58 Lucky Watson
1279 Words
A huge airship slowly descended from high altitude.
The female soldiers moved antiques, famous paintings, gold and silver utensils into the airship.
As there were fewer and fewer things on the ground, the female soldiers continued to turn into streams of light, injected into Kassel standing in front of the castle gate, and Kassel's momentum became stronger and stronger. With every streamer entering the body, his strength seemed to increase by a point.
In the end, a female soldier walked out of the castle carrying a special metal box.
The glamorous female soldier saluted Kassel: "My emperor! All the valuables in the castle have been emptied."
Kassel nodded non-committal.
He reached out and grabbed the automatic rifle in the hand of a female soldier, and directed at the twenty-odd thoroughbred horses in the stable, which was a random sweep.
One of the tall steeds hissed and fell to the ground, the pungent horse blood dripping all over the ground.
"It's a pity that these horses were too late to be transported away."
Kassel sighed, shaking his head.
Seeing the blood flowing, Han Xiaoyan instinctively licked the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have some thoughts about the blood.
Wu Hai looked at the female soldier carrying the metal box in shock.
If he didn't have a fever, he remembered that in Roy Adams' study, there should be three such metal boxes, which contained all the treasures of Adams's family, but why did this female soldier only move out?
His heart beat slightly, and Wu Hai was surprised, unable to control his blood flow.
"Ok?"
Kassel, who was a hundred meters away, suddenly turned and looked here.
The silver light in his eyes surged, and he didn't know where he pulled out a very thin, extremely tough soft sword.
Kassel's shaking hands is a sword, and he slashed towards Wu Hai!
"boom!"
A moon arc-shaped sword energy that was less than half a minute wide and more than ten meters long, tore the ground and swept towards Wu Hai.
However, it happened that Han Xiaoyan fell between Wu Hai and Kassel. This sword spirit must first be split into two parts before it could hurt Wu Hai.
"I bought a watch last year! You never let go of the dead?"
Han Xiaoyan roared angrily, and a large black corpse qi rushed out of him with a strong death and chill.
The earth trembled fiercely, and Han Xiaoyan jumped up to a height of more than 100 meters with a "swish".
His eyes shot thick blood, Han Xiaoyan crushed the head of the devil's head of the crystal wand in his hand, and muttered a few weird words.
The inside of the crystal stick was full of blood, and the shattered head turned into a puff of black smoke with piercing whistling and was injected into the stick body.
With a wave of his hand, the stick body shot Kassel with a thick smoke.
Kassel sneered, and with a light wave of his left hand, a large silver light flickered in front of him, and nearly a hundred beautiful and beautiful women armed with all appeared in front of him.
As soon as these women appeared, they pulled the trigger of their guns!
A large rain of bullets whizzed toward the Drought Xiaoyan, and even female soldiers carried small-caliber guns. The dull sound of the guns shook people's ears.
The silver sword qi just swept from the feet of Drought Xiaoyan, and dozens of tall fig trees in the dense forest behind were blocked by the sword qi.
Han Xiaoyan looked down, and he was shocked to find that Wu Hai had disappeared long ago!
As early as when Kassel took out his sword, Wu Hai was already running the "floating light and glimpse of the shadows" with all his strength, and his whole person instantly resembled the people of the Shadow Demon tribe. He slid against the ground and sprang out over a hundred meters in the dense forest. Crushing the crystal rod in his hand to launch a counterattack, he already had more than a dozen afterimages, and several ups and downs ran without whereabouts.
Floating Light and Glimpse is the secret technique of the Shadow Demon Race, once it escapes, it will disappear instantly.
"People of these days are so f*****g loyal!"
Han Xiaoyan snarled with extreme anger.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he vomited on the black smoke that was rushing away.
At the same time, five demon heads the size of water tanks emerged from the black smoke. The five demon gods grinned and screamed, greedily rushing towards Kassel, who was protected by the female corps.
The bullet rain hit Han Xiaoyan with a muffled grunt, and was blown upside down.
He swayed down from the air, and as soon as his feet landed, he stomped on the ground fiercely.
The ground with a radius of more than ten meters sank several inches at the same time, and several large trees near and far exploded from the roots of the trees at the same time.
With this stomping force, Han Xiaoying rushed into the dense forest across more than two hundred meters like an out-of-bore cannonball, and also disappeared among several bullets.
At the same time, the black smoke wrapped the head of the demon god and fell, and the biting cold air swept across the lake next to Kassel, suddenly covering an inch of black ice.
This scene shocked Casal!
He hurriedly backed away, and the more than one hundred female soldiers in front of him had been covered by the black smoke, and the unpleasant chewing sound continued to come from the thick black smoke. Kassel's face suddenly turned white, and two dazzling blood stains slowly dripped from his nostrils. He had lost his sense of more than a hundred female soldiers.
"What a horrible death!"
Cassell whispered, "Quick, this is not dark magic, it should be the Daoism of those damn Orientals. Damn, what are they doing in the West? This is the place of the f*****g bright Holy See, Orientals. What are you doing here?"
Obviously, there was a trace of fear on Kassel's face.
After cursing a few words in a low voice, Kassel hurriedly turned all the female soldiers into streamers and sucked them back into the body. He jumped onto the airship, commanded the airship, and quickly lifted off to the east.
...
Wu Hai went around a huge circle and came to the hillside behind the castle.
Sure enough, as he expected, he found Watson among the thorny bushes surrounded by fig trees on the hillside.
Among the thorn bushes, Watson, whose clothes were tattered and tattered by the thorns, was hugging two metal boxes and curled up in a hole in the ground. His forehead was against the ground and his buttocks were facing the sky. His mouth kept whispering. Screaming: "Oh, gods! Oh, gods! Oh, my great gods! Bless me, from being killed by these terrible people!"
A wish was made to almost all the sacreds on Atlantis, and Watson whispered to his ancestors again: "Great Almighty Ancestor, please bless me from this trouble! Oh, I It is your most direct descendant, the king of the Imperial League, please forgive me for my previous sins, and bless me to return to the base smoothly and safely. I will treat the adults of the Imperial League sincerely!"
Standing quietly behind him, Wu Hai dumbly looked at Watson, who was shivering like a quail.
"Watson! You are so f*****g talented!"
Wu Hai gave a fierce kick to Watson's puckered butt.
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