Chapter 934
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Northern Europe, a very cold place.
One person, one dog, move forward slowly.
Tang Long was dressed in black leather and his shoulders were covered with snow.
In two months, one man and one dog killed from the east to the West. After ten decimal wars, they killed countless blood and finally came here.
Not far ahead is the nest of the Duke of Vientiane.
The purpose of Tang Long is to turn over here, kill the old bastard known as the "immortal Duke" and go back with his head to pay tribute to the old handsome town Nantian.
"Lao Huang!"
"Huang Xiaotian" shakes off the snow on his body and raises his dog's head to look at Tang long. In the past two months, there has been a tacit understanding between a man, a dog and a snake.
"Miss home?" Tang Long asked casually as he walked.
Home?
Fish head village?
Lao Huang couldn't help but think of old cattle, coquettish foxes, mice and so on. He said, "you don't think much if you don't say it. You really think a little when you say so."
Tang Long smiled, stopped and looked at the white mountain not far ahead: "I want to!"
The wind was biting, but there was an unusual smell on the surrounding white snow, as if some predator was staring at them and trying to give them a swift blow.
"Soon, let's go back when we kill the old man!"
Tang Long muttered in his mouth. He didn't know when he had more tactical blades in his hand. He waved them aside quickly. A red line suddenly appeared in the empty place. As the red line gradually grew larger, blood droplets flowed down, and then he saw a figure slowly fall down.
It's not an invisible person. It's just some eye blocking methods, plus some array auxiliary effects.
Since the Duke of Vientiane knew that Tang Long was chasing him, he would not wait to die. In fact, Tang long had already made a hand with the other party, but the old cunning finally let him run away.
Along the way, there was no lack of containment!
Tang Long didn't care about the lying corpse at all. His eyes kept staring at the white mountain in front of him.
"The last battle!"
"Kill!"
"Wang Wang!"
One person, one dog and a strange red line came and covered with corpses.
When approaching the white mountain, several monsters, more than three meters tall and with white hair on their bodies, stood in front of Tang long.
"The legendary savage? Or the animal mixed by genetic hybridization?"
Tang Long frowned and whispered to himself, as if he were asking each other or talking to himself.
"Leave or die!"
The other party's words are somewhat blunt, not as good as Lao Huang's voice.
Tang Long stared into the eyes of these hairy monsters and didn't rush to do it, as if he wanted to read something from their eyes.
"Are you descendants of Xueshan nationality?"
Tang Long stared at the tallest long haired monster in front and asked slowly.
I don't know whether it's because I looked into Tang Long's eyes or something else. Silk confusion and surprise gradually appeared in the big man's eyes.
"I, son of snow God!"
"Son of snow God?" Tang Long repeated these four words, sighed slightly, and said softly, "since you are the last remnant of the snow mountain, why do you stop in front of me?"
As Tang Long's voice fell, the largest long haired monster fell upside down on the snow, snoring. The situation of the following long haired monsters was similar to that of him.
Tang Long is not a cold bloodthirsty machine, so he doesn't want to turn all the people in front of him into cold corpses.
Snow mountain survivors,
There are many incredible legends, but the number of this race on the earth is absolutely rare. Maybe Tang Long killed the ones in front of him, no, they would destroy the race.
I can't bear it. I'd better keep them. From their eyes, they also meet the standard of living.
He raised his legs and walked towards the ancient castle in front of him.
yes,
A magnificent ancient castle.
Not yet, but this one is right in front of you.
When he got to the inside of the castle, Tang Long was also a little tired, and many wounds were added to his body, large and small.
But he knew it was worth it!
In a luxurious hall, there is a very long table, about ten or twenty meters long.
At the other end of the table, there was an old man with white hair, wrinkled face and full of vicissitudes and decay. On the table opposite him, there was a large goblet with at least two liters, which was filled with bright red liquid.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Looking at Tang Long who came today, he said with a smile and raised his hand tremblingly: "sit down!"
Tang Long's face was plain. He went to the other end and opened the silver chair. After sitting down, he said with a smile: "has his neck been cleaned?"
"In fact, there may be some misunderstanding between us!"
