"Damn it, this place!! I really want to burn them with a fire... "
“……”
With their accomplishments, if they encounter enemies, they are not afraid, just kill them.
Happened to encounter such a large area of thorns, as they cut, but the more stained with clothes, stung them all over the pain.
For a while, everyone did not want to satirize Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin. They just took off their cloaks and scarves and picked out the thorns on their clothes.
Suddenly --
"what the hell is this..."
The third in front of him suddenly stopped and raised his head in a strange cry.
People were originally bent to pick the thorns, but now the cold does not Ding's one head, suddenly Lengzheng is there.
"This is..."
In front of them, there was a wall of thorns.
The city wall is high and grey, covering half the sky.
"It's not a thorn tree, is it?"
Old six subconsciously with the hand to touch, suddenly a pain cry.
"Damn it..."
His fingers were pricked by thorns and put them in his mouth in pain.
Before he raised his head, the thorns in front of him suddenly moved, a long branch, suddenly wrapped around his waist, mercilessly pulled.
"Ah..."
Old six's screams echoed in the empty valley.
Other people in that moment, instinctively look up, the moment of Leng there.
Dark green thorns, bright red along the body of six gurgling left.
And the blood said, those thorns are like dried sponge, wantonly absorb the sweetness of blood.
"Help me Help me... "
The old six, who was suspended from his waist, was also very weak in his cry for help.
Thorns of acupuncture, completely into his body, pierced through the viscera, pain he spoke very hard, not to mention the hands of resistance.