Crying hotly by myself every day [future]

In the early morning, the slightly cool and humid air permeated the village, bringing a burst of coolness.

Many villagers got up early and started their busy day.

However, everyone unanimously relaxed their movements, for fear of waking up the chili king.

Zhao Nange, Tai Tanba and the others got up early, pulled out Huang Mao who was still lying on the bed, Hong Ling leaned against the door, and flirtatiously lifted her bangs, her every move was naturally charming, but she couldn't attract Huang Mao and others at all. gaze.

Although Hongling knew for a long time that her charm would not work for these lieutenants, she still felt a little bit stuck for some reason, and she no longer maintained the so-called image problem, she violently lifted the quilt, and pulled the yellow-haired ears out , "It's early in the morning and you are still sleeping, what a fart to sleep."

The rest of the people had already seen the strangeness, and the yellow hair yelled in pain, "My eldest lady, let go quickly, my ears are going to fall off."

After jumping around for a while, Huang Mao finally sat on the steps with his panda eyes on his face, yawning, "The general used to be the first to arrive, but now it's already this time, why haven't he got up yet?"

Everyone was also very puzzled, but no one dared to knock on the door to wake up the general. They could only chat and fart in boredom, watching the villagers doing physical training. After a while, they found that the movements of these villagers' training seemed simple, but Great for warming up.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Mao and Tai Tanba joined the training of these villagers.

"Everywhere in this village is magical." Zhao Nange sighed softly.

Hong Ling nodded with deep understanding, resting her chin, her eyes were empty, and she didn't know where her thoughts went.

As for Lang San, he was still staring at the sky, extremely focused.

Hong Ling glanced at Lang San and shook her head, "I don't know what Lang San is looking at every day."

Lang San's indifferent and gloomy eyes moved slightly, and then returned to calm again.

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Zhou Baizhe yawned, always feeling that the roots were a little hot, which was completely different from the cold feeling in the past.

I kept groping with my eyes closed, and the places I touched were no longer flower pots and soil, but warm but muscular and elastic skin, which felt very good to the touch.

Zhou Baizhe's figure instantly hardened, his head lifted up like a machine, and he opened his eyes like a tragic hero who died generously, directly facing a pair of dark and deep eyes.

Wordless silence...

Zhou Baizhe's heart skipped a beat. Didn't he sleep in a flower pot? Why did he get onto someone else's chest now, and still entangle him tightly in a sprawling posture.

Seeing Augustin's eyes getting more and more unfriendly, Zhou Baizhe swallowed his saliva, and said bravely, "Aha, good morning."

Augustine raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Look out of the window yourself."

Zhou Baizhe turned his head stiffly, the sun was bright outside the window, and he looked at the clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand was already pointing at nine o'clock.

Zhou Baizhe laughed awkwardly, "It turned out to be past nine o'clock."

Augustine narrowed his eyes, "That hasn't come off of me yet."

Zhou Baizhe lowered his head, and then he noticed that all the branches and leaves of him were like spider webs, tightly entangled Augustin, and those who didn't know thought it was it that tied Augustin up.

Zhou Baizhe got up with a grunt, and quickly entangled himself with the spider web-like rhizome in two parts.

After finishing all this work, Augustine still looked confused, and Zhou Baizhe asked anxiously, "Well, am I sleepwalking?"

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how he ran from the flowerpot to the opponent's chest, wrapping the opponent tightly like a pervert.

Thinking of what happened last night, Augustine's forehead burst out with veins, and he said with a hint of coldness in his tone, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Baizhe shrank his leaves, and wisely did not bring up this topic again, although he was very curious about what happened last night, which caused Augustin to reveal his fluctuating emotions.

"I'm going out to eat." Zhou Baizhe turned his head, opened the door and rushed out, with the intention of running away, and almost bumped into Huang Mao who was sitting at the door.

"Oh?" Huang Mao waved at the Pepper King, and just about to speak, he saw the Pepper King fleeing like burning his butt, and it was too late to keep him.

"How did you run so fast?" Huang Mao muttered.

Augustin stared at the background of Zhou Baizhe's departure with a complicated expression, it was hard to imagine that this little pepper was so wretched last night.

Zhou Baizhe ran to the village chief's house and said out of breath, "Village chief, have a glass of juice and remember to put ice cubes in it."

The village chief hurriedly asked Zhou Baizhe to sit down, took out the juice that he had prepared early in the morning from the refrigerator, and handed it over. He also thoughtfully brought a basin of water for Zhou Baizhe to wash off the roots.

"Thanks." Zhou Baizhe patted the village head's shoulder familiarly.

Although the village chief already knew that Pepper King was very cheerful, after so long, he still couldn't get used to his familiarity. He was flattered and waved his hands quickly, saying, "It's just a little favor, it's okay."

Although I told the village chief every time that there was no need for such a big reaction, the ancestors were nothing special, they were born thousands of years earlier than the future people.

But every persuasion was ineffective. After a long time, Zhou Baizhe gave up the persuasion and drank the juice quietly.

After everyone had breakfast, they all came to the square. The armor had already been equipped, and everyone was ready to fight at any time.

Huang Mao stared at Zhou Baizhe's leaves, his heart was about to move.

