When people apply facial cleanser, they are always prone to difficulty breathing.

Looking at the snow-white aurora, Wang Hao fell into a state of thinking about life.

The angel Wang Hao in his mind was saying: "Maybe one day, I find that life is particularly difficult, that may be that the gains this time will be particularly huge. As long as there is enough time, I believe that there will be one day when I will become a better self, a strong man who no one can cheat, a giant that dominates the side, and a big shot that can be trusted by my subordinates. I have been working hard! Remember one thing, the harder I work, the luckier I am..."

The devil Wang Hao immediately reminded: "Life usually gives you a knife and kick you again. God will not only close a door, but also pinch your forehead. People who are better and richer than you are working hard, and your efforts will seem worthless."

Woooo, so tangled!

At this time, perhaps because he had eaten the brain flower of the Heart Fighter Master's brain, Wang Hao clearly felt that the temperature of Ash's body surface was rising, but the bastard Ash did not move.

You're pretending to be dizzy!

I'll pinch it!

Wang Hao stretched out his hand and pinched it, and it was obvious that he had failed.

Ashe did not respond, but instead a snake turned into a whimper and moaned.

Ashe seemed to be a cat with only stomped on his tail and could no longer hold it. He bent his body and bounced up, looking very fake and concerned expression: "Medusa, am I pressing you?"

The demon queen who also pretended to be unconscious and failed, blushed: "No, it's okay!"

Three guys with awkward expressions at least remembered and sorted out themselves.

As expected, Ashe tried to support her body with her hands, and her hands were obviously wrong and pressed in a cramp. She slapped Wang Hao's face again. The demon queen was almost the same and fell slightly. Fortunately, she pulled out her fangs long ago, otherwise Wang Hao's good friend would have said that they would be two holes now.

On the contrary, Wang Hao himself has really recovered his nerves.

Wang Hao found out that he was careless.

The mind-fighting demon's brain is not that easy to deal with.

It was a terrifying force that could burn human brains at will and explode the brains. Fortunately, the spiritual power of the heart slayer cannot cross the space, which is disguised as a sand sculpture player who defeated the heart slayer. Otherwise, nearly a thousand players were playing VR games at their homes, and suddenly their heads exploded and became headless knights...

This picture is too cruel!

Although his company and Microsoft are in super troubles, he will probably be ruined.

Wang Hao found that he had completely recovered his physical ability. After thinking about it, he was not as affected as the two women. It is probably because Jason Momoa here only has half of his spirit and soul. He is between players and exiles, and is affected less.

He took a deep breath, pushed Ash away, who almost turned him into a righteous body, kicked away the snake girl who was useless except the pyramid, and finally got up.

After thinking about it, a princess hugged Ashe, whose hands and feet were slightly twitching, putting Ash on his bed.

For a moment, Ashe was both expecting and troubled: if there was no Medusa who was in the way...

But she immediately discovered that wearing a full helmet, he was the cold and cruel Jason Momoa again.

Wang Hao was also helpless. He was not the boss of the antique city, so he called him a baby whenever he saw him...

The only thing that gave Ashe a little comforted was that.

Jason looked at the snake girl on the ground and gave her a blanket.

While Wang Hao was nervously preparing for the expansion of the army, a plot was underway on the other side, underground.

The Eye Demon Leader was staring at the puppet-like messenger in front of him with huge yellow eyes. In theory, that guy was still his subordinate, but he was not yet a moment ago.

The handsome male dark elf with a black luster was now a doll that was being played with. He foamed at the mouth, and there was a phantom of an octopus face behind him.

The Heart Flayer said, "We all want to see the destruction of Jason Momoa, don't we?"

"Yes, but not joining forces with the Heart Fighter." The leader of the Eye Demon said coldly.

"I know we have a grudge against each other."

"Dead hatred!" the Eye Demon emphasized.

I don’t know how many parallel worlds, from the beginning of knowing that each other exists, an eternal war between the two races is ongoing.

The reason is simple. Eye Demon and Heart Fighter are both races that require slaves. The Heart Fighter regards slaves as thugs and as food if necessary. Eye Demon is out of pure desire for conquest.

The Heart Flewer could hardly follow the words, but he poked the Eye Demon's fatal hole from another angle: "He has declared the hegemon of the West Desert. He has defeated four heroes and is already half the master. According to the laws of this land, as long as you cannot defeat him within three months and overthrow his hegemony. Then you and your subordinates will have to bear a deeper curse on the earth. Doesn't this matter?"

The huge eye bags twitched slightly.

Its situation is subtlely different from that of the heart-fighting demon.

As long as the heart-fighting demon is not defeated or killed, he can continue to make trouble when he runs to other areas.

It doesn't work, it is nailed deeply to this cursed land.

Kill the overlord!

Become the overlord!

This is its only option.

Coupled with its unique arrogance and hatred of all creatures that do not obey its own nature, it is its only choice to go to war with Jason Momoa.

The bloody mouth under the big eye beads of the Eye Demon suddenly opened, and a tongue with a small barbble stretched out from the pointed and long teeth, and shouted suddenly: "I will not join forces with a Heart Fighter. But if you want to increase the chance of Jason Momoa's destruction, use your damn heart control ability to control the monsters in the lake to open the way for me. I don't want my little cutie to be washed away by the water before entering that base!"

The Black Pie, controlled by the Heart Flayer, showed a stiff smile: "Trade."

After saying that, the black-skinned elf suddenly exploded.

In front of two monsters with powerful mental abilities, his weak brain capacity could not accommodate two excessively powerful spirits while dominating them, and suddenly exploded.

The scene made the corners of the eye demon's eyes twitch slightly.

The Eye Demon disdained: "Trump! Come on, please clean it up!"

The entire underground world was in agitation, and the Eye Demon's men attacked everywhere, capturing all creatures that could fight and joining the Eye Demon's army.

The power of the inner-grabbing demon silently withdrew from this area.

Most of the day later, in the Abyss City, Wang Hao looked at the big orange in front of him: "You said, your distant relative wants to be loyal to me?"

Daju bowed humbly and bowed: "Yes! They are cat people in the underground caves. Humble foragers in the underground world. Their requirements are the same as ours. As long as they can meet basic food and clothing, they are willing to be loyal to the great Lord Momoa."

"Can!"

This kind of thing is harmless. Wang Hao has considered the lack of cat people and the lack of workers.

What he didn't expect was that the underground cave cat tribe turned out to be a group of good chefs.
Chapter completed!