Ling Long used the power of ice to condense pure ice water into his delicate palm. Chu Menghen held her soft Yi and gently sucked the nectar with Ling Long's body fragrance with his thirsty lips. Then he held the slightly cold little hand tightly on his cheek with both hands. Two lines of hot tears gushed out, and inexplicable pain shattered his heart.
Ling Long could feel Chu Menghen's sadness and helplessness, and took the initiative to walk forward and press his delicate body against him, hoping to use his tenderness to try to resolve the pain in Chu Menghen's heart.
"Shasha~~!" The pursuers in the distance were approaching. Although they were just ignorantly storming in this area, they were also moving forward very carefully, for fear that a certain monster would suddenly start to hurt people.
Chu Menghen's face was gloomy. He stretched out the big sniper from the storage ring and replaced it with an ordinary magazine. In dealing with these seven-eight-star magic weapons, the ordinary gold warhead was enough to take their lives.
"Long'er~~, go back to their backs, and no one can be let go~! Well~~, don't kill the eight-star magic weapon in the lead. I want to know who is instructing all this behind the scenes!!"
"Okay~~, Chu Lang is careful~~!" Ling Long said, and his body floated and quickly sank into the jungle...
Chu Menghen took a few deep breaths, calmed down to calm down his sadness, closed his eyes and spread thoughts, and the sea of thoughts was collected within a thousand meters ahead.
He changed the large sniper to the fully automatic loading method, which he personally transformed! Take out two spare magazines and put them aside, twist the silencer, lock the two magic weapons in front and back lines, and pull the trigger steadily!
"Puff puff puff puff puff~~!!" He fired continuously, and the gold bullets were like the death darts of the Hell Demon God, constantly harvesting the seven-star demon martial artists who were chasing him.
Ten magic weapons, nine of them were instantly shot, and only one person was left with his legs broken. Just as he was about to shout, he was stuffed into his mouth by a piece of frozen ice.
Ling Long took the guy to Chu Menghen and stretched out his hand to melt the ice. The guy's tongue was frozen. Just as he was about to wuwu, he saw a sharp Karao knife crossing his neck.
As an eight-star magic weapon at the level of the team leader, he certainly knew the sharpness of this quasi-artifact. It was one of the finest products produced by Graceburg, and it was a steel blade that all magic weapons could not put down! Therefore, he was about to shout and hurriedly went back.
"I just want to know which force you belong to, and who is chasing me~!" Chu Menghen's cold voice made Ling Long tremble.
"I~~ I said that, did you let me go?" asked the Eight-Star Magic Wu carefully.
"As a smart person, you know~! How could I let you go~?"
"Then~, I won't say it anymore, it's still a death anyway~!" When the Eight-Star Magic Martial Arts heard this, his neck was stuttered, and his eyes closed and rubbed hard at the Kazhu knife.
Chu Menghen pulled his hand slightly, slapped the guy with the back of the Kazhu knife, and then said to Ling Long: "Let's leave here first and enter the village ahead as fast as possible. I will slowly examine this guy!"
After saying that, Chu Menghen put the eight-star magic weapon into the god-level storage ring.
Ling Long naturally knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly carried Chu Menghen and rushed out of the forest at a rapid speed and rushed towards the village in the distance.