Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Su Xuandong sat cross legged on the bed, twirling his thumb and middle finger. Suddenly his eyes opened and showed an incredible look.

The voice of Su Xing outside the door was panicked: "high priest, things are bad. Come out quickly. Werewolves and genetic mutants are fighting."

Su Xuandong sighed slowly, "fight and fight. They are natural enemies. They don't fight when they meet."

"But they encountered 100000 werewolves..."

Su Xuandong sighed again, "there are only 90000 werewolves left now."

"Ah?" Su Xing was obviously surprised, "Lord Mo is so powerful?"

Su Xuandong asked, "how long has he been gone?"

"Just left."

"He is not an immortal. He can operate remotely. It is estimated that he has just arrived."

Su Xing was even more surprised. "The high priest meant that there was someone else who fought with the werewolf?"

It was hard for Su Xuandong to talk to him across the door. He simply untied the seal and opened the door. Su Xing walked in three steps and two steps. As soon as he saw Su Xuandong, he exclaimed, "high priest, your face..."

In fact, the injuries on the face are basically good. Just because they are good, all the bruises are scattered, but they appear all over the face.

When Su Xuandong opened the door, he forgot this stubble. It's not easy to cover it up at this time. He said faintly, "it's all right. When he was sleeping, he accidentally bumped into the corner of the bed."

Su Xing looked at the four big pillars beside the bed and thought, the high priest is really amazing. He has to hit all the pillars. There is no dead angle at 360 degrees to hit the wound on his face

"Get down to business." Su Xuandong was thoughtful when he saw him staring at the bed column. Knowing that this guy was daydreaming, he impatiently interrupted him, "where are they going to war?"

"It's about 300 miles away from Wutu. Shall we..."

Su Xuandong waved his hand, "wait and see the change. The strength of both sides has been accumulated for too long. It's time to fight."

Su Xing was shocked. "High priest, that's war. The dead will bleed!"

"So what?" Su Xuandong said coldly, "this is the world of the jungle. If you don't kill me, I'll kill you. They all have animals in their bodies, and they love fighting because they are animals. This is the law of nature. "

"But they are also human!"

"People?" Su Xuandong snorted coldly, "man is the head of all evil. Human nature is bad. Compared with animals, animals are much simpler."

"Then let's watch the war happen at home and be indifferent? What if they call? "

"If we can't fight, Ukraine and Turkey have no conflict of interest with any party. At the critical moment, we have to mediate and give orders. From now on, everyone is on standby. We watch the fire from the shore and come out when necessary. "

The high priest showed his attitude, and it was not good to go on. Q: "what genetic mutant is at war with the werewolf?"

"I'm afraid it's not one," Su Xuandong looked out of the window at the dark night. "Everyone wants to have a share of such a good opportunity."

Su Xing didn't understand. There was a mystery in the high priest's words, but he didn't say it clearly. Su Xing grabbed his scalp and stood aside asking for trouble.

"All right, you go down. I'm going to have a rest."

Su Xing gave a cry, stepped out, went to the door, turned his head and looked again. Seeing that Su Xuandong leaned lazily against the head of the bed, crossed his legs and looked relaxed, he couldn't help laughing at himself. It's really that the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry. What kind of heart does he have as a little priest!

Moxiling took Mozi Yu, and Mozi Nuo was angry all the way. From a distance, he saw a fire light, like a long fire dragon, spreading forward. Beside the fire dragon, the dark crowd and animals are busy in an orderly way.

He was startled, his body paused in the air and looked carefully.

"Xiling, there seems to be a war ahead." Mozino craned his neck and looked forward. He had not seen such a big fight for a long time. He was a little excited.

Mo Ziyu slowly fell down. "The werewolf is fighting. We just look for someone to take advantage of the chaos."

Mexiling had been hanging in the air, and now he fell to the ground. It was dark and shadowy. He didn't find a familiar figure.

He thought Mo Ziyu was right. No matter who the werewolf fought with, he just found someone to take away. But my heart is inexplicably uneasy

The fire dragon in the distance slowly widened and quickly spread to the front with the trend of withering and decaying, like a fast swimming snake. The fire burst into the sky and made the dark night like day. After the fire dragon, a large area of scorched land was left.

Genetic mutants are afraid of fire, light and heat. Obviously, it is genetic mutants who fight werewolves. But... Which one will it be? Who dares to compete with 100000 werewolves?

Moxi Ling hung her eyes and thought for several times. When she lifted it up again, the expression on her face was a little shocked.

Mexiling was always calm and steady, and Taishan was pressed to the top, so mozino was surprised, "what's the matter, Xiling?"

"Did you hear anything when you were on the island?"

