The figure...... Could it be the little black charcoal? As soon as I moved, my vision began to blur.

At this moment, the black shadow also seemed to notice us, and the body paused, and slowly turned around, for me, every second passed too slowly, as if I had to wait for thousands of years to wait for the other party to complete the action of turning and see the real face.

There is a sentence that everyone is looking for him thousands of times, but the person is there, and the lights are shining, "Why are you the old man!" ”

The next moment, I chúuǐ didn't soften, and flew straight up and kicked a turning Zhidai Fei kick over.

"Why can't it be me, young people nowadays, they don't know how to respect the elderly, and I'm still working hard here." The other party just stretched out a finger slightly, and suddenly, an invisible wall in the air blocked the flying kick.

"Give back my expectations, pay back my touches!" I burst into tears.

"You're blind and expecting to move, it's my business." Old man Farah rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

That's right, this thin back shrouded in a black sè black sè cloak is the old man Farah and not the little black charcoal, in fact, I should have discovered it early in the morning, although my little black charcoal is also thin, but it is not that tall, but the news to the dragon hún grass just now was overwhelmed, and I didn't even see such an obvious difference.

Damn, it's so hateful, although it's very unwilling, but there's nothing to do, who can blame this kind of thing?

It's all Guo Jia's fault!!

After calming down a bit, I remembered that now was not the time to pay attention to Old Man Farah.

What about the little black charcoal, what about my little black charcoal?

Looking past the old man Farrah, he fell behind him, and the ice coffin made by himself was impressively placed in the depression in the center of the magic array, which was covered with magic textures, and formed a whole with the entire magic array in the room.

My baby n.v. is lying quietly in it, with a thin and pitiful face, with a peaceful sleeping countenance, just as I did when I sealed her up, without the slightest change.

"Little Black Carbon."

With a trembling voice, I came to the ice coffin step by step, staring at the people inside, gradually becoming stupid, just wanting time to stop forever, and keep looking enough.

No, my little black charcoal, no matter how you look at it, you can't see enough, right?

Holding the ice coffin tightly, his vision became wet and blurred unconsciously.

"I said, you kid is in the way, can you get out of the way a little?" Just when the father and NV met, a discordant voice came out piercing in front of such a touching scene.

"Turning around and glaring viciously, the initiator, Rogge was the first stingy and was waving his hand to drive people away with a troublesome face."

"You old horseman, do you want to separate me from Little Black Coal? mén neither. "I immediately turned into Godzilla and spat flames from all over my mouth.

"It's a bear that came out of your house." Faced with Godzilla's threat, Farah turned back to Jie Lù Kadao with a blank expression.

"I'm sorry, Lord Farah, but my Highness has caused you trouble."

With a slight bow, she stepped forward, and with superior force she took me by the collar and pulled me to the side.

Wait, wait, which side are you on, let go of me and wait for me to pluck out the last few beards of this old horseman, roar and so on, I said wait, violence is forbidden, vain attempt to achieve the goal by force is the most stupid way, what about the president, I want to see the president!

In front of the power of the Twelve Horsemen (the last of them), an enraged Godzilla is dragged away from the Empire State Building, his most beloved toy, by the tail of the lizard.

máo!

"See I'll clean you up later." Turning around, he glared fiercely at the traitor Huang Duanzi shìnv.

"Old man Farah, why are you here, what do you want to do to my little black charcoal?" Seeing that the old man Farah pinched his beard and made a contemplative look, and kept circling around the ice coffin, although he understood it well, I still shouted unwillingly.

"Well, didn't Akara sue you?" Old man Farah glanced up at me in his hurry.

"Don't mention this to me, I've been fooled by those two old foxes."

Thinking of the mysterious eyes of Akara and Kane from time to time in the little black shop yesterday, I couldn't help but roar, and I had a tendency to turn black again.

And Veras and them too, they knew but didn't tell me, and when they were in the Ice Valley, they were just that, I can understand that they were worried about me and Alto Lìya, and they didn't say it because they were afraid that I would be distracted, but when they came back, they still dared to hide it from their husbands, and they all learned badly, and they should be spanked!

