Chapter 172: The Canvas of the Supernatural

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"Master, Master, the Chaos Domain is noisy, the Chaos Domain is noisy......" The little girl who was picking mushrooms suddenly said to her little master in her heart as she threw herself into her little master's arms.

The little mushroom girl looked at her young master and conveyed in human language how she felt when she was picking mushrooms.

She was about to open her mouth to continue, but her young master, she seemed to want to stop her apprentice from talking.

She looked at her little apprentice, and everywhere she looked, she was full of love.

Suddenly, she raised her left hand very mysteriously and whispered "Shhhh

The little girl who was picking mushrooms suddenly docked her little body, which was close to the master, in the air.

And the group of flying dumplings, they are much smarter than themselves.

They suddenly flicked their transparent, chubby wings and then froze and flew still......

When the little mushroom girl saw the group of flying dumplings that had been flying beside the young master, she heard the master's command, and as if someone had shouted a mysterious password, they hung their small transparent bodies in the air: they did not make a single movement, and did not make a sound.

"Hehe: they are so obedient!" the little girl who picked mushrooms, she couldn't hold back and couldn't help laughing.

"Who's obedient?" Obviously, the young master, she didn't know that there was such a group of crystal clear elves flying around her!

"They! flying little dumplings!" the little girl picking mushrooms pointed to the little master's body, but unexpectedly, the group of flying little dumplings actually lifted their bodies: "Huh!" With a sound, they dodged behind the young master's back and hid ......

Just as the group of flying dumplings froze their bodies still, suddenly a dazzling purple aura surrounded the group of flying purple dumplings, and those halos seemed to bind them, dividing their ranks into four extremely strange queues.

After the four queues were abruptly separated, they each exuded four scorching divine brilliance: red, yellow, blue, and blue!

"Oh, the Four Dharma Protectors!?" the little mushroom-picking girl was suddenly startled.

However, the young master still seems to know nothing about the qiē around him.

"This time. Master, what's the matter with her?" Why does it make people feel so sluggish?" The little girl who picked mushrooms looked at the group of light and flying dumplings, silently exclaiming in her heart!

At this moment, a stirring sound came: the sound of the piano was like a turbulent waterfall, making a very beautiful sound.

The young master frowned: "Oh, it's getting closer......"

"Master, what's getting closer?" I heard Master speak. The little girl who was picking mushrooms quickly lifted forward, and she leaned against the young master's chest, thinking about why she had almost fallen to the ground.

"Oh, is it more lively than the bazaar?" said the young master, who was amazed, and whispered to the little mushroom-picking girl.

Suddenly, a very special area grew around the little girl who was picking mushrooms.

This area is empty.

Gradually, however, it emitted a faint purple light.

"Oh!?" the young master couldn't help but step back, looking at the one in shock.

"It turns out that Feizi has something to do with the purple airspace, is it any wonder that she has been getting up and floating around again when she sleeps at night lately?" the young master thought very carefully in his heart.

In order to maintain a pristine divinity, the young master pretended not to see the small, weak purple light space.

The next scene. It was a cry of amazement to the young master.

I saw a small, little girl picking mushrooms, suddenly disappearing: her whole body was scattered in the game space that seemed to fly away one after another.

There are friends and foes in every game space.

Not a single scene of fierce battles was in full swing, fierce and spectacular!

Through the golden rays of the sun, the little girl picking mushrooms looked at the group of flying dumplings in a daze.

Their bodies are small, and their wings are transparent and elongated.

They were like a flying bird, hovering around Master.

Their wings were stirring rapidly, and because there were so many of them, the incitement of their wings produced a headwind with considerable momentum!

The headwind rushed to the little Feizi's face, and she felt a burst of cold.

Suddenly, one of the flying dumplings straightened up and landed on Master's shoulder very gently.

"Hehe: Feizi, we'll all fly, let's come on together!"

"Hehe, Master: Flying dumplings!" said the little mushroom picking girl, looking at the group of flying dumplings.

"Hehe: How did Fei'er know that Master bought wontons for you today?" the young master said with great satisfaction.

"Well, Master, look!" said the little mushroom girl, pointing to the young master's side.

"Oh!" the young master looked back as he stretched out his arms and hugged the little girl with the mushroom.

"Hehe: You little ones who can't wait, you just threw you into the soup pot, and you all jumped out?" said the young master in surprise.

"In any case, we must find the group of flying dumplings, if Xiao Feizi is lucky enough, those flying dumplings will take her to a very mysterious place to complete her mission to our wonton domain.

This was explained by his ancestor before he went down the mountain to perform the mission.

Ever since Master said goodbye and disappeared into the Chaos Realm: the entire Chaos Realm has gradually become scattered and noisy

It is also for this reason that the master sent himself to Chaos Mountain to temporarily accompany his open-door disciple Xiao Feizi to live in seclusion for a period of time, and the cause and effect of waiting for a while is clear in his chest. The young master, who lived in seclusion in the Chaos Mountain, and her disciple Fei Zi descended the mountain together to carry out the task assigned to them by the ancestor.

According to Shizu, when you go on a mission this time, you will encounter a very strong enemy.

Overcome rigidity with softness; win more with small.

The young master recalled the words of the master one by one, but which one had he forgotten?

Why is it that a period of geography that goes along the way of thinking has become a lot of resistance? )