Chapter 722: Xiaobao played (question ticket)

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He snorted, his little hand turned over, and a long sword appeared in his palm, stinging toward the elder's chest.

At the beginning of the millennium, the elders were able to escape, but they were drawn on the shoulders.

Xiaobao took back the long sword, and Xuanqi was wrapped around him. The momentum of his body was shocking.

If you close your eyes, no one can imagine that such a terrible pressure and a thick mystery are radiated from a four-year-old boy.

The elders took a deep breath and their eyes were filled with anger and anger.

"It seems, I really look down on you!" he said in a deep voice, taking out a bottle of black medicine and pouring it into the entrance. "Next, I will use ten successes, small things, you better be careful. Don't die easily. Otherwise, holding a body to alchemy, the effect of the drug, but it will be greatly discounted."

The voice just fell, and a steel knife appeared in the hands of the elders.

He also has space storage equipment.

With the appearance of this steel knife, the surrounding air swelled, and the rich **** smell permeated the air.

The slow action that was originally suppressed under [Yu Shang Jinghong] became flexible again with the appearance of this steel knife.

Mu Yan’s action of plucking the strings stopped for a moment and continued to ring.

[Yu Shang Jing Hong] is a skill that is activated after the level of the sorcerer rises to the third level.

This skill is very against the sky, but because of the lack of high level of spirituality in Mu Yan, the power of today is still not great.

She played [Yu Shang Jinghong] to make a gap between Xiaobao and some elders.

But if you really want to defeat the elders, you still have to rely on Xiaobao yourself.

And this is what the Emperor wants to achieve.

Mu Yan took a deep breath and suppressed the worry and tension in her heart.

She believes in Xiaobao and believes in Emperor.

......

Since the elders took out the steel knife, the situation has reversed again.

Xiaobao was completely under pressure.

His little face turned pale, which was the result of excessive consumption of Xuanqi.

There was another scar on his body.

Blood stains the light-colored clothes.

In the sword of the sword, the little figure is so lonely and so fragile.

Everyone in the sinister army refused to start.

Some people can't help but look at Mu Yan and Emperor.

"Miss, the emperor, the little master is still so small, in case it is hurt by the old dog..."

"Miss, let's help the little masters?"

Mu Yan’s finger twitched the strings.

The voice of the Tianmo Qin is as always, but her fingertips of the lush jade slowly ooze the bleeding beads.

Under the circumstances, the last thing she would not be allowed to suffer was Xiao Bao.

But in the end, she did not say a word, just quietly watching the small treasure in the battle, silently accompanying him with the sound of the piano, believe in him.

Without the command of Mu Yan, the Demon Army was untouched.

Emperor also looked at the small treasure in the battlefield, but his expression was more natural than the beauty.

At the age of Xiao Bao, he had already passed through the sea of ​​corpse.

Xiaobao, as his son, is the heir to the future of the polar domain. If he does not have the strength to overcome this mentality and bottleneck, isn’t he a joke?

"Hahaha... It seems that the gods you want to rely on are already going to abandon you!"

The elders waved their steel knives and made unscrupulous laughter. "It’s better to surrender and go back with me, maybe you can still have more trouble for a few days!"