out that just living is something that requires a lot of effort.

Wu Yingying, who finally reached a secret agreement with Wang Yi, also landed smoothly.

Shu Wuji, a skinny old man with a gloomy face, glanced at everyone with eagle eyes, and everyone who was seen felt cold all over their bodies.

"Only people with supernatural powers can jump off the cliff without incident. This may also be a protective measure taken by Wanjia Hotel."

Even with all the preparations, there are still many corpses of supernatural beings piled up under the cliff.

The two greedy rice cookers swallowed several corpses directly, not only digesting the energy of the flesh, but also collecting the magic weapons left by the corpses.

As soon as the rice cooker's "cooking" button lights up, the high temperature rejects all living things around.

Even if it jumps to the "keep warm" button, the lethality is reduced, but the huge mountain-like body is still daunting.

They gathered together, and the keys kept bouncing and falling, playing a dissonant tune.

The other supernatural creatures who touched the corpse didn't dare to offend the rice cooker, so they tried to go to the corner to see if they could get some benefits, but soon this kind of sneaking behavior was also banned.

The Leng soldiers with live ammunition quickly rushed out from the side of the forest, aiming their hot weapons at the supernatural beings present.

"Hands up, don't move!"

"No leaks here!"

"The rice cooker is talking about you!"

The rice cooker man was proud of his high defense power, and was still wandering around swaggeringly, but the gunshots immediately punched them with bullet holes all over their bodies.

The lid of the rice cooker kept opening and closing, making a "bang bang" sound, as if very angry.

But two huge accumulators were suddenly laid out.

A Leng soldier connected the rice cooker to the battery with his own life, and immediately the rice cooker was drained of power and lay on the ground.

Leng took advantage of the situation and went one step further, pouring a specific liquid on the rice cooker. After a while, sparks flew out of the rice cooker, and black smoke twitched.

Abandoned!

so fast?

This was the first thought of those present.

Then they looked at each other, and they all chose to run to the grass to escape.

Soldiers from the Leng family tried to stop them, but the supernatural beings were very united at this time and blasted towards the blockers with all kinds of skills.

Finally, because some Leng soldiers died, the higher-ups also issued an order to stop them from chasing people:

"Let them go, the Daming Golden Palace always needs someone to go in and clean it first."

According to statistics, five Leng soldiers were killed or injured this time.

A middle-aged man in a black robe walked out of Leng's army.

There are strange patterns of witchcraft painted on his face, his eyes are crooked and he mutters words, he looks like a person with abnormal nerves.

"Also ask the master to use magic to save our personnel."

The person in charge of Leng's garrison sincerely bowed his hand.

The man in black raised his mahogany sword slightly, as if about to start some kind of spellcasting.

Leng Zideng has always heard that there is a wizard here who can transfer the soul of the dead, but he did not expect to see it so soon.

The wizard danced his sword madly, and chanted prayers that no one could understand.

Most people don't appreciate it, and may feel more like convulsions.

As the black-robed wizard moved more and more, a puff of white air suddenly rose from the corpses of the five dead Leng soldiers, and the white air writhed in the air like a reckless little snake.

The wizard controlled five strands of white energy in the air with one hand, and pulled off a bamboo tube from his waist with the other hand.

He opened the stopper, and five small spiders with shiny black carapaces in the bamboo tube obediently crawled onto his arms.

"The soul is coming, wake up, death can't stop you from continuing to fight as Leng's army."

"Go, use the last residual heat."

Five puffs of white air condensed in the air into the appearance of a dead soldier of the Leng family.

Their expressions were unwilling and distorted, but they were finally blown towards the black shell spider by the wind.

The spiders trembled violently, it was the rejection reaction of the fusion of body and will.

But fortunately, after a while, patterns of white lines began to appear on their black shells, and the white lines finally twisted into abstract human faces.

"Thank you wizard for your help."

The head of the Leng's garrison thanked him excitedly, and five little spiders climbed onto his arm at the signal of the black-robed wizard.

"It's up to you, Xu Yong, to eliminate the remaining scum, and the rest will fall into a deep sleep."

One of the largest spiders nodded, and quickly crawled into the battlefield. After harvesting the heads with venom, it also died of exhaustion.

The other four spiders got into the jacket pocket of the person in charge of the garrison army.

They have entered a dormant state, but once they are needed to fight, they will become the sharpest and most concealed daggers to penetrate the enemy's heart.

After the black-robed wizard finished his task, he didn't greet anyone, but went back to the camp with a stooped body.

It is obvious that the appearance is only 50 years old, but the walking is old and weak, but it looks like an old man of 70 years old.

Leng Zideng looked at the wizard's back with admiration in his eyes.

Sure enough, Leng Shi still has a lot of high-level talents and secret techniques, but he can't get in touch now because of his low status.

Once he is in high position...

those secrets...

Those he wants to save may come alive.

"This wizard originally lived in the mountains. Although he practiced the soul control method well, it also damaged the foundation of his body."

"Now he is cooperating with us, Leng's, to recover the souls of dead soldiers for us. We also provide him with a certain amount of high-grade medicinal materials for him to conduct experiments and restore his body."

The head of the garrison army and Leng Zideng walked side by side and talked.

(End of this chapter)