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The Defeated Dragon - Chapter 125

Published at 5th of August 2022 06:06:37 AM


Chapter 125: Shakespeare’s fate turning point

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The value of the **** fruit, Marcus has some understanding - the big aristocracy is often willing to spend thousands of gold coins to exchange for the growth of a **** fruit.

If it is not the risk of failure of the **** fruit, it is likely that the value will be calculated in terms of dragon coins.

He is both excited and happy: "Fortunately, we will launch the action of clearing the thorns of the thorns of the World of Warcraft. Otherwise, waiting for the blood of the fruit to mature, this violent dog is likely to break through further, and it is even harder to hunt."

It is because of this truth that Liszt wants to clear the thorns in advance.

He reached out and touched the blood of the blood, but unfortunately the fruit could not be eaten: "It looks like this **** fruit will soon mature, and the violent dog originally wanted to take it, now it belongs to me."

"Adults, these treasures, when mature, will inevitably lead to the World of Warcraft in the thorns of the Ridge. Those Warcraft feel keen, they must be nearby, waiting for the maturity of the blood."

"Isn't this just right?" Li Stirling moved. "We can take the **** fruit as a bait, and wait for the work, designing traps around it."

"I will lead the Cavaliers and lay the trap!" Marcus said.

Before the Knights’ team entered the Jingxuan Ridge, they were fully prepared, and the ropes, shovel and clips were carried a lot. The hunter's ability, the Cavaliers also learned a lot - the Cavaliers not only have to fight on the battlefield, enter the forest to kill World of Warcraft, but also the daily work of the Cavaliers.

Marcus is an expert.

He has a lot of lassos on some of the World of Warcraft routes. These lassos can't stop Warcraft, but they can be a good hindrance to World of Warcraft.

Hunting, or rely on him and Liszt output.

It’s already late in the evening to do all the traps. During this period, Liszt has been staying next to the **** fruit, waiting for the ripening of the blood.

At the same time, I am also thinking about whether the blood of the blood is to eat to the shame, or to eat the dragon.

Shakeshen is a low-level Warcraft. After eating, it may evolve into an intermediate level of Warcraft. Of course, it is also possible that evolution has failed, but it should not be a sudden death.

The dragon horse is a dragon beast. After eating it, it may evolve into a low-level dragon warcraft. It is also possible that evolution has failed and even exploded.

"Still to eat it, the dragon horse is a very rare dragon beast, shouldering the heavy responsibility of breeding dragons and horses, can not be lost." Lister thought, decided.

As for the blessing in the castle, he was directly ignored.

The sunset falls.

The bonfire ignited again.

Liszt took over the front leg of the violent dog from the hand, put it on the stick, and prepared to barbecue. This is his dinner. His physical fitness is stronger every day, and his vindictiveness is constantly rising. At this stage of the land knight, the speed of progress is not the same as that of the ordinary land knight.

There is no reason for him, eat well!

Although cultivation depends on talent, the essence is the intake and utilization of nutrition. If you winton Warcraft meat, I am afraid that it is a pig, but also can be piled into magic pigs.

Even if you eat too much, even if you have super talent, you can't practice your anger.

"Wang Wang!" Shakesend yelled at him, drooling and coveting the Warcraft meat in his hands.

Liszt took a picture of Shakespeare's head: "You can't eat it. It may be your father's meat. Even if it's not your father, it may be your uncle, uncle... Anyway, it will be more or less related to you." "Father and son are cruel enough, and then the father and son are eating together, the ethics is off, and the heart can't go."

So Shakeshen can only get a roasting hare.

Then he drooled and watched Liszt screaming at the dog's legs. He was carrying a thin rabbit.

"You don't have to envy, your good things are here." Liszt pointed at the blood of the blood, which is a major opportunity for Shakespeare. "When the magic is approaching the essence, it is about to mature, probably only tonight. Recharge your batteries and hope that you can become an intermediate Warcraft after tonight."

Intermediate Warcraft, comparable to the Sky Knight.

And the training of qualified Warcraft, can be on the battlefield, with an intermediate level of Warcraft, is equal to having a Sky Knight as a squat, or no ambition. Grab the battle, no disadvantage, as the owner of the intermediate level of Warcraft, only need to wait for the promotion of the title.

"Can you shake the forest?" Lisz thought.

He can't conclude.

There are all kinds of powerful World of Warcraft in the world, but in Coral Island, Warcraft is basically low-level, only one purple sand crocodile. The violent dog is known as the king of the thorns, and is essentially a low-level Warcraft. It is difficult to judge by borrowing the opportunity to rewrite the blood, or to waste a **** fruit.

"Adult, do you want to take a break?" Marcus asked after a round of patrols.

"No, occasionally staying up late, it doesn't matter."

Time goes by.

The night is getting deeper.

In addition to the bonfire from time to time, the entire thorns of the thorns, only the wind and unknown insects, the sound of small animals.

Shakesend has been kneeling at the feet of Liszt, giving a uniform squeak.

Liszt leaned on the trunk, and his spirit was still shaking, staring at the blood. It was a long time passed, and Liszt’s eyes suddenly flashed, and the spirit was shocked: “I’m going to get cooked, I can feel that the magic is coming out of the blood, it’s already at the tipping point!”

He kicked and shook Sen, and woke up Shakesend.

Another shouted Marcus: "Marchus teacher, the blood of the fruit must be mature, let the knights spirit, be careful to deal with possible Warcraft!"

"Do you want to mature?" Marcus looked serious and quickly informed the Cavaliers to prepare.

Just at this time.

The **** fruit suddenly fell, and a fascinating aroma spread quickly.

Mature!

Liszt quickly picked up the blood of the fruit, and gave it to the shaking: "Quickly eat, shake the forest, eat it!" The **** fruit has only a few minutes of existence time, and a moment of wasting will lose some magic, resulting in greatly reduced effects.

Shakesson understands that this is a good thing.

The dog's mouth is open, and the swallowing of the jujube usually swallows the **** fruit.

At the same time, Liszt, who showed the eye of magic, has noticed that there are several magic shadows around him, which quickly hit: "Marcus, enemy attack! World of Warcraft, East, Southwest, Northwest!"

Hey!

Hey!

The trap first works and wraps around two World of Warcraft.

Marcus took the lead and rushed to a real World of Warcraft, this Warcraft is no stranger, or a violent dog! As it turns out, the violent dog in the Jingxiling Mountains is not the only one. For a time, the wind attribute was violently outputted, and the violent dog whose back leg was covered by the rope was hit hard before it was deployed.

It immediately released the rock thorns and counterattacked, forcing Marcus to be forced to dodge and unable to kill the dog.

Warcraft in the southwest is also covered by ropes.

Several crickets roared from the Cavaliers.

Liszt pulled out the red blood sword and glanced at this World of Warcraft. It was a wild boar shape. In the thorny hills, there was only one kind of Warcraft in the shape of a wild boar. In the winter, the Thunder wild boar in the flower town was attacked. This is the Thunder Warcraft, the teeth will release the Thunder magic - lightning strike.

Hey!

The Thunder wild boar did not hesitate to release the lightning strike, and a lightning bolt illuminates the woods.

"Flashback! Close! Support shield! Insert sword! Release vindictive!" Liszt issued five instructions in one breath, squatting from the knights' reflexive retreat, close together, while holding up the shield and inserting the sword on the ground, releasing himself The vindictiveness is attached to the Knight's round shield.

boom!

Lightning is like a whip, hitting the knight's shield, and suddenly flew two scorpions from the knight.

"what!"

"what!"

Two screams.




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