The Duke of Vientiane shook his head, Looking a little helpless, he said: "in fact, zhennantian and I are old friends. We knew each other long ago. Even at that time, he was still very young. Well, maybe younger than you are now. The time is really fast. He has changed a little from youth to middle age and then to old age, but I am still the same as before, still old, still confused and helpless, and there is no change at all."
Tang Long yawned, smiled and said, "don't worry, it will make you a little change today. They all say you can't die. I want to see if you will die if you take your head off."
"Hehe, you are still too young."
The Duke of Vientiane laughed, shook his head slowly and asked, "do you want to eat first?"
"Your last supper?" Tang Long asked.
The Duke of Vientiane shook his head and said, "I can tell you something about the past and why western people don't go east and why zhennantian died. You may not be interested in other things, but in the end, you may dare to be interested."
Tang Long frowned a little, picked up the table cloth and put it on his leg.
"I appreciate the child zhennantian, and the degree of friendship between us is not low. In most cases, if he has any trouble, I will even, or am willing to help him."
The Duke of Vientiane picked up the knife and fork with a withered hand and cut the thick and fat steak on the plate in front of him. It was only about half cooked. As the knife cut down, the blood flowed all over the plate.
Then slowly put the meat into your mouth and chew it gently.
Tang long felt the excitement of his thigh, but the pain soon dissipated and his eyebrows spread. Tang Long was not in a hurry to get up or interrupt the other party's forced opening.
"But you also know that people are inferior animals. When choosing between friends and themselves, they often choose themselves. In most cases, they choose themselves. But between friends and fate, life and death, and youth, they often choose the latter, choose themselves, choose youth, and choose to live!"
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Northern Europe, a very cold place.
One person, one dog, move forward slowly.
Tang Long was dressed in black leather and his shoulders were covered with snow.
In two months, one man and one dog killed from the east to the West. After ten decimal wars, they killed countless blood and finally came here.
Not far ahead is the nest of the Duke of Vientiane.
The purpose of Tang Long is to turn over here, kill the old bastard known as the "immortal Duke" and go back with his head to pay tribute to the old handsome town Nantian.
"Lao Huang!"
"Huang Xiaotian" shakes off the snow on his body and raises his dog's head to look at Tang long. In the past two months, there has been a tacit understanding between a man, a dog and a snake.
"Miss home?" Tang Long asked casually as he walked.
Home?
Fish head village?
Lao Huang couldn't help but think of old cattle, coquettish foxes, mice and so on. He said, "you don't think much if you don't say it. You really think a little when you say so."
Tang Long smiled, stopped and looked at the white mountain not far ahead: "I want to!"
The wind was biting, but there was an unusual smell on the surrounding white snow, as if some predator was staring at them and trying to give them a swift blow.
"Soon, let's go back when we kill the old man!"
Tang Long muttered in his mouth. He didn't know when he had more tactical blades in his hand. He waved them aside quickly. A red line suddenly appeared in the empty place. As the red line gradually grew larger, blood droplets flowed down, and then he saw a figure slowly fall down.
It's not an invisible person. It's just some eye blocking methods, plus some array auxiliary effects.
Since the Duke of Vientiane knew that Tang Long was chasing him, he would not wait to die. In fact, Tang long had already made a hand with the other party, but the old cunning finally let him run away.
Along the way, there was no lack of containment!
Tang Long didn't care about the lying corpse at all. His eyes kept staring at the white mountain in front of him.
"The last battle!"
"Kill!"
"Wang Wang!"
One person, one dog and a strange red line came and covered with corpses.
When approaching the white mountain, several monsters, more than three meters tall and with white hair on their bodies, stood in front of Tang long.
"The legendary savage? Or the animal mixed by genetic hybridization?"
Tang Long frowned and whispered to himself, as if he were asking each other or talking to himself.
"Leave or die!"
The other party's words are somewhat blunt, not as good as Lao Huang's voice.
Tang Long stared into the eyes of these hairy monsters and didn't rush to do it, as if he wanted to read something from their eyes.
"Are you descendants of Xueshan nationality?"
Tang Long stared at the tallest long haired monster in front and asked slowly.
I don't know whether it's because I looked into Tang Long's eyes or something else. Silk confusion and surprise gradually appeared in the big man's eyes.
"I, son of snow God!"
"Son of snow God?" Tang Long repeated these four words, sighed slightly, and said softly, "since you are the last remnant of the snow mountain, why do you stop in front of me?"
