The fly­ing sickle ar­mored war hor

The fly­ing sickle ar­mored war horse is tread­ing premise slowly, a sad­dle horse op­er­a­tion con­tact sur­face ap­pears be­fore me, in ad­di­tion de­cel­er­ates any­thing, is very sim­ple, but the an­tiq­uity god tiger was nip­ping the head side me, killed the BOSS time kid to hold to Tang Xiong­meng to grasp a mo­ment ago, un­ex­pect­edly had not been mas­sa­cred by BOSS, this de­fen­sive power has can be in­ferred.
But at this time, the an­tiq­uity god tiger roared slightly, stared the fly­ing sickle ar­mored war horse, in the eye has been being full of the hos­til­ity, as if ex­pressed to the new lit­tle friend dis­con­tent­edly. How­ever, AI of fly­ing sickle ar­mored war horse also is very as if high, is spurt­ing the breath, sud­denly be­fore the an­tiq­uity god tiger has been kneel­ing down the hoof, as if in in­di­cat­ing the mean­ing of sub­mit­ting, small tiger then sat­is­fac­tion is swing­ing the tail, then runs up to side Lin Wan Er, the furry head is arch­ing the beau­ti­ful woman young lady's slen­der thigh, I also looked some­what envy to envy.
Yue Qing Qian is hold­ing three prepa­ra­tions, 11 sep­a­rate, the at­tribute also pre­sents in every­body at pre­sent.
Two Saint sun­light, day plume, after is not BOSS that I mas­sacre per­son­ally, the knock rat­ing is very or­di­nary, Saint sun­light, was swum the baby to di­vide by the for­est small dance, day plume was taken away by an­other [Zhan Long] mem­ber, di­vides the spoils of war , to con­tinue to de­fend on Dragon’s den, wait­ing next wave of of­fen­sive.
„4 hours”
Lin Wan Er sat­is­fac­tory vis­its me with a smile: „I as if saw to hope”
I some­what wor­ried: „Was dif­fi­cult say­ing that the vari­able were too many, the 21 st wave, who knows that was any ap­pear­ance”
„Um, is right.”
The peo­ple wait for new wave of at­tack, above the city, Frost raises is cut­ting Hua Jian, sta­tic stand­ing in ob­ser­va­tion post, and often went to Luo Lin the vi­sion, filled wor­ried that Luo Lin em­braced des­per­ately, tread­onned the city earth, con­tin­u­ous was buy­ing in the soul strength of dead, in the mean­time, any­body can feel that Luo Lin's strength was pro­mot­ing rapidly, more­over rapid to let­ting every­body felt fright­ened.
„Rugge!” Luo Lin turned round to look to the vice gen­eral.
The deputy com­mand of pur­ple star reg­i­ment, bar­bar­ian Gelug nods say­ing: „Your high­ness, what mat­ter has to tell?”
Luo Lin straight eye­brows slant­ing up­wards and out­wards tighten, said: „Have the 6 W re­serve forces of pur­ple star reg­i­ment, pre­pared?”
Rugge low­ers the sound, said with a smile slightly: „Relax your high­ness, pur­ple star reg­i­ment 6 W and night­mare reg­i­ment 5 W and Yun Huang reg­i­ment 3 W, de­fends im­pe­r­ial reg­i­ment 7 W, al­to­gether 21 W per­son al­ready com­pletely in Dragon’s den East build­ing up, ac­cord­ing to the mean­ing of Sir, boiled the sys­tem pro­tec­tion against the cold in the sur­round­ing caul­dron of base the liq­uid med­i­cines, the sol­diers a minute of food, soon, they had can re­sist the body of se­verely cold per­fec­tion, we wielded the armed forces to go north, made use to sweep away the dif­fer­ent demon reg­i­ment also no longer is dream of the il­lu­sory image!”
„Good, does at­trac­tively!”
Luo Lin smiles lightly, the cor­ners of the mouth rise, in the eye is pass­ing wildly, said: „I am not will­ing to be under the con­trol of oth­ers step by step, the north dif­fer­ent demon is not good, the day plume em­pire is not good, my Luo Lin must make it­self!”