Chapter 957: This Is My Son

"What is this?"

Qing Qian said: "This is what I want to tell you, although we didn't see the Fire Spirit Seed, we brought it out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"It?" the Spirit Daoist wondered.

Qing Qian looked at him with idiotic eyes: "I don't know, right? This thing is called Swallow, it is an ancient divine beast, you know what a divine beast is, it is at the same level as a dragon and a phoenix, they are called Xiangrui, which is something more precious than Tang Seng R, eating it can not only make you immortal, but it is said that you can also immediately ascend to the Tao." Oh, don't you know......"

"Shut up!" Hearing her speak, it was as if the Spirit Dao Man felt a thousand flies flying in his ears.

is shallow and obediently silenced, she is purely nonsense, which is easy to distract the listeners, but there will be flaws if she talks too much.

Lingling Daoist carefully looked at Linyue, who was grasped by Qing Qian, and he was also well-informed.

But this animal was something he had never seen before.

And they came out of the water and went directly to the boat, and it was impossible to go anywhere to find such a thing to deceive themselves.

Thinking so, I believe half of it in my heart.

……

He said in a deep voice, "Bring it and I'll take a look." ā€

"No problem. He handed it to the person next to the Lingling Dao man, and did not forget to instruct: "Be careful, it will bite." ā€

Xiao Linyue still looked ignorant, and she didn't know why Qingqian wanted to give it to others.

As soon as the body twisted, it was about to struggle, who knew that Qing Qian would also add fuel to the fire and pinch it hard.

Shen Wuxiang could see it clearly from that angle, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't make a sound.

The subordinate took Linyue, and he couldn't figure out what it was.

Hurry up and hand it over to the Lingling Daoist, and at this time, the Linyue child finally reacted.

The dark eyes blinked, and he began to cry loudly.

Poor Lingling Dao didn't know what a big basket he had stabbed.

……

Suddenly, thunder sounded outside, and it hit everyone's heart.

The thunder rang out one after another, louder than the last, as if it couldn't stop, and the eardrums hurt.

The wind came from all directions, pushing the water up and rolling towards the hull.

The hull of the ship was blown violently and shook, and everyone was shaken to the point of shock.

Even the person who was staring at Qing Qian with a sword didn't care about her, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the thing next to him that could stabilize his body.

As soon as Xiao Linyue cried and became addicted, she would no longer care about the people next to her.

Tears fell down her eyes, and while crying, she secretly looked at the shallow, expecting adults to come and coax herself.

Qing Qian could only barely stand next to the table, but the others were not so lucky.

……

The Lingling Daoist was caught off guard and tripped over the crooked chair.

The whole body rolled from side to side, and no one of his men had time to reach out and pull him.

Shen Wuxiang himself was shaken, and when he saw the tragic situation of the Lingling Daoist, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The laughter made the Lingling Daoist anxious and angry, and his subordinates also reacted, and even ran and crawled over to help him.

He shook it off angrily and shouted, "What's the matter, what about the people outside?!"

Outside, a torrential rain drowned out his roar, and the ship shook more and more violently.

Looking out of the window, it was dark outside, and I couldn't see the scene at all.

Even the lights on the deck were gone, and the ship seemed to be a lonely boat on the water, oscillating between heaven and earth, about to capsize.