"I've been tricked again, what a wretch."

Seeing me like this, the old man Farah, who was suffering from the two old foxes, didn't understand what was going on, so he narrowed his eyes with pity and sneer.

"You care about me, hurry up and tell me what's going on, why hasn't Little Black Carbon been resurrected yet?"

I took a look at the ice coffin, and it was clear that the dragon hún grass, according to Huang Duanzi shìnv, it had magically appeared the day after I and Alto Lìya left, and half a year has passed, and now the little black charcoal is still lying in the ice coffin?

"Magic idiot, I usually let you read more of that magic foundation, where have you learned, thinking that you can be resurrected by feeding the dragon hún grass to her directly?" Old man Farah looked at me disdainfully and said disdainfully.

"Or else?"

My figure...... Could it be the little black charcoal? As soon as I moved, my vision began to blur.

At this moment, the black shadow also seemed to notice us, and the body paused, and slowly turned around, for me, every second passed too slowly, as if I had to wait for thousands of years to wait for the other party to complete the action of turning and see the real face.

There is a sentence that everyone is looking for him thousands of times, but the person is there, and the lights are shining, "Why are you the old man!" ”

The next moment, I chúuǐ didn't soften, and flew straight up and kicked a turning Zhidai Fei kick over.

"Why can't it be me, young people nowadays, they don't know how to respect the elderly, and I'm still working hard here." The other party just stretched out a finger slightly, and suddenly, an invisible wall in the air blocked the flying kick.

"Give back my expectations, pay back my touches!" I burst into tears.

"You're blind and expecting to move, it's my business." Old man Farah rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

That's right, this thin back shrouded in a black sè black sè cloak is the old man Farah and not the little black charcoal, in fact, I should have discovered it early in the morning, although my little black charcoal is also thin, but it is not that tall, but the news to the dragon hún grass just now was overwhelmed, and I didn't even see such an obvious difference.

Damn, it's so hateful, although it's very unwilling, but there's nothing to do, who can blame this kind of thing?

It's all Guo Jia's fault!!

After calming down a bit, I remembered that now was not the time to pay attention to Old Man Farah.

What about the little black charcoal, what about my little black charcoal?

Looking past the old man Farrah, he fell behind him, and the ice coffin made by himself was impressively placed in the depression in the center of the magic array, which was covered with magic textures, and formed a whole with the entire magic array in the room.

My baby n.v. is lying quietly in it, with a thin and pitiful face, with a peaceful sleeping countenance, just as I did when I sealed her up, without the slightest change.

"Little Black Carbon."

With a trembling voice, I came to the ice coffin step by step, staring at the people inside, gradually becoming stupid, just wanting time to stop forever, and keep looking enough.

No, my little black charcoal, no matter how you look at it, you can't see enough, right?

Holding the ice coffin tightly, his vision became wet and blurred unconsciously.

"I said, you kid is in the way, can you get out of the way a little?" Just when the father and NV met, a discordant voice came out piercing in front of such a touching scene.

"Turning around and glaring viciously, the initiator, Rogge was the first stingy and was waving his hand to drive people away with a troublesome face."

"You old horseman, do you want to separate me from Little Black Coal? mén neither. "I immediately turned into Godzilla and spat flames from all over my mouth.

"It's a bear that came out of your house." Faced with Godzilla's threat, Farah turned back to Jie Lù Kadao with a blank expression.

"I'm sorry, Lord Farah, but my Highness has caused you trouble."

With a slight bow, she stepped forward, and with superior force she took me by the collar and pulled me to the side.

Wait, wait, which side are you on, let go of me and wait for me to pluck out the last few beards of this old horseman, roar and so on, I said wait, violence is forbidden, vain attempt to achieve the goal by force is the most stupid way, what about the president, I want to see the president!

In front of the power of the Twelve Horsemen (the last of them), an enraged Godzilla is dragged away from the Empire State Building, his most beloved toy, by the tail of the lizard.

máo!

"See I'll clean you up later." Turning around, he glared fiercely at the traitor Huang Duanzi shìnv.

