Douluo's Gourd

"hiss!"

Wang Xiaofeng didn't notice Nidia's embarrassment, because he was completely attracted by the situation in front of him.

It was a spirited steed rushing out of the endless darkness at the end of the snack street. It came like a mountain covered in night, and its metal patterned armor was covered with lightning, and its white fur was bathed in crystal rain. , Four thick and powerful hooves dug out shocking cracks one after another on the stone road!

The 400-year-old four-legged horse beast came in the darkness, and then stopped abruptly in front of the two of them.

Thunder dust shot out from its nostrils, its nimble eyes stared at Wang Xiaofeng like this, Wang Xiaofeng could even see the disdain in its eyes.

The four-legged horse beast has an extremely arrogant personality. Except for its master who tames it, other humans are ignored by it.

Wang Xiaofeng felt that it really had the qualifications to be so proud, because the owner on its back was indeed very handsome.

He wears a majestic iron mask, and the only two pupils that are exposed radiate a golden color comparable to thunder. His armor refracts the thunder and is bathed in violent thunder arcs. The point of the spear that shines with lightning is pointed at Wang Xiaofeng, like a god controlling thunder. .

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the opponent's weapon pointed at him, raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at Nidia: "What does this mean?"

Asked by Wang Xiaofeng, Nidia's tender cheeks instantly turned pink.

She explained coyly: "I haven't had time to tell my family about the two of us. My second brother may regard you as a little boy who cheats on food and drink."

"Oh, I understand." Wang Xiaofeng nodded, carrying the gift bag in his hand, he walked up to the black armored army who was staring straight ahead and abiding by military discipline.

Without saying a word, Wang Xiaofeng stuffed all the bags in his hand to them: "Here, this belongs to your lady, please take a good look at it."

Several black armor soldiers took the bag in a hurry, with a confused look on their faces: Didn't I come to help Commander Zhou lead the town, why do I feel like I suddenly became a bag-carrying boy.

The squad leader standing aside was afraid that these people would be ignorant, so he quickly signaled with his eyes: "Why are you still standing there, take it quickly."

A few people stared blankly at their captain winking. Although they didn't understand what it meant, the tacit understanding cultivated over the years still made them feel the breath of extra training, and quickly hid in the corner with big bags and small bags.

"My second brother grew up in the army since he was a child. He is highly skilled, and he was already level 58 half a year ago. You should be careful later."

Although Nidia lowered her voice, everyone present is a soul master, and this volume is no different from speaking loudly in front of others.

On Tuesday, the young master's brows hidden under the mask were raised even higher, it's fine that his sister doesn't care about him, and she actually reminded this little boy in a soft voice.

He has never experienced this kind of treatment at home!

"For the sake of my sister liking you so much, I will be gentler later."

Hit until the whole body is broken!

On Tuesday, the young master glanced at Wang Xiaofeng expressionlessly, without saying anything, and silently made his family's unique skill, the Zhou family's marksmanship.

At this moment, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression—the anger from his brother!

Wang Xiaofeng cast a speechless glance at Nidia, seeing what you've done.

Nidia stuck out her tongue, her eyes full of slyness.

"How dare you flirt with Third Sister in front of me, you're courting death!"

The thick lightning connects the sky and the earth, and the four-legged horse beast straddling the thunder is like an out-of-control Tesla, rushing towards Wang Xiaofeng crazily!

"Such a scene is really exaggerated, just like the advent of Thor."

Wang Xiaofeng picked up the gourd at his waist with one hand, and tossed it lightly. The gourd instantly grew bigger in mid-air, and then fell heavily on the ground, making a big hole.

Wang Xiaofeng held the gourd with one hand, directly blocked the lightning strike that was enough to smash a strong man into minced meat, and he didn't even move half a step.

With his right hand, he clasped Nidia's wrist tightly and threw it towards the black armored army in the distance like throwing a rag doll.

Since the gods have come, then he, a person who does not respect the gods, should smash this god in the thunderstorm down to the mortal world!

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