Reincarnation of the concubine of the apocalypse

Chapter 311
Ming Yuheng helped Long Qianhao to Ming Yuheng's side, and then said sourly: "Isn't he usually very powerful, why is he so weak today, and even injured!"

Those clownfish, big clownfish, look powerful, but they are actually really powerful.

There are also a lot of them, but in peacetime, to Long Qianhao, those fish are simply wooden fish, so they don't need to be killed at all.

At most, he flicked his sleeves a few times, maybe just once.

But now he draws out his sword, and he still fights for so long, so weak
Ming Yujin stared suspiciously.

It wouldn't be to save some beauty and make myself disabled.

Thinking about it, the pain from before surged up again.

He curled his lips, turned around, and didn't want to talk anymore.

Long Qianhao stared at her, but there was a smile on the corner of his lips. The smile was like a flower blooming at the beginning, and it was so beautiful.

He stretched out his hand to rub Ming Yujin's head.

But he was dissatisfiedly blocked by the little girl with long eyes behind him.

But she was not angry, she lowered her eyes to Ming Yuheng, and ordered in a deep voice.

"This king wants to exercise his energy and adjust his breath, so be careful."

Ming Yuheng looked at him, then at Ming Yujin who was obviously still losing his temper, nodded, and wisely didn't ask any more questions.

Looking at Ming Yujin who was showing off his fan skills in front of Zhen Yingjun, it was as if he had never heard of it.

But wait until you feel the man behind you sitting cross-legged, breathing evenly.

Just move.

Take out two guns from the space, a pistol and a machine gun.

The pistol was handed to Ming Yuheng who could only use his right hand now.

I moved a few steps with the machine gun in my hand, that position can be attacked by advance and defended by retreat.

The most important thing is to be able to protect Long Qianhao who is exercising and adjusting his breath tightly.

Ming Yuheng laughed a little, and turned his head quickly, afraid that Ming Yujin would be thin-skinned. Then he realized, would that girl be thin-skinned?

Long Qianhao, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath on the ground, also had a pleasant arc on the corner of his mouth.

And here, the one who is most unhappy is Zhen Yingjun who is about to weaken from the front.

motherfucker.

These clownfish can't be killed at all!
Not that there is an endless stream of them.

But they can be resurrected after death!

Unless you grind them to pieces.

Otherwise, it will be a good fish again after a while!
This horse riding is too cheating.

Zhen Yingjun felt like he was about to cry.

But no one thought of coming up to help.

They're all fucking human.

This grotesque.

Naturally, Ming Yujin and Ming Yuheng also noticed it.

No matter how you look at it, it's like the endless fight in World of Warcraft.

We have to find the big boss!

then
blah blah blah!

blah blah blah!
The clownfish fell in large swaths.

While the blood flowed like a river, the clownfish also took two steps back.

But they can't escape the fate of Da Da Da.

Zhen Yingjun could breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time was terrified.

What is this ghost?

So fierce, so lethal?
But he didn't feel any murderous intent.

Then he turned his head and saw two little girls holding a black object in each hand.

It looks weird, and the black hole is facing itself, emitting blue smoke
Once stagnant, he stood up again.

Ming Yujin and the two looked at each other: You bastard!

Zhen Yingjun, who landed on the ground, stared wide-eyed at the black guy who swept across the area.

With a flip of the hand, the fan was retracted into the belt of the trousers.

Rubbing his hands together, he salivated very much.

"Miss Jin, borrow this thing from my master to make me use it?"

Ming Yujin smiled, "Alright, let's clean up that ugly monster behind you first."

"Ugly?"

Didn't the clownfish have already been cleaned up, logically they didn't come back so happy, and he planned to trick this black guy, and then go back and destroy those clownfish's corpses?

Could it be that the way of death is different, and the speed of life is also faster?

Zhen Yingjun turned his head suspiciously, and then took a picture of a rotten face with bones exposed and maggots wriggling.

"Wow~"

I don't know when the food I eat is contributed to the other party.

The other party with such a bad face is naturally the high priest.

At this time, he was also caught off guard by the filth sprayed all over his face.

Originally, I wanted to get closer and sneak attack.
That sour smell.
Then the high priest also vomited.

The two elders vomited in a daze.

What is this called!
Ming Yuheng was shocked to the ground.

Ming Yujin was even more straightforward. He took out his gas mask and put it on.
Ming Yuheng's heart was beating when he saw it.
But someone doesn't want to be exposed to the high priest yet.

Who knows if they can kill him today.

Just put a gas mask in the flat big cloth bag.

Just plug two and it's over.

but
Why didn't the big monster that was released before kill this guy?

Ming Yujin and Ming Yuheng looked at each other the same way and sighed in unison.

The big monster turned out to be a coward with a golden appearance and a poor appearance.

Just like Zhen Yingjun!
Zhen Yingjun said that he was lying down while standing without speaking, so wronged!

Morning sickness always comes to an end.

Naturally, this spit method is no exception.

After the high priest raised his sleeves, he took two steps back and began to wipe his face.

Ming Yuheng also ordered the culprit to move Long Qianhao, who was like an old monk in meditation, to move.

After all, it turned out that the place was really smelly.

Even the clownfish, which managed to survive, fainted to death.

Look at the deep despair in the eyes of the fish.

Ming Yujin thinks that this clownfish has probably gone to the Palace of the King of Hell to beg his grandpa to tell his grandma to let him reincarnate, let him reincarnate, he doesn't want to live anymore.

Wait for the positions of the enemy and us to be reset.

Those clownfish also woke up fainted by Xun, without the will to live.

Three-on-one, she has a secret weapon, and a healing backup.

Well, Ming Yujin said that she has a lot of confidence.

Just plan to strike first.

Overwhelm the high priest from the momentum.

then
"Why are you so full of chicken feathers?"

"Ash full of chicken feathers?"

The high priest has not answered yet.

The one who vomited just now was so sour, and Zhen Yingjun, who had killed a bunch of clownfish invisibly, answered suspiciously.

Ming Yujin raised her foot angrily and kicked it hard, the one who stepped on the horse is the chicken feathers, and your whole family is chicken feathers!

Ming Yuheng held back his laughter, and it took him a long time to translate seriously, "She was asking him why he came so slowly."

Of course, the nose should still be covered.

Rubbing his sore butt, Zhen Yingjun was stunned.

So it can be pronounced like this?

The high priest in that room has no time to talk to them now, and he doesn't know where to take out a piece of half-meter-long handkerchief.

From the head to the neck, and then to the skirt of the chest, he wiped it carefully.

Especially when wiping your face.

That's called being slow, that's called being careful, without leaving a drop of dust or foam.

The corners of the eyes of the three of Ming Yujin trembled.

Perverted big brother, please let me go, you wiped out all the bugs!

Zhen Yingjun almost wanted to vomit again.

When Ming Yujin and Ming Yuheng were about to bear it.

The perverted big brother finally withdrew his hands, and put the handkerchief back into his sleeve pocket with a trembling. He was carrying two small bugs.
(End of this chapter)