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The stupid hair on her head turned into a heart shape in an instant. I didn't notice it just now, but now I realize that this little girl is actually a deep sea!
And it's still Beijiang!
I really want to take it home!
I really want to take it home and feed it every day!
I really want to rebel and become a deep sea admiral!
I really want to get on the boat!
The expression is collapsing every day.
"Stop!" "Bastard!"
Two shouts sounded, and the Virgin of Yaochi and Chang'e, who had been watching the show, finally couldn't sit still. Even before Fuxi was beaten by Taotie, the Virgin of Yaochi and Chang'e pretended not to see it.
After all, following Ren Wang Fuxi to pick things up has already expressed that he doesn't mind the existence of the other party, but there is still some resentment towards Ren Wang Fuxi. Not only do they not feel sorry for Ren Wang Fuxi who suffered some crimes, but also feel happy.
But Naiyazi's attack direction is different, he can hit anywhere, you can hit there!
Who knows if the recovery ability of the red-eyed zombie can be fully restored?
But if there is an eventuality, do you want to have the sex blessing of endless years in the future?
Can't stand it!
I can't bear it decisively!
The first attack was Chang'e, and an invisible and qualityless virus immediately dispersed towards Naiyazi. This virus was originally given to Chang'e by fate so that she could use Chang'e to explore the bottom of the fifth floor.
However, fate rushed to the street, and after losing the control of fate, Chang'e benefited. Not only did she overcome the virus, but she also used it.
"Scatter!" Liu Feng drank softly.
The virus dissipated in an instant, and at the same time Liu Feng stretched out his hand, and two brightly colored silk threads vaguely appeared in Liu Feng's hand, with a little force.
"Pfft~" "Pfft~"
Chang'e and the Holy Mother of Yaochi spurted a mouthful of blood, their minds went blank, and their spirits were severely traumatized like never before, as if a drill was forced into the head of an ordinary person.
"Tell the Pangu clansmen behind you, don't play tricks, or I don't mind killing them!"
These words are engraved in the deepest consciousness of Chang'e and the Holy Mother of Yaochi, and they will never be forgotten.
"What did you do to them?" Wang Fuxi, who had already recovered at this moment, shouted angrily. He had to say that the recovery ability of the red-eyed zombie was really not changed.
At the same time, Fuxi's arrow hit the bow and turned into a powerful attack and shot at Liu Feng.
The suddenness of this arrow is comparable to the coercion of a fifth-level strongman attacking. The crowd who were eating melons were suddenly taken aback. The strongest person who comes to the fifth floor to eat and drink is the fourth level.
This is also the reason why Fuxi dared to provoke before.
Can Liu Miao stop it?You must know that not long ago he was an ordinary person!
The fourth-level powerhouses present, such as Wan Guizang, Shi Zhixuan, Hei Qingming and others, were silently preparing to show up to help. After all, if something happened to Liu Miao, they would be involved.
However, facing this menacing arrow, Liu Feng didn't even raise his eyes, a barrier condensed purely by emotional power firmly blocked Fuxi's arrow.
This barrier is not thick but a thin layer, and its aura cannot compare with the Fuxi arrows shot, but it is like a difference of one dimension, and it firmly blocks the Fuxi arrows.
Sometimes the realm is a little bit different, and the difference is only one dimension. If you realize it, you will be [-]-[-], but if you don’t, you can only accept the fate of hanging and beating with peace of mind.
Li Xiaoyao, like Immortal Sword One, finally faced off against the Lord of Worshiping the Moon. Although his realm was only one line away, he was beaten with no strength to fight back. If the protagonist's halo burst out in the end and he realized the big move of infinite love, he would have hit the street properly !
"Lie down too!" Glaring lightly, the human Wang Fuxi immediately collapsed on the ground like the Madonna of Yaochi and Chang'e.
Wan Guizang, Shi Zhixuan, Hei Qingming and many others stared at this scene in a daze?
How long has it been?
Liu Miao has become so strong?
terror!
Should it be said that it is the third generation of magic?
Coach, I want to report, someone here is cheating, bastard!How do you let ordinary players like us play!
Suddenly they noticed that Liu Miao, who was in the center of everyone, changed his expression, but was that right? He must have used some kind of forbidden technique just now, otherwise how could a normal person suddenly become so strong?
Wan Guizang said that he is a genius in martial arts, and he has only been in the fourth level for so long, so even if Liu Miao becomes stronger, it is impossible to suddenly surpass him!
That's right, it should be like this!
It must be so!
Wan Guizang and the others thought comfortingly.
Then, they saw Liu Miao holding Naiyazi and disappearing into the fifth floor in an instant.
While wondering, three figures suddenly appeared on the fifth floor, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. They finally knew why Liu Miao ran so simply!
The next moment, beams of transmitted light lit up on the fifth floor, and the originally lively fifth floor suddenly became deserted.
Only the fifth son who lost consciousness remained, Zhu Bajie who was not a member of the group, and the immobile Bull Demon King all ran away.
"This fellow Taoist pig, Shen Gongbao, dare I ask why all these fellow Taoists who were here just now have left all of a sudden?" A middle-aged Taoist priest who looked a bit wretched among the three walked up to Zhu Bajie and asked kindly. .
Zhu Bajie's eyes widened when he heard the name of the visitor, and his calves began to wobble.
By the way, some time ago, the Bull Demon King also passed the list of gods in his own world into the group sharing, so what kind of person is Shen Gongbao.
Everyone still has a number a and a number c in their hearts.
Take a day off.
No, I have committed a difficult choice.
Xingyue wants to write the most, and the outline of Xingyue's world is also ready, but the psychological shadow of the last book is sprayed out, and I am hesitating.
I don't have a C number in my heart and want to have an anal wave again. . . .
Writing other words conflicts with what I originally planned to re-list, and I am entangled.
Mom sells batches, obviously the next volume of the main story has nothing to do with the world itself, what a pit!
I've struggled with it for a day and now my mind is a bit messy, so I'll reorganize it.