"Yang Yu, aren't you tired of running like this?" Hong Kun refreshed his cognition as if he had known Yang Yu for the first time. The Mo Haima on his shoulder, which was a little bigger than a palm, was stunned.

The King of Salted Fish noticed Mo Haima's gaze. His two beards were weak and he was in a stall. His eyes were filled with a hint of sadness. He wanted to play for a while, hey...

This is the King of Salted Fish, whose size is almost close to the size of a suitcase...

Isn’t it tired to carry it on your shoulders like this?

Isn't this nonsense? It's tired, of course it's tiring, but what can Yang Yu do? The King of Salted Fish has no feet and cannot walk on such a stone road. Could it be that it jumps on it like a pinball, just like a splash of water?

Come on, such a big salted fish king, if you jump, if something unexpected happens, it will be fine if you hit the instructor’s elf like last time, but it will be embarrassing to hit someone...

Carry the big fat salted fish you raise yourself!

But then again, it feels quite good to hold this Salted Fish King. After experiencing the baptism of the water guns of those elves, Yang Yu felt that he had carried a... the air conditioner with a cold air all over his body was still the same as in the center...

"He's a ruthless person..." Murong Wentao swallowed his throat when he saw Yang Yu, who was carrying the carp king not far away and was moving in a coquettish manner. This operation was a bit ruthless.

If it is a smaller elf, such as Bobo, the wings are very heavy after being hit by a water gun, but you can still stand on the shoulders of the trainer without being particularly tired, or just like the fat man who runs the fastest in front...

It is at least understandable to wear agate jellyfish on your head, but you, the carp king who is carrying a bomb, can still keep up with the team. That's awesome!

Wait, there is another question...

When did the fat man go to the front?

"Oh, oh, this fat man is good, I like it!" The captain wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes bent with a smile, "This is the first time I have seen such a fat man who can run away..."

"It's the first time I..." The adjutant of Lishe Camp took off his telescope and put it on quickly. "This fat man is a little powerful. Not only did he not fall behind, he also ran to the front of the team. This is really strange!"

"Hey, what is the program below the program list?" the leader asked, touching his chin.

"The next program...seed machine gun...hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee, fat man, how can you cheat? Damn, Mu Shougong and the beef mushroom were not ready, why did you run over?" The adjutant of Lishe Camp was still smiling "hee" on his face, but suddenly froze the next second, and his face suddenly became a little ache, "It's over, the second program has malfunctioned..."

"What's going on?"

...

Gao Mao rushed out of the gravel road with the agate jellyfish first, came to a grassland, and continued running without any pause.

Now I don’t feel tired at all!

The wooden guards lurking in the dense grass on the high hillside, the straw hat mushrooms and the mouth-dream were ready for everything, just waiting for the team of people to come, and then "hardly" attacked.

But they felt as if something was running quickly in their direction and passed in an instant...

Fog grass is a human being, why are people coming so quickly? Didn’t it be a whole group of people? Also, why are you watching? Why don’t you call me quickly!

Twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist

"It's strange, why do you feel like there is a sound behind your back..." Gao Mao subconsciously turned his head. It doesn't matter if he doesn't look back. When he turned around, he was almost scared to death. The hot wheels under his feet were activated.

"Oh my god, seed machine gun!!"

Gao Mao rushed out of this road with a "swoosh".

As long as I run fast enough, your seed machine guns will not hit me!

This fight instantly revealed the ambush set up by the instructor in advance on this section of the road, which made many people behind jump up in shock.

"Why are there still ambush?"

"Damn it, is this human being playing? Why do we feel like we are not training... but we are playing hard!"

"Mu Shougong...bakuha, mushroom, and a slight slight machine gun, and my scalp was numb when I looked at it."

"This trick...is a terrible thing!"

"Thanks to the fast-running fat man in front... Otherwise, we would have all been recruited by the instructor!"

Many people were still scared and couldn't help but be glad. I had to have been through a gravel road, and this was the time to take a break and relax my vigilance. If these grass-type elves suddenly came, it would be a scare to the skr people!

"What's going on..." Instructor Hongshe's face was stretched. Seeing Gao Mao who was already running out of touch at the front, he couldn't even beat him up. "After, how could these grass-type elves pulled out to practice, how could they think of a fat man running so fast..."

Because the order they receive is...

As long as someone passes by, use a seed machine gun and control the power!

Gao Mao ran over alone, but he still didn't fight. These elves are not as good at playing as instructors. Of course, they execute orders honestly. If they fight, they must fight!

This fight was exposed.

"Fire! Dread! Dragon!!!"

A sudden roar sounded in the crowd.

"Burn this grass for me!!"

Hong Kun felt his heart trembling when he heard this voice, and the Mo Haima on his shoulders shook. Mom, the woman who raises fire dinosaurs... As expected, he has a bad temper and can't afford to offend him... He looked back at Wenren Fang Chen. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he saw the faint nostalgic expression on Wenren Fang Chen's face. Hong Kun felt that it would be better not to speak at this time...

The fire dinosaur was a little angry, and those bastards and water-type elves actually fought together, which made the flames on his tail a little smaller.

This time, when I saw the grass-type elves with seed machine guns, two rages of anger ignited in my eyes.

Don’t you...can’t you vomit very much?!

Flame... vortex!!

Yang Yu was silently holding the King of Salted Fish in the middle of the team, glanced at Gao Mao who had already gone away, and then looked at the vortex of flames. He remembered what the instructor said before, "Let the game start... start." Having said that, is there a bug in this game?

...

"Damn!" The adjutant of Lishe Camp jumped up.

"Damn it, I'm having a big time!" The team leader was so scared that his telescope almost fell off. Now he could see the flames burning on the training ground without having to use the telescope, and even a few grass-type elves who fled in panic...

"This, this program is not like this... It was very easy to use in the past few years, why did it collapse this year?" The adjutant of Lishe Camp looked at the burning training ground and felt a big headache, "No, I have to go there to maintain order!"
Chapter completed!