"It's true..."

Wang Muzhi, Xuanyuan Dapan and others nodded.

"Come on, fuck them!"

Ding Jilin shouted in the air, and Quzhou Yatou rushed over immediately.

"Tsk tsk!"

The level 155 Indian server archer immediately raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Quzhou duck head? It sounds disgusting. I heard that China is really a food desert. You even eat duck heads. I've seen it. Come on, let's

I will grant you death!"

"well……"

Ding Jilin sighed, "Curry's words are so damn unpleasant, so there's nothing more to say, so beat him!"

Ten seconds later, the battle ended.

Ding Jilin raised his eyebrows slightly, walked out of the invisibility, and said with a smile, "The curry-flavored transformation is so delicious..."

Everyone here in the national server burst into laughter.

…

"Bunch of bastards!"

A high-level Indian knight with a horn-shaped beard gritted his teeth and roared, "Turn everyone around and destroy the Chinese territory first. They are too arrogant!"

The two sides fell into a melee. Ding Jilin fished in troubled waters and quickly ate and drank. In less than 20 minutes, he killed too quickly. The total strength of the troops returned to more than 1,500 again. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared from the front line and went to fight Aotian Panlong again.
Chapter completed!