Jiaojiao was anxious, roared angrily, and directly transformed her body, turning into a huge beast statue.

The Prophet thought it would be the mighty beast body of the Golden Scale Armor from before.

But it's not, it's a more terrifying existence, a formless body, just a huge beast statue that has changed.

It grabbed the object with one claw, quickly grabbed it in its arms, and landed on the ground and grinned hoarsely at the demon monk and Yin You, "What are you robbing, two mountain artillery turtles, you can see that you haven't seen anything good at a glance, phew!"

Three-legged and violent.

Scold!

Yin You sneered: "You save people first." ”

Jiaojiao: "You rob the things I begged for, this is shameless! And I am from Yuyu's family, her things are naturally mine, what are you?"

Yin You: "Will you try again?"

Jiaojiao: "Hmph!"

In the corner, Xuan Luobai muttered: ", is this a fight for inheritance?"

Brush, Jiaojiao turned her head and roared, and a terrifying aura swept in, and Xuan Luobai was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

Damn, the son of the fairy meets the former son of the gods...

There is still a gap.

Jiaojiao didn't care about Yin You and them, and looked down at the things she was holding in her arms.

A mask.

He did give first aid.

Yin You closed his eyes slightly when he saw this mask.

This mask has no facial features, just a completely sealed mask.

But it exudes a mysterious aura of resentment, pain.

Can a mask exude painful emotions?

What kind of mask is this?

Jiaojiao stroked it carefully, and suddenly put it on her forehead and nodded.

What kind of ability is this, he didn't say, even the gods don't understand, because although he is the son of the gods, he has never learned and has no skills, and then although he is getting better, he is studying seriously, well, from elementary school to junior high school...Of course, it is not weak, and the speed of becoming stronger is also terrifying.

After all, the qualities and potentials of the sons of the gods are there.

But he didn't show any special powers.

Can you save the power of Qin Yu, is there?

Not before.

Now there is.

Yin You is a cultivator of the soul path, and she is very sensitive to the soul path, she senses that this little fat cat seems to be forcibly summoning the soul.

But it doesn't seem to be a talent in the soul path, but like a kind of talent supernatural power.

It's terrifying.

And, he's forcibly using it - so reluctantly, and his soul is trembling.

It is estimated that the Buddha saw that Jiaojiao was going to use this use forcibly, and knew that he would pay a huge price, so that's...

But Yin You didn't stop it, to put it bluntly, she also wanted to resurrect Qin Yu.

What price will this little fat cat pay....

She didn't think about it for now.

Yin You didn't think about it, and of course the demon monk didn't think about it, but someone thought about it.

Above the sky, someone among the gods spoke.

"Venerable Jia Luo, after all, His Royal Highness is the bloodline of the Eastern Emperor, and if he forcibly uses his natural supernatural powers so forcibly, I am afraid that the damage will be extremely severe, and more importantly, I am afraid that this move will be useless. ”

At the beginning, you said he was useless, it was too bad!

However, it was also the words of this god that made Xiao Tingyun and the others a little unbearable - if they were destined to fail, how could they let Qin Yu's favorite fat Jiao sacrifice for it, it was his business to go against the sky, but it was their fault to see him injured in vain.

Jiaojiao is Qin Yu's favorite child, so they are all elders.

Elders, there must be a pattern of elders.

Xiao Tingyun planned to call Jiaojiao to stop, because his body had already fluctuated...extremely unstable aura.

Gara Jizo said.

"It's okay, hasn't his father arrived yet?"

Gods: "...."

Then you are responsible, don't blame us for the little prince of the emperor!

Behind the scenes, they are also communicating.

This little prince, they all know it, because the fame is too great, the dignified little prince, unlearned, arrogant and cute, no achievement, very squeamish, and later sent to the power of the underworld, so that he will not die and fall into the blood mold met the evil ancestor who escaped from the hell of Abi, and was also bewitched by the sanity, although even Yan Jun and others were bewitched at that time, but the latter was hanged, he was not hanged.

So he was tortured...

But after all, he is the crown prince, and his background is there.

However, in addition to his background, in addition to cuteness, what is his shining point?

No!

"Even the Eastern Emperor's racial talent is supernatural, and I don't know if it has been inherited. ”

"Even if it is inherited, the Eastern Emperor is good at attacking, and it seems that he is not good at soul path. ”

"yes, that's a little weird. ”

"He's so gifted, it's like..."

The little prince and his father have not yet come, but the emperor and his little prince have used the power of milk, and the talent is forcibly driven, and the mask...breath is distorted, like a whirlpool.

The space was distorted.

Rumble!

Talent has time, and supernatural power has heavenly power.

Walking against the sky, the little prince of the Eastern Emperor, who had never been seen by the immortals of the heavenly realm, finally walked against the sky, grinning hoarsely, and his eyebrows glowed with a terrifying silver-white light.

"Time, back!"

Is it back?

It's shaking, almost...

Jiaojiao's pupils are bloodshot.

"It's not good, Your Highness's soul can't bear it!"

"As I said, it's too difficult to get her recalled through time and space!"

"I can't keep her!"

The gods are moving, but they can't help it, and when they come, this plane will collapse.

So..

When Yin You's soul helped, Jiaojiao was a little excited.

"Thank you prawns!"

Yin You: "The next time you call me like that, I'll make tens of millions of copies of your split in the toilet bowl in the last days and send them to the heavenly realm." ”

Jiaojiao: "!!"

Damn, how do you know!

By the way, she's the master of the plane, and she can know anything that happens before and after that plane.

Jiaojiao didn't dare to offend this big pervert, so she could only borrow Yin You's soul power...

"Back to !!"

Time, in one side backtrack.

The air particles go back, the ground soil changes abruptly, the ocean rises, the waves gather mirrors, and the water vapor condenses the tide shadow...

Time is a story.

There are so many little stories in the story.

It's fast, fast, and it seems to be slow, slow.

It could be...

In the lonely square of that deserted city, full of blood, she hugged the handsome and pale young man, covered his almost severed neck, and watched the light of the city appear in the snap of her fingers.

It could be...

She was outside the huge Great Glory Arena Square, and a column of members wore a pair of Great Glory Noodles, a pair of fists, and said that a regiment would fight together in this life, bright and glorious.

The bearded people had complicated expressions, and they all stroked their rings, their great brilliance was still there, but Qin Yu's meson was gone, not only was the meson gone, but the people were gone.

It could be...

A-444.

The glorious peerless battle, blood stained thousands of miles, the two armies fought to the death, she killed an innocent person to take blood and then forcibly killed the god, and also saw an elf queen bear the common curse of time and darkness and disperse, a battle is fierce, a war is sad.

There was also a widowed man who revealed his true face, broke the red rope of marriage with her, covered his lips with his hands, and ended everything.

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