Chapter 8: Spells
Qiao Mu glanced at the guard without a trace, the guard's bitter and hateful face, and his teeth were not as white as the little fat man, and he used his whole person to write two sons, vicissitudes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info Sensei said that this is also a master whose living conditions have not improved much.
Qiao Mu's posture is higher than that of the little fat man: "But a guard who has experienced some hardships a little, and the immortal who is not worthy of it makes a move, and the fate or something is even more of a joke, the young city lord can not look at the little fairy in his eyes, but he doesn't want to just pull out a person who belittles the immortal product of the little fairy." ā
The little fat man looked at his guards, and he knew from the reaction that this demon girl was right, and he didn't know if he really had the ability. Meng's Ken ability is still not high.
As for the immortal product, I don't know what kind of character this demon girl has, if the fairy relies on her mouth to shake her ability, the demon girl is estimated to be not low.
Squinted his eyes and skimmed over, but he didn't see any change in the treatment of the arbor. It's just ignoring it, and it's not bothering. Since she's a trickster, let her shut up. As for the ability, the little fat man didn't admit it.
Qiao Mu looked at the guard opposite, the guard's chin was tight, and his face was in a trance, and Qiao Mu was 'Ouye' to himself in his heart, and he was right.
Looking at the little fat man, with a look on his face, come and worship my sister, her face is full of this kind of signal.
The little fat man doesn't look down on it in his heart, even if he is a fairy, he is not calm, so shallow. Of course, if it's a goblin, it's a city without a government, and it can't be a big thing.
The little fat man didn't speak, and Qiao Mu didn't dare to cause trouble casually, and the atmosphere cooled down again for a while.
When he was asleep, no one cared about him, Qiao Mu didn't feel anything special, and now he was awake, looking at a tall guard, walking and stopping on his own territory, and he kept knocking and destroying, Qiao Mu's mood was really better than fainting, out of sight is not clean.
From her point of view, she could see through the crack in the door that the kitchen was so luxurious, and she didn't know which unlucky one was urging it, and what object was used, so she smashed a big hole.
The cold fresh meat or something in it is not banned, and the things that are kept fresh are more unbearable, and the way to eat them is even more disagreeable.
Durian, pineapple, coconut, hazelnut and other things are still all over the ground by this group of people, and you can see from the garbage on the ground that this group of turtles are eaten with skin. Qiao Mu didn't know if he wanted to have fun or not.
The most dangerous thing is that there are still people who are smashing gas canisters with big knives, and if they don't get a big incident, they can only say that this person is lucky, and of course he is also lucky. If this explodes, there are a few people in this house who can get out with all their beards and tails. Mamma Mia, a bunch of maniacs.
Qiao Mu said in horror: "Young City Lord, please also ask the Young City Lord to ask all the strong men to stop, that thing is not so useful, it is dangerous." ā
The little fat man looked at the things in front of the guard, picked up the big knife in his hand, and looked like the best in the world: "Is it still more dangerous than the big knife in the hands of the young city lord?" ā
Qiao Mu despises the little fat man's knowledge, which is definitely more dangerous than your broken knife, but he doesn't necessarily believe that this dead fat man said: "The young city lord is majestic, whether he holds a knife in his hand or not, he is all the same majesty." Where is the mundane can be compared. It's Xiaoxian who is too worried, and I hope that the young city lord can forgive him for Xiaoxian's thoughts about comforting the young city lord. ā
The heart says that the unlucky thing is stupid, and no one can compare. I don't even know dangerous goods.
In view of the fact that I have seen the arbor walking down from the things flying in the sky, it is still a little taboo about the things here. Don't look at the little fat man and look at it inappropriately, in fact, he is very careful about this strange place and strange things. Beware everywhere.
After glancing over, the guards over there finally stopped smashing gas canisters with broadswords.
Qiao Mu touched the cold sweat on his body, his wrists were painful, and when he tied himself just now, they didn't have much effort. It's really not a place for people.
Look at the little fat man, I don't know if Shenmu is still on the little fat man. Hurry up and get your hands on it, and leave quickly.
It didn't take long for it to get dark, and Qiao Mu was immersed in his thoughts, awakened by the pungent smell of smoke.
Looking at a group of cave people holding torches in their own houses, they don't know whether to laugh at this group of turtles, or feel sorry for the family property that they finally got in.
Clear your throat with a clear voice: "Light." ā
After a word, the whole room was bright inside and out.
Before Qiao Mu could get used to the dim to bright light, he heard a loud shout: "Protect the young city lord." ā
Then he was picked up like a chicken, and the knife around his neck was put on the neat one. I'm really afraid that my neck will break if I am not careful, what the hell is this for?
I didn't feel any danger, why were these things so excited?
When the chaos passed, Qiao Mu touched his head and still had his neck on it, so he had the heart to look at the little fat man who was surrounded by the guards, this defense level is too high, why do you still cover your head with a rag, are you afraid of seeing the light, who is the goblin.
Anyway, he really didn't feel the earthquake or anything, the alarm system outside didn't go off, and the raptors didn't estimate anything. Why the hell is it so much to toss?
I heard the guard, who was quite valued by the little fat man, said in a low voice: "Young city lord, it is the demon girl who is casting a spell. ā
Qiao Mu looked blankly at the guards and the little fat man, she didn't do anything.
The little fat man stretched a fat face with a double snort, looked at the arbor, and looked at the light everywhere, even the night pearl was not so transparent, this demon girl, this demon girl really has some spells.
Looking at the guards shrouded in the light, I didn't find anything wrong, that is, the demon girl herself was also under the light, and she could see the shadow under the light. There should be no problem.
As soon as the little fat man waved his hand, the rag on his head was removed.
The little fat man was not in a hurry to ask the demon girl's spells, but he carefully studied all the shiny things in the room, and he was still delicate and rigorous. I didn't see where a fire was lit, and I didn't know where the light came from.
The guards have never slackened, that is to say, the big knife on Qiao Mu's neck has never left his neck, and his white and tender neck cannot be destroyed, no one cares about it, so he can only save himself: "What kind of spell casting, those with empty mouths and white teeth are not allowed to talk nonsense." ā
The guard snorted coldly, and saw that the young city lord did not blame himself, so he shouted angrily at the demon girl: "You dare to say that you didn't cast a spell, how did these lights come about, and what means do you want to use to confuse the master, the master is wise, and he will not be fooled by you." ā
Qiao Muxin said that if I were wise like this, my father and mother would be able to survive the grievances.