"Damn! How did Brother Dragon King stop someone? Why did this stinky lady chase after him?"
Marco Polo wished he had two extra legs.
Running towards the core of the mechanism array frantically.
"Don't try to escape! Young men, hurry up for me!"
Miledi gave the order.
More than a dozen mechanic servants chased Marco Polo like wolves and tigers.
We are machines, we have no feelings.
Chase up and explode!
"Just a little bit, Marco Polo, you can do it!"
Marco Polo ran hard.
I didn't dare to look behind me.
That's right.
Only get the gorgeous revolver.
Just based on the current state of that stinky girl.
Destroy her.
A shuttle of bullets is enough!
Thinking of this, Marco Polo ran faster.
Look at the front yard again.
Li Yuanfang led the people of Dali Temple to fight fiercely with the master Yu Hengsi led by the Storm Dragon King.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
The Storm Dragon King strongly defeated Li Yuanfang.
At first he kept his hands, after all, in his heart, he still regarded himself as Qi Tian's dragon.
I don’t know where the Great Sage is standing, so naturally I didn’t think about taking action.
But Li Yuanfang on the opposite side was aggressive. Relying on his strength to increase, the little flying knife threw it, rotated, jumped, and kept stopping.
The most important thing is to throw it down three ways.
It's really fatal.
"I don't politely! I will teach you a lesson!"
"Shield of Wind and Thunder!"
"Electric lightning is in urgent need!"
As a high-level demon, the Storm Dragon King is stronger than Li Yuanfang in terms of momentum and strength.
In a moment.
White lightning, purple thunder.
They all greeted the little mouse alone.
Terrifying and terrifying.
"My mom, is that scary? It's too difficult to earn Lord Di's salary!"
Li Yuanfang retreated one after another.
This kind of skill is obviously powerful, and it is a fool to fight head-on.
"Don't be afraid of Xiao Fangfang! We brothers are here to help you!"
Just as a purple thunder was about to hit Li Yuanfang.
Two stone lions from Dali Temple arrived in time.
He used his body to withstand this amazing blow.
"Brother, this skill is a bit familiar!"
"Hmph, of course I'm familiar with it. Second, look at who is on the other side?"
"Storm Dragon, is it you a dead traitor?"
“…”
The Storm Dragon King was stunned at this moment.
The two stone lions in front of you are the two demon kings who worked together during the demon species uprising, Lion Big and Lion Two?
"Damn! It's you two deserters!"
When acquaintances meet, they are extremely jealous.
The terrifying aura soared into the sky, and it couldn't help but alarm Qi Tian, who was hiding in the clouds to watch the fun.
Um?
Storm Dragon King and two stone lions?
Is this a fight?
Yes, no good thing.
The dog bites the dog, and it's just a fun time.
Unfortunately, there are no melon seeds and no melons.
...
"The traitor died!"
"Brutal Head Hammer!"
Shi Dai and Shi Er are strong and do not have too many fancy skills.
He directly used his big head to hit the Storm Dragon King.
boom!
The two lions work together.
The power is earth-shaking.
The shield on the Storm Dragon King was instantly smashed to pieces.
"Electric lightning is in urgent need!"
"Hahaha, Storm Dragon, you Sabi, we are stone lions, why are you afraid of your electricity?"
"Brother, why do you praise him?"
Shi Er was a little puzzled.
Because my elder brother usually calls me Shabi.
He also said that it was praising himself.
"You know the ball! Don't talk nonsense, just mess with him!"
The two stone lions accelerated with all their might once again like tanks and rushed towards the Storm Dragon King.
The latter finally showed a trace of solemnity on his face.
These two stone lions are simply their natural enemies.
How to break this when immunizing against thunder?
Did I ask me to use my head like the two of them?
It's hard to match.
And Polo, I don't know what's going on.
"Wind Thunder Shield!"
"boom!"
In helpless.
The Storm Dragon King could only constantly apply shields to himself to resist the impact of the stone lion.
The others present could not withstand this terrifying impact and astonishing pressure.
Some retreated quickly, while others were shocked.
"It turns out that the stone lion in my Dali Temple is so brave. I haven't noticed it at all for so many years."
"Yes, yes! It's hidden too deeply, who could have thought of this?"
"Hahaha, that dragon can't hold on anymore, we are the winner!"
"Everyone can kill the traitor!"
“…”
at the same time.
Marco Polo in the backyard finally retrieved the gorgeous revolver.
This time, I finally don't have to escape anymore.
I, the first shotgunner in the sunset sea.
At this moment, resurrection.
"Um?"
A hint of surprise appeared on Miledi's face.
He could feel that Marco Polo's momentum had changed.
"What, are you going to resist? Well, the more you resist, the more excited you will be, and I will definitely torture you!"
"Mechanical servant!"
The number of mechanical servants summoned exceeded thirty again.
Miledi was no longer ready to leave, and before his death, he was taken away by Marco Polo.
"Young guys, come on!"
Looking at Marco Polo again, he held the gorgeous revolver with his hands tightly. Although he was a little nervous, his eyes were still firm.
This time, I must be worthy of the title of Sunset Sea No. 1 Gunner.
No more escape.
I can do it.
Raise the gun and shoot!
"Let the bullets fly happily!"
“Gorgeous revolver!”
"Roaming Gun!"
"Fever barrage!"
Countless bullets, like raining, were shot at Miledi
"Little ones, defensive formation!"
It seems like you can understand human words.
A group of mechanical puppets moved quickly and rushed to Mileidi, and began to stack the arhats.
Although we are short, we can assemble.
One makes up the head.
One makes up the torso.
One form the crotch.
One makes up the thigh.
In this way, only four servants of the organs protected Miledi tightly.
The remaining servants of the mechanism pounced on Marco Polo again like wolves and tigers.
"What are you doing! What exactly is this thing done? Why did I cum so hard, or can't cum through it?"
I thought I could deal with this exhausted stinky wool just by getting the gorgeous revolver.
But now it seems that it is still very difficult.
His own gorgeous revolver could not do anything to the other party's mechanical servant.
What to do? What to do?
This goes on.
Wouldn't I be in danger?
"oops....."
Marco Polo's crow's mouth came true.
The next moment.
He staggered down and was caught by the group of mechanic servants, and rushed up and fell to the ground.
"Blow him to death!"
"Wait, don't..."
How could the servants in the organ listen to Marco Polo?
We all have no feelings.
If the master has orders, then beat him.
Hit the face, hit it to death.
"Wait, Miledi..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Screams continued, and Miledi finally expressed his anger in his heart.
However, his face was shocked immediately.
He quickly reached into his pants and touched him.
really.
The petrochemical corrosion on my body spread upwards again.
asshole.
They are all this bastard Marco Polo.
"Young guys, tear him apart!"
Marco Polo, who was beaten to no avail of fighting back, did not care about his dignity when he heard this, and his true manly spirit disappeared instantly.
"Miledi...Sir...Let me go...I'll tell you...Who can solve the curse..."
[Author’s off-topic]: Thank you brothers for your support!