This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Latest URL: "An Jieer, are you okay?"

When she was shaken awake, An Jie'er's head was still throbbing.

The army horse under her crotch was still moving slowly on the bumpy road, and a layer of drizzle fell, wetting the armor on her body.

Although with her physique, she was not afraid of severe cold, but for some reason, she still felt a chill.

"I'm fine, did I fall asleep just now?"

Luna looked at her and said worriedly: "Just five minutes. What did you dream about?"

"I feel like I dreamed about a lot of things, but I don't seem to have anything. Strange, this is the first time I can't remember my dream."

Raising her head, Angel hoped to gain some enlightenment from the sky, but she couldn't see anything.

Wrapping her clothes tightly, she longed for that guy to appear by her side again, no matter what.

However, the other party obviously has more important things to do.

Sighing regretfully, she raised her head and was about to let the troops go, when she saw a golden door open beside her.

Pulling out the saber she was carrying, she was about to be on guard when she saw a chubby thing flying out of it and landed on her horse's back.

"Leader, I will kill you sooner or later. The black box is really understood! What is this place?"

"In my arms."

Lu Fan in slime form raised his head and saw An Jieer looking at him with a smile: "Long time no see, nothing special."

"Leader, come here, I'll kill you right now!"

An Jieer smiled and hugged the struggling Lu Fan in her arms, then slammed the horse under her crotch, and rushed forward laughing.

The previous coldness suddenly dissipated, leaving only the warmth that penetrated into the heart.

In the evening, they finally came to the front line positions.

Under Luo Lin's management, this position finally broke away from civilized society completely, and fell into the primitive era of ruthlessness and blood drinking.

Groups of muscular men dragged the newly captured priest back to the camp with grinning grinning,

These weak priests were skillfully thrown into hot water, sprinkled with various spices, and then sent to roast in a steamy room. Every process seemed quite strange.

Luna looked at the group of savages and couldn't help but said, "Are they finally eating people?"

"No, the hot water is thrown in for disinfection. The God of Plague is also crazy. His priests will use the plague indiscriminately. This is to prevent them from infecting the plague."

"But their looks are really not convincing."

"Don't judge a book by its cover...well, I think so too."

When An Jie'er's troops walked into the camp, the group of muscular men looked at An Jie'er's troops with unfriendly faces, and they didn't disperse until they confirmed that they were their own.

Being led by a soldier into Luo Lin's camp, An Jieer and Lu Fan saw Luo Lin stroking the back of a young man as soon as they entered.

"This body is uncontrollable." Luo Lin said with drooling.

"Me too." The divine painter excitedly held up his paintbrush.

An Jie'er's body reacted before her consciousness, and before she could clearly understand what happened, she had already struck with her sword.

The sword that could tear apart the earth was immediately grasped by Luo Lin, and the golden blood fell from his palm, and then dissipated in mid-air without a trace.

"Your Excellency Angel, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean! As soon as I came in, I saw you playing with a poor boy. Have you finally caught the disease of those bishops?"

"Oh, you misunderstood me. This is a new product of the slimes, a fully automatic teaching machine. They finally decided to make a male version of the Valkyrie, and added concepts such as charm and eloquence, and then handed it over to me for testing."

"Don't believe him!" The boy who was played by Luo Lin suddenly shouted, "I'm just an innocent little boy, and I don't know why I was entangled by this pervert."

Facing the young man's accusation, Luo Lin said calmly: "Don't worry, the soul sent into this guy seems to be a liar, and I will train him later."

"Trust me, there is definitely something wrong with this uncle!"

Luo Lin broke the boy's neck impatiently, and then threw the boy who was no longer moving aside: "Don't get me wrong, his switch is on the neck, and it will stop when you twist it. Well, welcome to come, Your Excellency Angel, and... well, it's you."

Lu Fan felt that the current situation was very strange.

He didn't know whether he should feel embarrassed about "who can see who he is just by being a person", or he should express his disdain for this guy who "leaves things out and then lies crazy and kills people to silence him".

However, he felt that Luo Lin should not be stupid enough to lie about this kind of thing, so he could only put these two things aside for the time being.

Jumping onto the only chair, he squeezed the divine painter on it, then collapsed into a pile of paste, and said weakly: "Give me a glass of goat's milk, I'm really going to die of exhaustion."

"Yo Ho, you still have today. Is that little goblin who squeezed you into this state?" Luo Lin narrowly handed over a cup of goat milk.

An Jie'er on the side pricked up her ears silently.

"Forget it, the other part of the plan, some very annoying bastard. Somehow, he figured out the purpose of a very important item, and then threw me in and tortured me for a while."

"What is that?"

"The book, the book of experience, allows me to experience the other person's life from that person's perspective, which is helpful for my understanding of the origin of the world. Thanks to this thing, I learned something new."

Luo Lin looked Lu Fan up and down, feeling that the guy Lu Fan mentioned was not simple.

In his opinion, Lu Fan is considered a rare strong man in this world, even if the main god comes, he may not be able to deal with this bastard.

In the opponent's realm, it takes hundreds of years to improve each time, but if a devil can be promoted, the opponent's strength and identity may have a lot to dig deeper.

The things involved in this are no longer something he can participate in, so he wisely chose not to speak, and only asked tentatively: "What ability have you got?"

"Witness to history."

"What ability is that?"

"The ability to trace back, I can activate it a little bit, and see what you did last night? You were in... my eyes!"

Lu Fan covered his eyes in pain, feeling that his eyes were completely blind.

Luo Lin scratched his head in confusion, and looked at the divine painter suspiciously: "What did we do last night?"

"One hundred and eight brawny muscular portraits, so exciting!"

"Isn't that the same as before, why is he so excited?"

"Maybe you see something you like?"

Lu Fan struggled to get up, and decided that these two guys must die in the future.

"You...forget it, let's experiment with another victim. Luna...my eyes!"

"Luna, what did you do last night?" An Jieer asked.

"Same as usual."

"...Forget it, I won't ask."