As Tang Long's voice fell, the largest long haired monster fell upside down on the snow, snoring. The situation of the following long haired monsters was similar to that of him.
Tang Long is not a cold bloodthirsty machine, so he doesn't want to turn all the people in front of him into cold corpses.
Snow mountain survivors,
There are many incredible legends, but the number of this race on the earth is absolutely rare. Maybe Tang Long killed the ones in front of him, no, they would destroy the race.
I can't bear it. I'd better keep them. From their eyes, they also meet the standard of living.
He raised his legs and walked towards the ancient castle in front of him.
yes,
A magnificent ancient castle.
Not yet, but this one is right in front of you.
When he got to the inside of the castle, Tang Long was also a little tired, and many wounds were added to his body, large and small.
But he knew it was worth it!
In a luxurious hall, there is a very long table, about ten or twenty meters long.
At the other end of the table, there was an old man with white hair, wrinkled face and full of vicissitudes and decay. On the table opposite him, there was a large goblet with at least two liters, which was filled with bright red liquid.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Looking at Tang Long who came today, he said with a smile and raised his hand tremblingly: "sit down!"
Tang Long's face was plain. He went to the other end and opened the silver chair. After sitting down, he said with a smile: "has his neck been cleaned?"
"In fact, there may be some misunderstanding between us!"
The Duke of Vientiane shook his head, Looking a little helpless, he said: "in fact, zhennantian and I are old friends. We knew each other long ago. Even at that time, he was still very young. Well, maybe younger than you are now. The time is really fast. He has changed a little from youth to middle age and then to old age, but I am still the same as before, still old, still confused and helpless, and there is no change at all."
Tang Long yawned, smiled and said, "don't worry, it will make you a little change today. They all say you can't die. I want to see if you will die if you take your head off."
"Hehe, you are still too young."
The Duke of Vientiane laughed, shook his head slowly and asked, "do you want to eat first?"
"Your last supper?" Tang Long asked.
The Duke of Vientiane shook his head and said, "I can tell you something about the past and why western people don't go east and why zhennantian died. You may not be interested in other things, but in the end, you may dare to be interested."
Tang Long frowned a little, picked up the table cloth and put it on his leg.
"I appreciate the child zhennantian, and the degree of friendship between us is not low. In most cases, if he has any trouble, I will even, or am willing to help him."
The Duke of Vientiane picked up the knife and fork with a withered hand and cut the thick and fat steak on the plate in front of him. It was only about half cooked. As the knife cut down, the blood flowed all over the plate.
Then slowly put the meat into your mouth and chew it gently.
Tang long felt the excitement of his thigh, but the pain soon dissipated and his eyebrows spread. Tang Long was not in a hurry to get up or interrupt the other party's forced opening.
"But you also know that people are inferior animals. When choosing between friends and themselves, they often choose themselves. In most cases, they choose themselves. But between friends and fate, life and death, and youth, they often choose the latter, choose themselves, choose youth, and choose to live!"
Northern Europe, a very cold place.One person, one dog, move forward slowly.Tang Long was dressed in black leather and his shoulders were covered with snow.In two months, one man and one dog killed from the east to the West. After ten decimal wars, they killed countless blood and finally came here.Not far ahead is the nest of the Duke of Vientiane.The purpose of Tang Long is to turn over here, kill the old bastard known as the "immortal Duke" and go back with his head to pay tribute to the old handsome town Nantian."Lao Huang!""Huang Xiaotian" shakes off the snow on his body and raises his dog's head to look at Tang long. In the past two months, there has been a tacit understanding between a man, a dog and a snake."Miss home?" Tang Long asked casually as he walked.Home?Fish head village?Lao Huang couldn't help but think of old cattle, coquettish foxes, mice and so on. He said, "you don't think much if you don't say it. You really think a little when you say so."Tang Long smiled, stopped and looked at the white mountain not far ahead: "I want to!"The wind was biting, but there was an unusual smell on the surrounding white snow, as if some predator was staring at them and trying to give them a swift blow."Soon, let's go back when we kill the old man!"Tang Long muttered in his mouth. He didn't know when he had more tactical blades in his hand. He waved them aside quickly. A red line suddenly appeared in the empty place. As the red line gradually grew larger, blood droplets flowed down, and then he saw a figure slowly fall