Chapter 83 Beast Ear Mother's Wish (16)

The skinny goblin hides in the crowded crowd, with sinister and smug eyes, hiding in dark corners. His sharp voice instantly made the tower-like Iluo eyes turn a little scarlet...

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In this dirty and noisy environment in the hall, the catgirl with keen senses was so suffocated from the beginning that she could hardly breathe.

At this moment, she narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced back.

The path was blocked by someone maliciously behind them, and in the small hall of the mercenary union, excited and calculating mercenaries were watching them, and provocative words came wave after wave.

Xia Qiu saw the scarlet in Yiluo's angry eyes, and his heart tensed.

No matter which world, the Berserker's emotions are easy to provoke. If she really fights, the wood magic she knows will only be a wood-based strangulation. Even if it is displayed, it is a fantasy to want to directly hang the Berserker.

The animal claws can probably cause damage, but once the identity of the cat-ear mother is exposed in public, it will inevitably cause even greater disturbances...

But if she is forced to be helpless, she can't care so much! Xia Qiu looked at Yiluo, whose eyes were scarlet and his nose was blowing rough air. Obviously, this battle could not be avoided!

"Musheng strangling!"

If you want to fight, then strike first!

"Drink!" With a huge fist, the muscles on his arms skyrocketed, and the wind was wrapped in it, Yiluo punched Xia Qiu with a punch. If the wind brought by this force really hit Xia Qiu, the latter would definitely be smashed into flesh. mud!

The expressions of the people in the audience instantly became excited, and most of them entered the Hopeless Forest and never came back.

The skinny people were knocked to the ground, and the rough floor was stained red with blood... The misery of others was a good medicine for them to relieve the pressure of death! They can't wait to witness this bloody feast!

One second faster than a fist blow!

A green magic circle burst out at Yiluo's feet in an instant, and the wildly growing vines were like maggots in the tarsus, and the fists that were not waiting to be blasted fell. The vines were instantly controlled by Xia Qiu, unable to move, but the situation fell into a stalemate.

Xia Qiujie noted that looking at the ferocious-looking Berserker, he moved his steps to the side calmly.

"Iluo! I have no grievances or enmity with you, but just bumping into you can't be a life-and-death struggle?! Please wake up!"

Yiluo's rough face was a little loose.

"Hey, the magician is cowardly, Yiluo, you won't be cowardly too?! You still dare to go to Xiao to miss Ali?" In the restlessness, a cold man's voice came from the corner.

Xia Qiu's corner of the light quickly glanced over there, the black suit was obviously an assassin, and a blond female archer was standing beside the man, who was obviously a yield team with Yiluo...

"Xiyi! You don't need to talk more!" he shouted rudely, and Yiluo here has completely lost his mind. The scarlet eyes at the bottom of the eyes completely lost their minds, and the vigorous muscles were like arched hills, and the vines that were trying to strangle them suddenly burst open.

Before stepping on the vine, the vines were completely freed, and the figure like the Illo Tower was like a black shadow, completely shrouding Xia Qiu and Yi Han, and raised his fist again.

Xia Qiu dragged Yi Han back, but the little boy was like a rock at this moment, and he couldn't move no matter how much he pulled.

The reason in the golden eyes pressed the storm swept by the killing intent, and the fuzzy black fire was regularly retracted and released on Yi Han's small body, obviously not stable.

The fist wind whistled and slammed straight at Yi Han. Xia Qiu bit his lip, and his white hand instantly turned into a cat's claws, but was suppressed by an inexplicable force.

At this moment, the black fire on Yi Han's body suddenly rose, and another extremely powerful breath instantly dragged the goblin and the cold man out of the corner.

Whether it's a Tier 3 Berserker, Tier 4 Assassin, Goblin...

There was still a shocked or distorted look on his face, and he didn't even scream, and he was instantly burned by the swept black fire to fly ashes...

The entire mercenary hall was as silent as death.

Transparent black fire shrouded Yi Han's body, and the five- or six-year-old boy's sullen golden eyes were like Shura, with the madness that would destroy everything. Suddenly, with a sinister smile on his cute little face, he turned to glance at the people in the hall.