When Yemo Sakya and others were captured by Yu Huo, Yi Di and Yuan Li were fighting for wine by the bonfire in Liangzhu City. Chinese website

All around are magnificent and tall halls unique to foreign races. These halls that are shining in the darkness have not been favored by human warriors such as Yi Di. They lit a bonfire in the flat square and set up clean prey. The aroma of barbecue spreads everywhere, and the smell of mellow wine is even more intoxicating.

The sky is covered with the ground, singing with wine, with fine wine and good meat. Many brothers from the tribe gathered together. Looking up, you can see the bright starry sky and the breeze surrounds you. This is the favorite scene of human warriors.

The tall hall, gorgeous furnishings, pretty maids, and gracefully enjoy these most favorite things from the alien race. The simple and honest human warriors have not yet learned to enjoy these.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that we are so weak that we can't help Ji Hao." He raised a big jar of wine and poured a few sips of strong wine into his belly. Yi Di sighed a little dejectedly: "Ji Hao, the Witch God Realm, has been granted the title of Heaven and Earth, and has the more profound and unfathomable our strength. We have all been left far away."

Yuan Li frowned, and a monkey face wrinkled and ugly: "It's so panicked, so panicked? It's all raised by my parents. Who can get worse than anyone else? Ji Hao's current strength is also a fight from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. We are all dedicated to practicing. Is our luck now worse? How much have you comprehend your twenty-four solar terms arrows?"

Yi Di lowered his head a little embarrassedly, and he laughed dryly and shook his head without saying a word.

The twenty-four solar terms arrows taught by Taoist Yu Yu are powerful and exquisite. He just got some fur and was still far from entering the house. If he could really fully understand this earth-shaking arrow magic power, Yi Di would definitely be able to easily enter the realm of the Witch God.

However, it’s only been a few years since he got this inheritance? He is not the freak of Ji Hao, so how can he make such a fast progress?

Wuzhi Qi still maintained the image of Si Wenming, sitting in the corner with a gloomy face without saying a word. The human warriors around him were all blushing with their faces and instinctively realized that Wuzhi Qi's "Si Wenming" dressed in is very different from usual. Everyone subconsciously did not want to get close to him, so no one came to tease him.

Sitting alone in the corner of the shadow, Wu Zhiqi frowned and turned to ponder his future prospects.

Yuan Li doesn't have to worry. He had a good relationship with Ji Hao and joined the disciple of Taoist Yu Yu. With such a big backer, who could hurt Yuan Li? But Wuzhi Qi himself, as one of the eight important officials of the Gonggong clan, caused a great flood to disrupt the world. He Wuzhi Qi followed Gonggong clan and did some things that hurt the heavens and harmed the truth.

Can the human race let go of this hatred? Even with the guarantee of Ji Hao and Si Wenming, Wuzhi Qi is still worried about his future. Perhaps, he should leave now? But even if he absconded, where can he escape?

Thinking of the annoyance, Wuzhiqi picked up a huge wine bowl, drank three or five kilograms of strong wine in one gulp, and cursed with gritted teeth: "Damn Gonggong, I deserve to be the last of my descendants. I am always my water god in the Huaihe River and enjoy endlessly. You have to take me to rebel. If it is done, it will be fine, but it will be resolved by the children's casual hands in a few seconds. You are cheating!"

With a cursing voice, Wu Zhiqi looked around again, and a layer of blood was faintly covered in his eyes. His fierce aura burst out. Now he wanted to find a few unlucky guys to beat him up. It would be even better if he could hammer them into meat pies.

But looking around, there were people drinking and having fun by bonfires. The human warriors who were selected by Ji Hao to Panheng World, who had just returned to Pangu World with the Catastrophe City. Wuzhi Qi was like a murderous intention in his heart, but he knew that he could not attack these human warriors, otherwise even if he had done his best to atone for his sins, he would not have any good results in the future.

"In the middle of the night, the moon is dark and the wind is high. Go to Liangzhu City to find a few unlucky guys to breathe?" The people around him could not do anything, and Wuzhi Qi had some dark and bad thoughts. He squinted his eyes, his eyes turned red, and he couldn't wait to have some fun now.

"It was all Di Shikha that fooled the old fool of Gonggong. He wanted to conquer the Pangu world with a big flood, but it turned out to be a huge joke." Wu Zhiqi gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Di Shikha, the Inish clan? Well, where is his home station in Liangzhu City? It seemed like he had passed by last time? Tsk, I don't know how many living people there are in his family now."

His eyes flashed and he looked around for a while. Wuzhi Qi slowly stood up and walked out with Si Wenming's face.

The sound of light footsteps came, and the smiling Bharagakara walked over quickly with a huge jar of wine and a dozen guards. As he walked, Bharagakara smiled and said, "Master Yidi, try the 'Snow God Wine' brewed by my Yanyue lineage using the secret method. This wine is so cold that it is hard to bear, but it contains a ray of acquired pure yang energy, which is the most capable of nourishing the soul."

Shaking the jar of wine in my hand, Bharakaya said mysteriously: "This wine is difficult to brew, the materials are the most difficult to collect. There are not many jars in my tribe."

While speaking, Bharakah brought the wine jar and the guards to Yi Di and Yuan Li.

Yi Di and Yuan Li are both people who love wine. When they heard the mysterious introduction of Bharakaya, the two of them were already drunk and looked at the jar of wine in their hands with a drooling look.

Brahka smiled and brought the wine jar to the two of them. The thick black-glazed pottery jar shattered, and a large piece of white wine turned into strands of extremely thin needles and whistled towards Yi Di and Yuan Li.

Yi Di's rosy clothes suddenly lit up, and the tough feathers spewed out a slight light, resisting the assassination of the long needles of the wine.

Yuan Li's body shook, and his body turned into a ray of silver cold light and rushed far away. When the Taiyin escape technique was used, none of the Long March could touch his body.

Bharakah didn't care whether his attack hurt Yi Di and Yuan Li or not. He screamed at the top of his lungs: "Kill! Kill all these lowly and stupid natives! Dedicate their souls to the supreme master!"

As a wise man from a foreign race, Bharagak blatantly pulled out a heavy wolf-toothed machete and slashed a drunken human warrior with a vicious slash. Poor that the Dongyi warrior was chopped into two pieces by the crazy Bharagak.

Countless eyes shone with muddy lights. The alien warriors who were completely uncontrolled by themselves rushed out of the darkness in a crazy way, rushing towards the at a loss like a tide.

The swords, spears, swords and halberds were cut down randomly, and thousands of human soldiers who were unprepared were released on the spot, and blood was sprinkled all over the ground. (To be continued.)
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