It would be great if I could get a slice.

At this moment, a whistle sounded, which was extremely ear-piercing, and suddenly made everyone's hearts tighten. They knew that the bug swarm was coming.

"Get ready for battle!" shouted the hunting team leader.

All the villagers took up their laser swords one after another, ready to fight.

Augustine squinted and stared into the distance.

This battle does not require him to intervene. He needs to suppress the rear and deal with the most powerful mutants in the swarm.

Huang Mao and the others seemed to have already picked up the laser sword and stood on the same front as the villagers. At this moment, all the grievances and grievances that had happened before were resolved in front of the insect swarm.

At this moment, Tai Tanba's weapon caught the attention of many villagers, because the laser sword in his hand seemed to be much larger than everyone else's.

Many villagers secretly sighed, how many laser stones are needed to make such a big laser sword, which cannot be bought even if you have money, and judging by the quality, it is definitely a top-grade laser stone, which is even more valuable no city.

In the distance, a dense swarm of insects gradually appeared. Because they were controlled by advanced mutants, they became extremely manic, with red eyes frantically rushing in. If they had never been on the battlefield before, they would definitely pee their pants in fright.

Fortunately, everyone present had already experienced this kind of bug swarm countless times, and they were extremely calm.

Finally, the swarm of insects gradually spread, and everyone raised their laser swords and shouted frantically: "Kill!"

The mutant roared frantically, raised the pliers, and savagely pinched the human's head.

However, humans naturally wouldn't let the mutated worm succeed, so they quickly activated their abilities, and the laser sword lit up instantly, and slashed at the mutated worm's head fiercely.

With a sound of "噗嗤——", the laser sword easily inserted into the head of the mutant, and the severe pain caused the mutant to howl angrily.

The supernatural person quickly used the laser sword to keep stirring in the mutant's brain, and finally, it let out a final roar unwillingly, completely silent.

This scene was staged in every corner.

The superhumans almost crushed the mutants, killing them to pieces.

However, Augustine's face became more serious, and his eyes were filled with cold killing intent.

Seeing the situation, Zhou Baizhe quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Augustine said: "This time, there are five sixth-level mutants controlling the swarm."

What...what the hell?

Zhou Baizhe was shocked immediately, Ye Zi trembled, "Four... four?"

The two mutants are a bit difficult to kill. Now that there are five of them at once, how can we fight? The seventh-level mutant king is definitely a foul, and there is no way to play like this.

However, no matter how much you complain, it's useless. The question now is how to kill those level six mutants.

"What should we do?" Zhou Baizhe asked worriedly.

Augustine said with a sullen face, "Responsiveness."

Zhou Baizhe was taken aback for a moment, almost thinking that Augustin was joking.

However, what Augustine said was really not a joke. Now that the five sixth-level mutants are hidden in the swarm, it is difficult to recognize them at all, and they can only adapt to the situation.

Immediately afterwards, Augustine passed on an order.

Instruct everyone to pay attention to the swarms around them, and if they find any advanced mutants, they must send out a signal immediately.

Only then did everyone realize that there were actually five sixth-level mutants hiding in the bug swarm, and they couldn't help but panic.

But a strong and icy breath suddenly spread out, pervading the battlefield, suppressing everyone's minds, and the inexplicable panic disappeared in such a strange way.

Everyone's spirits froze, and subconsciously turned around, they saw the owner of that aura, standing on the highest point, with his back straight, exuding arrogance and arrogance alone, causing many mutants to freeze for a second, and then produce panic and fear.

At this moment, everyone inexplicably felt something called a sense of security.

It's like——no matter how many level-[-] mutants are on the opposite side, as long as Augustine is there, everything will be fine.

"Kill!" Someone raised the laser sword and screamed.

The angry roar instantly infected everyone. Everyone seemed to be tireless and unafraid of death. They were fighting desperately. Even if their arms were sore, they couldn't stop them from killing the mutants.

Although Huang Mao has experienced countless battles, the scene in front of him also ignited the excitement he hadn't seen for a long time. His whole body began to heat up, like a small universe erupting.

The battlefield was covered with corpses of many mutated insects, and the smell of blood was like a dense mist that could not be dispelled, making everyone feel like their breathing was stagnant.

Finally, a roar full of strong coercion resounded.

That was the sound of the sixth-level mutants alone.

Seeing that most of the swarms were killed, one of the mutated worms couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to do it himself.

Augustin's eyes darkened, he quickly locked on to the source of the voice, and rushed out in a jerk.

Zhou Baizhe was terrified, and hurriedly rushed over.

The ghost knows where the rest of the sixth-level mutants are hiding, and it will be troublesome if they sneak attack Augustin.

Huangmao caught this scene inadvertently, and was startled. Did this little bastard who couldn't resist beating go crazy, and followed General Augustin to kill the sixth-level monsters.

It will definitely be eaten up by insects all the leaves.

No matter what, this little gadget that allows supernatural beings to advance can't die!

Huang Mao hurriedly killed the mutant in front of him, gritted his teeth and followed.

However, the next scene broke Huangmao's cognition again, making him clearly realize that this little thing is actually a terrible killer.

Much later, whenever he thought of that day, he recalled the fear of being dominated by that gadget.

It's so scary!