Huang Zun II

Chapter 92 Anger

For Yan Yan, Miller, like Leon and Chen Yu, are her friends in this world.

Although she didn't have much communication with Miller in normal times, she liked this dark, brown-haired, simple and honest man from the bottom of her heart.

When Yan Yan heard the sad news of Miller, she couldn't say she was sad, but she felt a severe pain in her heart, feeling that the things she cherished had left her forever.

This feeling made her feel very blocked, and she wanted to vent it fiercely.

However, she didn't want Leon and the others to see it, and she didn't want them to worry.

Yan Yan is a domineering and arrogant woman, but her mind is also delicate and sensual.

After all, no matter how domineering and arrogant she is, she is still a woman in essence.

Standing on Xiaohu's back, Yan Yan summoned countless hot weapons, pouring out angry flames.

And Xiaohu cooperated with her, ravaging this group of ugly corpse puppets, often pounced forward one by one, and swept his paws in a circle.

"Call the Gatling Heavy Machine Gun!"

"Summon Thor Cannon!"

"Call for air-to-surface missiles!"

……

Endless tongues of flame, carrying Yan Yan's grief and indignation, poured on the body of the corpse puppet, and all the monsters fighting with it suffered indiscriminate disasters.

However, none of the monsters dared to complain, they only hoped that Yan Yan wouldn't get too angry, and even brought them along.

The three holy beasts swallowed fiercely, thankfully their decision was so wise that they didn't conflict with Yan Yan.

This is simply a pervert, a lunatic!
Although Yan Yan's firepower was not enough to hurt them, he was able to destroy his men one by one.

Moreover, the might of the Chi Yanhu is not just a display.

At this moment, the three holy monsters were thinking about how to please this domineering woman later.

"Master, time is running out." Suddenly, Xiaohu frowned and said solemnly.

Yan Yan paused for a moment, and then she understood, and the grief and indignation in her heart were almost vented.

"Xiao Hu, you go back first." Yan Yan said lightly, and then dispersed Chi Yanhu.

In fact, Yan Yan didn't want to unsummon Xiaohu, but there were too many problems involved, so he could only be unsummoned.

After all, Xiaohu is too powerful to exist in this world at all.

So much so that Yan Yan forcibly summoned him, not only his strength has declined, but there is also a time limit.

Originally, she wanted to ask Xiaohu about her past, but now she can only postpone it.

Perhaps, waiting for Xiaohu to find a way to suppress his own strength, and then summoning him, can save trouble.

After all, such a powerful Warcraft will become the world's attention.

At this time, Yan Yan stood alone in the tide of corpse puppets, and any corpse puppets that approached her were torn to pieces by the heavy weapons in her hands.

"Have you seen enough? Get out!" Yan Yan said inexplicably, and then poured the Thunder God artillery into a place, instantly razing it to the ground.

"You are really violent!" A hoarse voice came out of the smoke.

Immediately afterwards, an old man wearing a black robe with a skull embroidered on his chest came out.

His face was pale, as if he had been seriously injured, if Rexxar was still there, he would be able to recognize this old man, it was the dark elemental mage who injured him.

When Yan Yan broke into the tide of corpse puppets and wreaked havoc, she felt the existence of this old man.

Judging from his aura, his strength is still as strong as Aurido, which means that this old man is a demon saint.

(End of this chapter)