Disaster Shelter

Saw the look of the three angels with a wary look, Wen Wen laughed dumbly.

The three next-order monsters are not worthy of his deliberate targeting. The fight just now just wanted to see if they have the available abilities.

He is not going to use his ability to solve three miscellaneous fish in such a crowded place, after all, he still has to hide his identity.

So Wen Wen hit three snap fingers, and three figures wearing red and black roe deer appeared in front of Wen Wen.

One of the faces is like a weird polygon. He was caught by Wen Wen at the old hotel, and he is a super-powered horseman with red beard.

Another is a very beautiful woman, dressed in white Indian plum blossoms in the classic women's dress of the Huafu District, elegant and elegant, she is Hu Youling.

Is that the long skirt splits a little higher, until it is twenty centimeters under the armpit ...

If the belt can not fix the clothes, the scene is really a bit unsuitable for children.

The last one was Yan Biqing, who was full of frustration. When he saw the surrounding scenes, he knew that he would let him fight again.

He was recently hooked on the killing maze, so he was not very active in fighting outside.

"These three Hello, I will give it to you, in addition to protecting the girl, try not to hurt her."

Wen Wen waved his hand, and an energy bomb was shot out, smashing the head of the **** statue.

Then he gave it to Yan Biqing and went to Ganzhe Temple.

The reason why he called the monsters in the shelter came out to meet the enemy, because he did not want to fight in such a crowded place, so as not to be associated with his identity.

After all, the person who called his name knew his identity.

Therefore, before entering the Qingji Plateau, Wen Wen once raised a mouth with Yin Hu. The Black Cross may come to Qingji Plateau for assistance to deal with the situation like this.

Yan Biqing looked at the three envoys, took a breath, and then walked towards the sickle envoy.

"Since it is absolutely necessary to fight, then hurry up, I want to go to the killing maze after playing." He is already a serious addicted patient in the killing maze.

Komamo excitedly hammered his chest, quickly rushed to the supervising angel, and shouted while rushing back: "My face is the best gift the creator gave me, and the smile is my biggest asset, Ori!

Hu Youling stared at Juli God with bright eyes, Xia Fei's cheeks were peach blossoms, and several tails danced excitedly behind her.

"Pretty ... you are so strong, but you shouldn't be like that."

The fighting of the monsters is huge, and the people who participated in the campfire party have been hiding at the edge of the wall.

This sudden battle broke their fantasies all at once, and it turned out that all the gods were all terrible monsters.

But they just hid on the edge, but no one left the refuge camp, because they knew that staying here is only likely to die, but going out from here will definitely die.

It is not that no one has tried to escape, but those who can escape usually become sacrifices the next night.

In the chaotic battle, the two bunnies sat side by side in the corner watching the play, and the rabbit ears were trembling.

Bai Xiaobai looked at Bai Xiaomi suspiciously: "Sister Mi, is that guy really your guard?"

Bai Mi just wanted to deny it, remembered Wenwen's threat to her, and immediately sat up straight.

"He ... he is my guard, at most ... not so obedient."

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Wenwen stood at the door of the temple, stared upstairs for a while, and stepped in.

Other monsters can be handed over to the monsters in the shelter, but the great **** makes him have to clean it up by himself.

The first thing is to shelter the camp, which should be very important to the ‘Scarlet Master’, so the great envoy responsible for this matter must know some inside information.

The second is that the great angel is too mysterious. There is no mirror in his place. Wen Wen doesn't even know what he looks like. Of course he has to see him in person.

Hard bottom leather boots stepped on the hard stone floor and made a clear noise. Under the dim orange light, a figure on the ground gradually elongated, Wen Wen entered the main hall of Ganzhe Temple.

The main hall of all Ming Confucian temples enshrines the main Buddha King Ming, which is the side lying statue facing Wen Wen.

All statues of Lord Buddha Ming Ming may have different postures, but they are all kept in this sleeping state, because in mythology and legend, once Lord Buddha Ming awakens, the world shaped by his dream will collapse.

But the statue in front of him has no head, so Wen Wen doesn't know who the sleeping Buddha is.

The Scarlet Master wanted to become a **** with the help of faith, of course, he would not keep another **** and compete with him for faith.

Wenwen actually wanted to worship the Buddha Lord Ming, not because of his piety and respect, but just a custom in Washington.

Huafu people have always met the temple to worship the Buddha and met the gods. As long as they can get in touch with the gods, they will worship once they meet.

Anyway, I do n’t need money, I believe in more or less.

If you can worship the Buddha Lord Ming Wang, this trip to Qingji Plateau is not in vain.

But his head is gone, some can't bear it ......

After thinking for a while, Wen Wen's eyes lit up, took out the illusion cigarette holder, spit out a golden smoke, and formed a golden head on the statue.

Because there is no reference object, how does Wen Wen think of this smoke head ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is like the face of the sponge monster ...

"It's almost the same anyway, so be it."

Wen Wen folded his hands and bowed very ungodly. Now he is comfortable.

"Ming King is dead, scarlet!"

"This gentleman, please stop visiting this false god. Are you interested in knowing our savior, the great Scarlet Lord?"

The thick voice, accompanied by heavy footsteps, came from deep in the corridor, and a tall figure appeared in front of Wen Wen.

This figure is nearly two meters high, the muscles bulge high, and there is no hair on the head. The whole person looks like a black muscle pimple.

He was the Master Dashan who was killed by Lu Qiyou before.

But looking at the pierced outfit he is wearing now, it is not like a monk at all, but more like a comic-style robbery.

"Don't say the idol of Buddha Lord Ming, even if this is the poor **** broom star, I still worship it correctly, if you don't let me worship me, then I don't worship, then wouldn't I have no face?

Wenwen shyly went back, then looked at Dashan thoughtfully:

"Procedure strength in the event of disaster, you should be Dashan. It turns out that you are transformed into a puppet like Lu Qiyou ..."

"I don't want to fight with myself. Come on, the guy hiding upstairs, come down quickly. It's stupid to pretend to be so mysterious."

Dashan shook his head: "I am not here to fight with you, but I want to persuade you to stop."

"Going forward will only result in greater killings. Only with the existence of this shelter camp can those outside be able to live in peace. Your practice actually hurt them."