This scene came too quickly, and when the clan and the demon clan found them, the thorn pig chief had disappeared in the flames.

"Fuck! This pig is too dangerous, and he almost succeeded in a sneak attack!"

Heibao moved a bit (body sh n), and he was really dizzy and venomous.

But it's not dead.

After all, his body is a thick, thick ((rourou) rou) dragon.

Even in the human form, his defense was greatly reduced, but it wasn't just a monster who could kill him with a single punch.

The patriarch is dead?

By this moment, all the other stingers had yet to believe the facts before them.

Especially pig Junjie, Dad is their god, without Dad, they are a group of piglets that can be slaughtered by others.

"father……"

The silly pig Junjie suddenly cried!

This frightened the other stingers.

What to do, the patriarch is dead, are we fighting or fleeing?

"Snapped!"

Just when Zhu Junjie was blinded, crying suddenly felt that his shoulder was patted.

There was a voice in my ear: "Ah! Festival is by the way!"

The sound is more familiar. Zhu Junjie turned around and looked. Who else is Heibao?

He froze, what does this mean?

Nima! You (kill sha) my dad came to comfort me?

I fight with you!

Sadness and anger made him lose his mind.

Crazy (sha-sha) intentions ignited in the eyes.

I want revenge!

Huh!

A loud roar came out of Zhu Junjie's mouth.

Wow!

His head immediately turned into a pig's head, turning his head and biting into the arteries on Heibao's neck.

I want to drink your blood!

The human (body sh n) mill-sized pig's head and steel cone-like teeth came to the edge of Heibao's neck with a thunderstorm.

Pig Junjie's eyes flashed bloodthirsty and excited.

He thought he could get revenge on his dad soon!

But just then, a **** hand suddenly locked his neck.

Just half an inch!

Zhu Junjie held his neck tightly, and the pig's head stretched and stretched, but he couldn't reach Heibao's neck.

He could smell the fresh blood flowing in the blood vessels.

Click! Click!

Bite if you can't bite!

Pig Junjie bit madly ...

Heibao was not angry, but (exposed) a particularly magical expression (love).

"Ah! Try harder, it's half an inch!"

"It's a pity! I didn't bite, try again!"

Pig Junjie bit madly, and Heibao rubbed his neck, waiting for excited eyes to cheer Pig Junjie.

Seeing this scene, the entire audience looked silly!

This ... can you still play like this?

Who is this dark-faced man? Is he so playful?

They watch Hei Baole not tired of playing-playing with pig Junjie, they all have an unreal feeling like dream.

According to the legend, Zhang Xing was extremely cold, (sha Sha) did not show resignation from the demon tribe, and (dry gan) net profit.

But haven't heard that he still has such a big (strong qiang) subordinate?

Looking at Heibao's intensive look and the crazy gesture of Zhu Junjie, the tension suddenly disappeared.

Many young people in the ethnic group laughed out loud.

This smile ...

Heibao has more spirit.

Snapped!

Slap on the head of Zhu Junjie.

"Are you a pig? It's not useful to give you a chance!"

Snapped!

"It's half an inch. Can you make a little effort!"

"Hum! Hum!"

Pig Junjie kept on kicking his legs, waving his hands, and screaming pigs in his nose.

No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't move forward.

In addition, Heibao held his neck with the palm of his hand, which just didn't let you use more strength.

Pig Junjie's crazy energy quickly passed.

What follows is infinite fear.

He thought of the plight of Dad, he thought of (death si) death!