Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Lin Yue's work efficiency is really awesome.

Let him go to find milk for Smelly, and as a result, he brought back a whole live milk goat.

The milk goat was tied tightly by Lin Yue, and it was hung on a horse and came back with a continuous cry.

Bai Wutong frowned, "Are you going to take the goat along?"

Lin Yue didn't want to either, it was inconvenient to ride a horse, and the refugees kept staring at him on the road.

However, the young master wants to drink milk!

Lin Yue stubbornly asked, "Then express the milk and take it with you?"

Bai Wutong thought for a while, "Let's take it like this first."

Even without this goat, they are still the target of everyone's robbery.

And, in case of delays along the way.

I don't know where I can get milk for Smelly to drink.

A goat can produce several kilograms of milk a day. Bai Wutong is squeezed all at once. It seems to be a burden, but in fact, it is put into the RV space, and the storage time is longer.

Boiled some fresh goat milk, suffocated the smelly, and changed the diapers. They did not delay for a moment and set off immediately.

After a night's rest, many refugees have already caught up.

Just after riding for a while, they were ambushed by a large group of refugees.

The horse tripped over the rope buried in the road, Chu Tianbao protected Bai Wutong and Smelly to the ground, and the hungry refugees rushed towards them frantically.

There were so many of them that Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao were separated for a split second.

Finding the right time, Qingfeng performed light work and stretched out his hand to grab the smelly smell in Bai Wutong's arms.

Bai Wutong reacted quickly and stabbed him in the chest with a dagger.

Qingfeng didn't blink, and before Chu Tianbao came over, he pulled the smelly smell out of Bai Wutong's arms and gave Bai Wutong a kick.

Chu Tianbao couldn't care about chasing Qingfeng, who was running away, and quickly supported Bai Wutong, who was unstable.

Lin Yue stabbed two refugees to death with one sword. Seeing Qingfeng kidnapping the young master again, he exclaimed, "little master!" But he was entangled by the refugees and couldn't escape.

Qingfeng used a lot of internal strength for this kick. Bai Wutong's face was a little pale, and he panted, "He is injured and can't run very far. Let's hurry up now."

Qingfeng was seriously injured before, and Bai Wutong stabbed him in the chest just now.

Chu Tianbao hugged Bai Wutong with one hand and slashed his sword, surrounding them and the refugees who wanted to grab their burdens, and a large number of them died.

After discovering that Chu Tianbao and Lin Yue were both good at their skills, they would get no benefit and would most likely die, so more refugees rushed to the two horses and goats.

Eating **** raw meat alive, the refugees are like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. The scene is too terrifying. Bai Wutong is in a trance, as if he has seen the apocalypse of modern times.

She couldn't help shivering, and quickly said, "Go, chase!"

The Qingfeng child performed light work and ran for several miles in one breath.

Unexpectedly, just in time, they encountered a large army of refugees.

At the cost of the death of many people, they broke through the pass of Beiyun City.

In addition to drinking water, I still couldn't find anything to satisfy my stomach.

The wounded breeze and the crying child in their arms became the most delicious food in their eyes.

Anyway, this man is about to die, and the child will definitely not survive.

Better yet, become their nourishment and live together.

White and tender meat, they haven't eaten it for a long, long time.

The crimson eyes of the refugees locked on them, as long as the breeze fell, they would tear the smelly to shreds alive.

As the commander of the dark guard battalion, Qingfeng has never paid attention to the ants-like refugees.

She took out the dreaded gold medal: "The Dark Guard is handling the case, hurry up!"

Now the refugees can't wait to eat Emperor Yan's meat and peel his skin. Not only does Qingfeng's gold medal fail, but it makes the refugees shout wildly: "Kill the dog emperor's lackey! Kill the dog emperor's lackey!"

After a while, many pairs of eyes were gathered around.

Aware of her gradually weakening body, Qingfeng looked at Stinky, who was crying and reaching out for a hug, her eyes moving.

She put away the gold medal, and with a sound, pulled out the knife hidden between her legs, and tied the smelly swaddling clothes tightly around her waist.

The cold, icy black eyes are reflected on the gleaming blade of the blade.

The immortal aura stunned the refugees.

After a moment, the empty hunger in their stomachs forced them to turn into inhuman beasts and rush towards the breeze.

Smelly felt the danger, and grabbed Qingfeng's collar with a fleshy little hand.

Although Qingfeng suffered serious injuries to his chest and lower abdomen, he was not a mob that could slaughter at will.

They rushed over, and Qingfeng killed a wave.

The corpses were all over the place, and the blood stained the ground red.

At the back, the refugees also went crazy.

Anyway, I'm going to die, so I'll just die in Qingfeng's hands.

More refugees are waiting. No matter how powerful the breeze is, they can't hold on anymore. At that time, they can take advantage of the fisherman.

Blood splashed on Smelly's mouth, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, his **** eyes looked at the embarrassed breeze, as if he stretched out his little hand comfortingly.

The pure smile and clear eyes seem to have the power to purify the soul.

Qingfeng hugged him with one hand~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and rubbed his cheek against the side of his soft ear, a flash of tenderness in his eyes, he sighed and took a deep breath, raising his eyes again full of murderous intent.

The refugees besieged Qingfeng from both sides.

Qingfeng wanted to protect the smelly from being hurt, and also had to resist their ultimate move.

In the case of lack of physical strength, the moment the two of them were counterattacked, the jet-black hair fell like a waterfall, the bloodstains on the corners of the mouth seemed to be red makeup, and the angular face became a little softer.

The refugees widened their eyes in astonishment. Qingfeng, who killed so many people, was actually a woman!

A refugee said sternly: "Stinky bitch, today I will peel your skin off and hang it on a tree!"

Several of his brothers died in Qingfeng's hands. Even if they didn't get a share, he would kill Qingfeng to avenge them.

It was clearly at the end of the battle, but Qingfeng raised the corners of his mouth, and his indifferent eyes seemed to mock him for being overly capable.

He rushed over angrily, holding a rusty scythe in his hand.

Qingfeng threw a dart and hit his heart. Before he could groan, he fell to the ground and became one of several corpses.

Just when the refugees wanted to retreat, Qingfeng spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, and the smelly smell in his arms burst into tears again.

The crying of the baby constantly stimulated the peristalsis of the stomach. Everyone realized that the weak breeze was really going to die. They picked up the guy again and took a few steps cautiously and tentatively.

Qingfeng clenched the dagger in his hand, looked at the smelly in his arms, lowered his eyes and whispered, "...I'm sorry..."

"Ah poof... ah poof..."

The smelly big fleshy face was shriveled from crying, and her voice became hoarse. She reached out and touched Qingfeng's face with her hands, as if telling her not to give up.

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