Chapter 2012: Dark and sweaty
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"Go catch snails these days, the tree will be removed, I'll go see how long the cow's record can be hidden!" No news was found, I had to come up with an absolute plan to break its consequences, thinking that the record as the head of the snail, in order to repair a pair of flower king tree scissors will not hesitate to offend yourself, if you know that the flower king tree has been taken away, what kind of method will be used to recover it, calculate it, it is more cost-effective to use Lingbao Mouse to exchange the whole snail family.
The flower king tree that I used the fairy's root leaves to protect the soul, through the power of the poor monster, less than a tea kung fu, the whole tree was uprooted.
The sun was high, but the branches and leaves on the flower king tree that protected the soul were gray, as if knowing that there must be no good results, and there seemed to be some silence after being pulled out.
He threw the tree directly into the skyscraper, and I patted the sweaty beast next to him and said, "One more thing, the black clothes found a warehouse for the snails to store their treasures, you go to help it break the ban," he said, "One more thing, the black clothes found a warehouse for the snails to store their treasures, "I patted the sweaty poor beasts next to him. Take it away! "
Flying in the air, watching the black meaning lead the poor beast underground, my heart did not produce a feeling of joy because of a family's treasure, but a feeling of frustration in my heart.
Where are you going? Some I looked into the distance, the shadows of the mountains on the other side of the river were overlapped by the fog, and I didn't know the geometric height of the mountain and how deep the water was.
When he was meditating, the poor beast came back to me, handed over a storage ring, and stood quietly behind him, as if the child had done something wrong, and didn't say a word.
"Generally speaking, the wasteland in the south is unfair, such as wiping out the clan, but there is no place to say it! "I suddenly remembered that when the Qingyun ship passed by, after receiving the tribute, the saint asked what the department could do. Now, maybe this cow record has nowhere to go, or it may go to Qingyun to seek some support.
"There are more people in the north of the famine in the south, there are not many monster races, and there is no unity in the extinction of the nation, but there are different tribes in the south, there is the Qingyun tribe, every 100 years, only tribute is needed, and it can be protected. If there is any request, more mourning is needed!"
A little drooping, the beast seemed to recall, and suddenly it suddenly lit up, and then said: "This day the snail races weak races, presumably every problem of worship will not be less, maybe this cow will go to Qingyun for help!"
"Lanyun!" I whispered, pondered for a while, took out a piece of jade and let it go.
"You can let go of the shackles, imprison the spirit of this sea of flowers, so that the flowers of the soul can no longer grow, and slowly wither! "What's wrong with me?" the poor guy asked sideways.
"It's a little difficult, but I can leave two fireflies. This insect likes to eat famous rhizomes, etc., which is most suitable to eat in this sea of flowers!" The poor beast said with a smile, with two small black charcoal-like insects on the waist, more than an inch long.
"On a full moon night, this firecracker spits out from its mouth, with a strength no less than flames and stronger than iron. It is difficult to hurt every ordinary spirit, and the spirit is extremely strong. If there is a slight danger, it is far from the ground. I also tried my best to catch two from the depths of the fire. It is better to put them here to stop this sea of flowers that protects the soul! "
"You leave your mark, and when you need it, you have to take these two fireflies back!" I nodded gently and said, "To stop the growth of this sea of flowers is not to destroy this sea of ghost flowers, but to force the herd to be homeless, and then he will think of revenge. "In the southern wasteland, only the Qingyun tribe has hope of revenge. I believe we will see it in the Qingyun tribe soon! "
