Then, the little guy looked at the book he fancied, which was wrapped in condensed mystical power, and swished across his little palm and ejected.

Woowoo......

Her mystics! Don't go!

With a wave of his hand, Qiao Mu directly swept out the broken book, and in the void where his body was upside down and his head was downward, he slid his limbs hard, and hurriedly chased after the mystical book.

However, the next second.

There was a crisp "pop", and the damn broken book flew sideways again, slapping it on her head recklessly.

The little one's whole face is green!

What the hell is this broken book?

Other mystical techniques are all beautiful and finely packaged, wrapped in mystical power, wandering in this space, which is very pleasing to the eye.

It's going to be shameless, it's going to be unrealistic, it's going to be tattered like it's about to fall apart, and once or twice, I wiped it, and the third time I slapped it on her head.

"Get out!" Seeing that the broken book was about to slap her face again, Qiao angrily slammed his fist and directly smashed the broken book away.

The most important thing is that this broken book has not even been covered with a trace of mystic power, which makes her embarrassed! She came in to hunt for treasures, not to scavenge rags!

The little guy kicked his calf, glanced at the previous book of mystical skills that had flown away, and frowned bitterly.

Woo her mysticism! She looked at the mystical skill in her eyes, and a piece of meat to her mouth flew for it!

"Smack!!"

"Bang!!"

"Smack!"

Eh, I'll go, she squinted her eyes and looked back, and couldn't help but fall down with anger, and the back of her head was smashed by the broken book.

The little guy is holding his head and scurrying around......

But this void is not focused, where can she go?

I saw that broken book chasing the back of her ass and slapping the back of her head!

Why don't you want to be so vindictive!

Shoot so many times for Mao, it looks like a crumbling broken book, is it not falling apart?

Although the shelf didn't fall apart, the dusty dust that was photographed almost didn't choke her to death.

How long has this broken book been in the Maple Pavilion here! Nima patted a row of dust, a handful of dust, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a treasure, but it looks like a tattered thing.

Qiao Baobao covered his head in a daze, and shouted repeatedly, "Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

Take it! Just take it! Qiao Baobao stretched out two orchid little fingers and pinched the corner of the broken book with a look of disgust.

It's amazing that the broken books have stopped.

Classmate Qiao tore a piece of his clothes, wrapped the torn book in it, and wrapped two more layers to prevent it from being exposed, and then carried it into his arms with a sad face.

It's not that she cherishes the corners of her clothes to wrap it......

It's it, it's so dirty!

And it doesn't smell much from afar, and it smells a little stinky up close!

Qiao Baobao wants to cry now, and he doesn't know which dung pit this broken book was fished from!

Grandma is too tricky, why do you put such a broken book on this floor, I knew that it was better for her to go to the third layer, or even the second layer to find the baby, than to go to this layer.

Finally, there was an opportunity to go to the Treasure Pavilion to find excellent mystical skills, and he was actually cheated like this!

The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken Baby Qiao became, paddling his limbs everywhere, thinking to himself, fortunately, he couldn't only take one.

Time is running out, just hurry up and find a almost reliable mystic cheatbook.