Eight Hundred and Eighty-Five the Most Cruel Fireworks

In the tranquil Baihua City, on the edge of the sapphire blue sky, there are towering green trees, and the sparks from the blasted plane bloom in the sky, one after another. ~~щww~suimеng~lā

"Mother."

An Ran heard the whispering sound of the doll beside her legs, she lowered her head, and the hand that dropped was gently grasped by the doll. With her small face raised, the doll pointed at the fighter plane that exploded in the sky, and asked:

"Mom, what is this?"

"Fireworks." An Ran raised her head again, looked at the sky, another fighter plane was blown up, she murmured: "The most cruel fireworks in this world."

She is a person who does not like to create evil. She has always been a person who will not offend me, and I will not offend others, but the rabbit will jump over the wall if it is cornered. few people.

Then let's fight, for a foothold, this battle is necessary.

The killing continues, corpses are strewn across the field, blood is dripping all over the ground, Zhan Lian guards the North Road, people come to kill, gods come to kill gods, those who are not afraid of death, just come.

Mutated flowers, attracted by blood, grew uncontrollably all over the north gate. Looking around, there was a red flower growing on the blood water, and occasionally one or two pink flowers. With the fresh fragrance, the people of Baihua City became more courageous and energetic as they fought, as if they had obtained some secret recipe for refreshing their minds, and they did not feel tired.

Under such momentum, many bases who came to make troubles stopped their offensive and did not dare to take a step forward, but they were not reconciled to retreating so easily. The north gate of Baihua City gradually stopped.

But, is it just such an unclear confrontation?

Then it’s not called taking the initiative to fight, that’s called passively fighting. Zhan Lian, a combatant, hadn’t waited half a day. He only let the people in his hands take a short rest, and then woke up everyone. He drove the captured chariot, Take the initiative.

He just wants to scare those people, or don't send troops to Baihua City, and if they are sent, they have to go back.

Some water-type wood-types who just wanted to sacrifice their lives were sent back to farm, the earth-type stood behind the fire-type, and the metal-type rushed to the front.

Before Zhan Lian led the gold-type superhuman, he got close to the enemy on the opposite side, and the enemy on the opposite side ran away a lot. The earth-type superhuman from Baihua City was at the back and ran, and he was not in a hurry. As soon as Zhan Lian got on fire with the opponent, the earth-type supernatural powers began to crack the ground.

This is a contest on the ground. It protects the earth-type supernatural powers very well. The Hundred Flowers City, which is particularly concentrated, has the upper hand. Many people died in the opponent's base. Before the opponent knelt down and begged for mercy , the rescue team from Baihua City rushed up again and started to save people.

Everyone fished out the corpses that were still in good condition from the cracks, sent them back to Baihua City, resurrected Liu Shasha, and then put them all in the south, or put them in the mutant forest as a blood bank.

Hu Zheng also lived up to An Ran's expectations. Since he is taking the initiative to attack, if he doesn't go out and destroy one or two bases, how can he call it an active attack?

Just when Zhan Lian was outside the north gate of Baihua City, and the enemies were crying and howling, Hu Zheng led the people from the Times Base and began to march towards their nearest base, but that base was too weak to wait for Hu Zheng's men to arrive. , I heard that all the supernatural beings in Baihua City were leaving the city, and they were going to take the initiative to fight. The small base closest to the era base, I ran over to surrender first.