"Old man Farah, why are you here, what do you want to do to my little black charcoal?" Seeing that the old man Farah pinched his beard and made a contemplative look, and kept circling around the ice coffin, although he understood it well, I still shouted unwillingly.

"Well, didn't Akara sue you?" Old man Farah glanced up at me in his hurry.

"Don't mention this to me, I've been fooled by those two old foxes."

Thinking of the mysterious eyes of Akara and Kane from time to time in the little black shop yesterday, I couldn't help but roar, and I had a tendency to turn black again.

And Veras and them too, they knew but didn't tell me, and when they were in the Ice Valley, they were just that, I can understand that they were worried about me and Alto Lìya, and they didn't say it because they were afraid that I would be distracted, but when they came back, they still dared to hide it from their husbands, and they all learned badly, and they should be spanked!

"I've been tricked again, what a wretch."

Seeing me like this, the old man Farah, who was suffering from the two old foxes, didn't understand what was going on, so he narrowed his eyes with pity and sneer.

"You care about me, hurry up and tell me what's going on, why hasn't Little Black Carbon been resurrected yet?"

I took a look at the ice coffin, and it was clear that the dragon hún grass, according to Huang Duanzi shìnv, it had magically appeared the day after I and Alto Lìya left, and half a year has passed, and now the little black charcoal is still lying in the ice coffin?

"Magic idiot, I usually let you read more of that magic foundation, where have you learned, thinking that you can be resurrected by feeding the dragon hún grass to her directly?" Old man Farah looked at me disdainfully and said disdainfully.

"Or else?"

I'm the kind of person who doesn't want to repay my kindness.

I thought about it and said.

"It's best if you can do that."

Moment. Farah's expression became happy, and his hands kept moving together, obviously believing that I was a rich man.

"Wait for the day when the little black charcoal is resurrected."

"We'll have to wait until then." Suddenly, happiness turned into a bitter gourd face.

"Of course, the results haven't come out yet, I'm willing to give, is your dignified Mage Guild president embarrassed to accept it?"

"Of course I'm sorry."

Lou: Gas..."

I forgot about this guy's brazenness.

"All in all, let's talk about it when the time comes, if it's small. Black charcoal is really alive. I paused and smiled.

"Even if you donate all the money I have to the Mage Guild."

"Mmmmmm, that's pretty much the same, why is it the Mage Guild!" Old man Farah nodded in satisfaction before noticing that something was wrong and flipped the table angrily.

"It's obviously my credit, why give this money to the Mage Guild."

"Oh, aren't you the president of the Mage Guild? It is natural to have made a contribution and give feedback to the Mage Guild, and I believe that the entire Mage Guild will be proud to have a president like you, right, Fa~La~Hui~Long~"

I lengthened my voice and laughed with interest.

When I'm stupid, if I give the money directly to this old man, although in the end most of the money can still benefit the entire Mage Guild, but there is a chance that some of the ** will be withheld by this old man to make trouble with his sī people, and then the explosion continues, I don't want to help the abuse.

"You stinky boy—" Old Man Farah was so depressed that he almost tore off a few more of his remaining beards.

"However, when the time comes, it will be difficult to support you." I accepted it when I saw it, and then waited for the old man Farrah, who was smiling again, word by word.

"The premise is that you can't use it to tinker with those things that explode."

This sentence made the other party frown sadly.

"Damn, you stinky boy is getting more and more cunning, almost like those two old foxes, what did I Farah do in my last life, I would have met you guys, damn it, I hate the jīng spirit clan, now, immediately, immediately pack up and leave."

In the end, the departing back of Old Man Farah was still making such prison words.

"What's wrong with this old man, how does it look, as if he has some deep hatred with the Jīng Spirit Clan." I asked, puzzled.

"Please remember what happened when you married Your Majesty." Huang Duanzi shìnv roundabout the answer.

When you married Alto Lìya?

I thought about it, and then ......

Poof, laughter.

I remembered that in the Jīng Ling [Guang] field, the scene where Mu Dwarf Winter Melon Drama was elevated into a magic less NV Farah...