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"Aren't there supposed to be a backup? Don't say it's gone, too."
"Really! Reserve gone!"
"YINYAAATTTT!"
When the wind and air did not make the body fresh or lower the body temperature, now they are like a Tsunami! Shaking the body as if wanting to destroy the body at once the spirit!
Tree branches crackling, leaves giving rise to rustling. Dust blinds the eyes. The darkness is drowning.
The sound of the body falling out simultaneously, there is no swearing as a form of regret. Thrilled with a fearful look, equipped with a sweat caressing the face.
Lu wei had not ended the position of watching the film, he was still relaxed even had time to make a poem about this scene. Really annoying.
Xing'er whose vision was as clear as a bat was unable to resist growling. He shouted, "You! Get out! Want to be a traitor?!"
Understanding for whom the shout was floated, lu wei of course turned his head. "Ehhh, what a traitor. This array I can't break, look." At the end of the sentence he makes a proof. A stream of energy flowed down his sword, making an awesome sight. Dark blue color beats ash-colored dust, reflecting facial skin that is as smooth as ceramics. Unfortunately, the amazing view is not as amazing as the scenery behind him-around him.
Lu wei was still thrusting the sword at the array, not yet aware of anything. However, after several punctures that inserted more power finally gave birth to cracks. Cracks and crumbles. Lu wei almost breathed in relief, her legs were even ready to run but something below made her startled and ended up hiccupping.
The dozens of prone bodies formed a circle, not allowing Lu wei to touch an inch of land. Climbing upstairs, Lu wei finds a jar made of ghosts, and he is the contents. Lu wei was surrounded, down, up, right, left, all giving him a pale body. His body was trapped in a ghost-based tube! What a creepy innovation!
It was still pensive and muddled, but a crack pulled it out of stupidity. A gap caused from several ghosts that bounced around made him realize. Energy is concentrated in each finger.
Lu wei floated a few inches, retreating while shaking hands. Don't forget he's attacking the load that's bothering his feet. The wind carried the attack like a pleasant news, crushing it in a matter of seconds.
His hand swings like a quiet bamboo fan, but it's just not reality.
Salto Lu weu did, the sound of feet pounding the ground came out after that. Now, by her side was no longer a pale face but Xing'er's wry face. There was no time to throw each other, something more important was waiting to be completed.
Feet climbed the sword without a bolt, immediately then the two camps approached each other. Making collisions that are not realized due to an attack from one of the parties.
Bombardment attacks, randomly cut bodies are the result of that. Making a rain of rotten meat that makes the hull jump. The weak ghosts were not too alarming.
Some of the ghosts that bore the word 'horrible' were still flying unsettlingly. It's very frightening.
Giggles, cries, even disgusting groans make the frightening rate increase. Plus the condition of the body that is not at all aesthetic.
Some are without eyeballs, some are skinless, some have calves almost dislodged, the tongue is longer than the body, and one more, this is the most aesthetic. The head carries internal organs without the skin and flesh covering them.