Mozino shook his head, "don't you know the man of Mo Qingze? If he intends to hide it from me, there must be no leakage. "

Mexiling pinched his eyebrows. If it was what he guessed, there would be big trouble. I'm not afraid of anything else. I'm afraid it's unpredictable

Little Joe was right ahead, but he couldn't act rashly.

It was Joey's idea to set fire to the grass. In order to avoid causing fire, she specially opened several fire separation channels. The fire lit up and shone all around. She found that there should be some bodies in front that had not been taken away, but now they are all gone. There was nothing terrible left on the ground except mud.

She pinched a pinch of soil and smelled it under her nose. There was no smell, which was difficult. The secret weapon in the hands of genetic mutants was colorless and tasteless, which made them unable to guard against.

She looked up, the fire dragon spread for a distance, gradually extinguished, and burned a large open flat. And the other party still hid in the grass leaves with more than one person, leaving her confused.

Du Beizheng came over and looked a little haggard. He patted Joey on the shoulder. "You're tired. Go and have a rest. I'll stare here."

Joey was really tired. She ran around this night, arranging the size of things. She was already dry mouth, irritable tongue and exhausted. She looked up at the sky, "at dawn, it is the weakest time for genetic mutants. We entered at one fell swoop and fought to the death with them. Have you determined the number of death squads? "

"Well, your prestige is very high," Du Beizheng joked. "Once I heard that I was fighting with you, a lot of human lives can be avoided."

Joey was quiet and looked at the dark distance: "if we can rush out, will we fight or withdraw?"

"What do you say?"

If she had been Qingyuan in the past, she would have chosen to go to war without hesitation. Werewolves are never deserters. Even if they die in battle, it is glorious. But now... She looked down at her hand: "withdraw, it's important to preserve your strength."

Du Beizheng put his hand on her shoulder, "Qingyuan, you are more mature than before. If you say withdraw, I'll listen to you. "

Joey brushed his hand away and swept his cold eyes. "How can I listen to you? You mean to put down the stall. You are the palm. You should command all the things here, big and small. How can you push them all on me?"

"You are the queen and the spiritual leader of the werewolf. I am willing to obey you. We should work together and try our best to make it in one place."

He stood in the night with gentle eyes and a little spoiled in his tone, as if he were not standing at the front of the charred front, but talking and flirting with her in a beautiful place.

Joey hissed and ignored him, but the crowd behind him began to stir again. She looked cold. "Go and have a look."

After she strengthened her defense, there was little movement on both sides, but the quieter she was, the more alert she was. Genetic mutants haunted most. A quarter of an hour ago, she launched a small sneak attack, which did not cause casualties, but arrested two ethnic groups.

But before Joey ran over, the crowd automatically divided a way in front of her. Several people came across. The person in front looked a little embarrassed. His arms were twisted behind him, but his face as bright as ice and snow eclipsed all around.

Joey heard a female Werewolf in the crowd make a low amazing sound. Whether it's human or animal, the response to beauty is basically the same.

Joey can't describe his mood. He is clearly an enemy, but seeing him like this still makes her heart ache. He is so proud, like a high God. When have you seen him so humiliated?

She doesn't know what mexiling is doing to see her at this time? It doesn't make any sense anymore, does it? She is not his little Joe. She is the werewolf queen. He is not a pure Mexican Ling. He is the Mexican Lord. There are thousands of lives between them

Joey painfully closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at him with complex eyes.

"The queen, Du Zhangzhi, caught a spy of a genetically mutated man."

Du Beizheng looked up and down at mexiling, smiled at the corners of his mouth, "loosen."

"But..." the werewolf holding moxiling hesitated.

"Let go, he can't run, he can't run." Du Beizheng looked at moxiling with a smile, "Lord Mo, we finally met again."

The werewolf escorting mexiling loosened his hand. Mexiling just raised his arm to move. The werewolf next to him immediately looked like a great enemy and looked on alert. He smiled contemptuously and moved his arm. The werewolf's hand was strong and really hurt him.

His face was a little bruised, set off by the light of fire everywhere, and the color was even darker. He must have suffered a hard blow.

Joey took a muffled breath. She imagined the scene of meeting mexiling. She must be standing in their respective armies and speechless, but unexpectedly, he came to her in such a embarrassed way and choked his stomach to ask, but now he couldn't say a word.

The crowd gathered around, and countless pairs of eyes watched her. It seemed that as long as she gave an order, the wolf people who were ready to move would immediately rush up, peel and file the mexiling into meat oars.

Du Beizheng watched Joey's expression, and the dark tide surged in his eyes. He wanted to let mexiling speak first, but mexiling didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, so he couldn't start, but it's not important. What's important is that mexiling is now in his hand. That's enough!