down.It's not an invisible person. It's just some eye blocking methods, plus some array auxiliary effects.Since the Duke of Vientiane knew that Tang Long was chasing him, he would not wait to die. In fact, Tang long had already made a hand with the other party, but the old cunning finally let him run away.Along the way, there was no lack of containment!Tang Long didn't care about the lying corpse at all. His eyes kept staring at the white mountain in front of him."The last battle!""Kill!""Wang Wang!"One person, one dog and a strange red line came and covered with corpses.When approaching the white mountain, several monsters, more than three meters tall and with white hair on their bodies, stood in front of Tang long."The legendary savage? Or the animal mixed by genetic hybridization?"Tang Long frowned and whispered to himself, as if he were asking each other or talking to himself."Leave or die!"The other party's words are somewhat blunt, not as good as Lao Huang's voice.Tang Long stared into the eyes of these hairy monsters and didn't rush to do it, as if he wanted to read something from their eyes."Are you descendants of Xueshan nationality?"Tang Long stared at the tallest long haired monster in front and asked slowly.I don't know whether it's because I looked into Tang Long's eyes or something else. Silk confusion and surprise gradually appeared in the big man's eyes."I, son of snow God!""Son of snow God?" Tang Long repeated these four words, sighed slightly, and said softly, "since you are the last remnant of the snow mountain, why do you stop in front of me?"As Tang Long's voice fell, the largest long haired monster fell upside down on the snow, snoring. The situation of the following long haired monsters was similar to that of him.Tang Long is not a cold bloodthirsty machine, so he doesn't want to turn all the people in front of him into cold corpses.Snow mountain survivors,There are many incredible legends, but the number of this race on the earth is absolutely rare. Maybe Tang Long killed the ones in front of him, no, they would destroy the race.I can't bear it. I'd better keep them. From their eyes, they also meet the standard of living.He raised his legs and walked towards the ancient castle in front of him.yes,A magnificent ancient castle.Not yet, but this one is right in front of you.When he got to the inside of the castle, Tang Long was also a little tired, and many wounds were added to his body, large and small.But he knew it was worth it!In a luxurious hall, there is a very long table, about ten or twenty meters long.At the other end of the table, there was an old man with white hair, wrinkled face and full of vicissitudes and decay. On the table opposite him, there was a large goblet with at least two liters, which was filled with bright red liquid."I've been waiting for you for a long time!"Looking at Tang Long who came today, he said with a smile and raised his hand tremblingly: "sit down!"Tang Long's face was plain. He went to the other end and opened the silver chair. After sitting down, he said with a smile: "has his neck been cleaned?""In fact, there may be some misunderstanding between us!"The Duke of Vientiane shook his head, Looking a little helpless, he said: "in fact, zhennantian and I are old friends. We knew each other long ago. Even at that time, he was still very young. Well, maybe younger than you are now. The time is really fast. He has changed a little from youth to middle age and then to old age, but I am still the same as before, still old, still confused and helpless, and there is no change at all."Tang Long yawned, smiled and said, "don't worry, it will make you a little change today. They all say you can't die. I want to see if you will die if you take your head off.""Hehe, you are still too young."The Duke of Vientiane laughed, shook his head slowly and asked, "do you want to eat first?""Your last supper?" Tang Long asked.The Duke of Vientiane shook his head and said, "I can tell you something about the past and why western people don't go east and why zhennantian died. You may not be interested in other things, but in the end, you may dare to be interested."Tang Long frowned a little, picked up the table cloth and put it on his leg."I appreciate the child zhennantian, and the degree of friendship between us is not low. In most cases, if he has any trouble, I will even, or am willing to help him."The Duke of Vientiane picked up the knife and fork with a withered hand and cut the thick and fat steak on the plate in front of him. It was only about half cooked. As the knife cut down, the blood flowed all over the plate.Then slowly put the meat into your mouth and chew it gently.Tang long felt the excitement of his thigh, but the pain soon dissipated and his eyebrows spread. Tang Long was not in a hurry to get up or interrupt the other party's forced opening."But you also know that people are inferior animals. When choosing between friends and themselves, they often choose themselves. In most cases, they choose themselves. But between friends and fate, life and death, and youth, they often choose the latter, choose themselves, choose youth, and choose to live!"
