The sun rises, and the scorching light emerges—

The reason for the ebb and flow of this mutant animal still had to start from ten minutes ago.

Here, there are more and more groups of mutated animals, each of which is madly bumping around, and all the eyes can see are pairs of scarlet eyes, which are terrifying and contradictory.

But when they saw the two fighting figures in the front, they were also full of infinite courage, worshipped their will, and then continued to hold their weapons, killing, killing, killing—

From the original sloppy to the **** and neat, the crazy slaughter mode has been opened, and they have obviously invested in the passion of the battle.

Lou Yanxiao still had a long black knife in front of him, his incomparably handsome complexion had a domineering coldness, a pair of black eyes full of deep coldness shot straight ahead, and his thin lips pursed——

In the next second, he moved, and several energy clusters in front of the long knife spun up and flew up, twice as many as the eight he had seen before, and then saw him swipe the knife dashingly, "Boom boom boom. —"

Sixteen explosion points sounded in unison, and one by one, mushroom clouds mixed with fiery red rose up, like that high fighting will, continued to rise, and fiery jumped.

The screams of wailing, the dripping blood splashed.

The smell of gunpowder smoke from the explosion was mixed with the strong wind, which made his clothes whirring, and the fine black hair flew backwards. A handsome face was completely exposed in front of everyone. It is like a supernatural workmanship, flawless, like the darling of the creator, domineering, noble, and cold, and in the blink of an eye, those infinite black eyes bring unspeakable throbbing.

Worship, yearn for—

Like a god, standing there, like a majestic mountain, with Ling Lie coercion all over his body, he has gained the belief of everyone, take a look, and fight, the fighting consciousness of everyone on the scene is more and more impassioned.

Fan Qianhan stood not far away, her cherry lips twitched slightly, her man is really getting more and more dazzling, fortunately there are not many women present, otherwise there will be another round of self-promotional pillow seats!

"Cousin, cousin—" A tender voice came from not far away, and it was particularly clear in the roar of the beasts and the screams.

Fan Qianhan took his eyes back from Lou Yanxiao's body and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

I saw the little pigeon riding on Coco, happily coming from the mutant animals. Seeing her look over, she waved her hand even more happily.

Seeing this, Fan Qianhan launched another big attack to clean up a wave of mutant animals around, and only then did he see the lineup on the little pigeon's side clearly.

Beside the tiger Coco, there is a slightly shorter leopard Huahua, and there are also little monkeys sitting on its head.

Next to it is the zombie brother and his five younger brothers, all of which are not left behind.

Of course, the most important thing was that she saw that Coco was still holding something in his mouth, which seemed to be a person bound by vines. He also had a lot of blood stains pierced by thorny vines on his body, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot.

"Cousin, cousin, we have brought the big bad guy back." During the period of Fan Qianhan's observation, the little pigeons had already arrived.

"Why are you here?" Fan Qianhan smiled and looked at the little pigeon and her brother while throwing an attack.

"Hey, Huahua and Coco went out to hunt at night, so we came back a little late, just saw this sneaky person, and he will not be attacked by mutant animals, the little pigeon recognized it at a glance. The villain who smiled before, so I caught him." The little pigeon said to Fan Qianhan with a smile, his chin raised, and he looked like I was very smart.

"Oh—" Fan Qianhan raised her eyebrows, looking at the man who was thrown down by Coco, his blood-stained face, but she still recognized this man at a glance, but it was not the God of War before. Li Xinyang!

How could he still be alive?

Didn't you send Zhao Yuyan to kill him before?

She didn't hear any follow-up to escape, she thought that it should be a dead person, but she didn't expect to see Li Xinyang alive.

Fan Qianhan squinted her beautiful peach eyes, and directly condensed a ball of water and hit the unconscious Li Xinyang.

"what--"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his distorted face instantly turned hideous, "It's you, you... how come you are here?"

Li Xinyang gritted his teeth, his eyes fell on Fan Qianhan who was looking down at him, and his red bloodshot eyes shot straight at her.

Fan Qianhan doesn't care at all, and he will not lose a piece of meat if he is looked at with resentment. On the contrary, the little pigeon next to him was angry and kicked him fiercely, "You are not allowed to look at my cousin with such eyes, or I will gouge your eyes out."

The zombie brother next to him also followed suit and kicked, "Hooho——"

But the zombie brother has absolutely no self-control to control his strength. He stepped down, and with a direct cluck, his bones were broken.

"Ah—" Li Xinyang's shrill screams sounded, and those red bloodshot eyes that looked like evil ghosts shrank instantly.

Fan Qianhan: "..." He raised his eyes and looked at the zombie brother beside him, just right, when he saw him looking up, he also looked over, his exposed lips were pursed, revealing the glazed glass, looking directly at him. It seemed that Fan Qianhan could imagine that the pair of blue eyes hidden under the mask must have looked at her extremely innocently.

Looking at Fan Qianhan, his heart softened for a while, and he simply averted his eyes and said nothing. Anyway, Li Xinyang was self-inflicted.

On the other hand, the little pigeon next to him laughed, and clapped his hands and cheered, "Okay, okay, cousin kicked beautifully, so that this rude man dares to look at his cousin like this, deserves it."

"Hooho--" The grievances retreated, and the zombie brother also happily roared with the little pigeon.

Fan Qianhan: "..."