Chapter 1087: victory

Bai Qingqing was taken to the ground and immediately climbed to the side of Moore not far away, anxiously pushing Moore's heavy body.
"How are you, Moore?"
In the rain, Bai Qingqing's little face became whiter, and no trace of blood could be seen. Looking at the immovable appearance of the eagle beast, the trace of joy that had just risen in his heart also disappeared.
She shivered her white jade-like fibrillated hands and pressed on the chest of a hawk beast with some burnt feathers. She could barely feel the movement under her palm.
Unbelievably, he pressed hard again, and finally felt a weak heartbeat. Bai Qingqing suddenly softened his body and lay on the eagle beast, silently falling two full tears.
It's alive, that's great.
"Qing Qing you give it a go, I'll help him to see." Harvey came here for Bai Qing Qing, immediately ran and said.
Bai Qingqing got up quickly, took Harvey's hand and let him squat beside Moore, urgingly said: "Look!"
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the ground covered with dense stone was pierced from the bottom, and a half body of black paint emerged.
"The scorpion beast ran out!" Someone shouted, Bai Qingqing turned around and looked over there, and saw all the orcs present who were not afraid of life and death. Loud noise.
After seeing Bai Qingqing and Moore safe, Vincent didn't pay attention to them, always paying attention to the movement of the ground seam, and saw St. Zachary heading out, the first to hit.
Mitchell and Parker are still playing forgotten. For Vincent not to help the leopard beast, Mitchell is happy to see its success, otherwise he will not be able to support it for long.
Hearing the movement over there, Mitchell was overjoyed, and his father came out, and the situation could change immediately.
however……
After a long time, the sound of the beating in the herd stopped, but there was no scene of Mitchell's imaginary beast flying.
He stopped fighting and stared at the gradually spreading herd.
The herd completely spread out, exposing a pool of blue slurry and a few black stumps.
Mitchell opened his eyes incredulously and walked over there step by step.
Parker was also tired, and when the scorpion stopped attacking, he gasped openly and gasped. Seeing the scene over there, the boulder in his heart finally fell.
The goal of everyone was St. Zachary, and he killed him, and Mitchell was no longer a threat, so no one stopped him.
Mitchell walked all the way to the hole unimpeded, only to see a vague mass of flesh and blood, and his father's face was transformed into a pool of light blue flesh and blood residue.
Who would have thought that a generation of male beasts in Perak would die in chaos, which is a joke.
Mitchell couldn't believe his eyes, and turned into a humanoid figure. He squatted down on the edge of the wreckage, with no expression on his face, but his eyes leaked a little emotion.
Scorpions are born to be merciless, Mitchell is a natural rootless beast, and has a weak relationship. But it was his father who died here. He had no scorpions to raise his children. He raised him into adulthood for various reasons. He also spent countless resources to make him a king of beasts.
Even if Mitchell had no feelings, seeing his father tragically dying there, there was a sense of depression in his body for no reason, looking at the broken body for a long time.
"king?"
The orc asked Vincent inquiringly.
Vincent raised his hand schematically, the beasts understood, spread out obediently, packed up and prepared to leave.
Bai Qingqing came over barefoot, holding Vincent's hand embedded with scorpion shell fragments and dripping blood.