mirage master

Brother Heiwen was still sitting on the ground motionless, and Yang Qing was also unconscious. All the monsters in the animal farm were only staring at me viciously. Could it be that monsters just pretend to be dead just like bears?

Suddenly a monster soared into the air and rushed towards my face. Sharp claws grew out of its dark green hands. I stared at its direction intently, stepped back abruptly, and avoided its attack. Attack, and immediately hold the thin knife and stab the neck of the monster in front. The monster jumped up and immediately jumped behind me. With a wave of its sharp claws, three wounds with deep visible bones appeared on my back .

The pain caused me to fall to the ground in an instant, with blood flowing from my back. These monsters are really difficult to deal with. I don’t know how the people in the underground beast farm found these monsters. I fell to the ground and looked at the monsters that injured me. Step by step approaching me, I moved my fat body towards the little brother Heiwen little by little, hoping that he could save me.

The little brother Heiwen stared blankly at the grass, as if he was thinking about something, I managed to move to his side, patted him hastily and said: "This...brother, this is not the time to be in a daze! Help! !” After I finished speaking, I coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

Brother Heiwen came back to his senses, glanced at me and said, "Why are you so weak, why did you come here?" He stood up from the ground, and took the black gold knife from my hand by the way: "Look, this A knife is not for self-defense, but for killing the enemy."

Holding a thin knife, Heiwen rushed into the group of monsters and killed them quickly. The figure was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye. After a while, the whole field was dyed bright red, and all the monsters were scattered around with their limbs separated. Wen returned to me without blushing, and returned the black gold thin knife to me, saying: "This is not your knife, is it suitable for you to use, or it is more suitable for me to use."

I smiled weakly at him and said, "It's not mine, it's Yang Qing's."

Heiwen put away his smile and snorted coldly, "Oh!"

The moment Heiwen made a move, the cheers on the viewing platform didn't stop. I saw their crazily admiring appearance, and found it unreasonable. If there was no material transaction, I wouldn't believe that they were so excited if I was killed. It was because of a fight.

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Too sleepy..