"Have I ever told you, I hate you the most like a woman who is eager for justice and righteousness, tough and has a so-called bottom line~"

"Is it so difficult to admit that you are just standing and standing?"

The sound of fire 'poof' came up again.

I didn't wake up, and I got up very badly.

She snorted and looked at her sleepy-eyed face in the mirror, and simulated a hundred tortures that could be used on beasts.

Before it was finished, there was an uncomfortable smell from nowhere.

Yin Hua's drowsiness woke up immediately.

After a moment's pause, she lowered her eyelids and curled an injured arc at the corner of her mouth.

After a while, she looked in the mirror with a sad face: "He really doesn't want me anymore, what's the swelling to do?" ”

The face in the mirror is obviously exactly the same as hers, but the expression is completely different.

With a cold and noble face, he said, "Kill it, there are still four fifths of it." ”

Yin Hua nodded: "Well, let's die, this one looks too different, I don't like acting." ”

Yin Hua stretched out her hand, and the small villa above her head shrank back, turning into a small model and flying back into her palm.

The sight was unobstructed, and Yin Hua saw that the black pressed beasts surrounded a few times, but they all hesitated, twisted and pinched, and didn't dare to go up.

There was a ravine in front of them, and a brick was jumping up and down, and the commotion was killing all sides.

That posture made it clear that whoever dared to cross that ravine must be ready to turn into a mountain of flesh.

On the ground inside the ravine, there were piles of broken corpses of strange beasts, but the inner dan was intact.

Yin Hua went up and touched it, looking at this scene that he hadn't seen for many years, and his sigh before going to bed changed again.

"Xiuzhen civilization is not bad, see how happy my little cutie is~"

Glancing back at the place where the breath came from.

It seems that it is the deepest part of the Warcraft Forest.

Yin Hua smiled slowly, the momentum on his body changed, he took out the Flower Sea Flying Magic Weapon and jumped up, and beckoned in the direction of the bricks: "Little cutie, come back~"

"Let's go fight the boss~"

……

The sea of flowers flying magic weapon is as good as ever.

The magic weapon of the ninth grade, the formation above was moved by Yin Hua again, and at this time, its defensive ability was first-class.

This can still resist the attacks of second-rate alien beasts along the way.

But its attack ability is not too full of Chinese intentions.

The beast that surrounded it couldn't break through its defenses, but it couldn't kill the beast either.

Coupled with its too dazzling appearance, the aura emitted by the high-grade spirit stones throughout the body is simply a mobile beast solicitor.

Yin Hua sat cross-legged inside, holding his cheeks and thinking about his thoughts.

The bricks floated beside her, eager to jump out and do it again.

"Be good, bear with it, the fight is behind."

Yin Hua patted the bricks and found a large jade bottle, the color and craftsmanship were exactly the same as the one given to the Great Elder.

But it's at least four or five times the size of that.

Yin Hua thought about it while carrying the bottle.

He pulled out another bottle.

I pulled out another bottle...

He pulled out three bottle caps in one go, closed his eyes, and poured his head into his mouth.

Then, with a twisted face, she pulled out a can of Sprite and poured it down.

Several streams of blood flowed out of the mouth, eyes, ears, and nose.

Yin Hua wiped it and lay down on his back.

"No matter how many years have passed, this taste is as unpleasant as ever."

"Little cutie, give me the Dharma protector~"

Yin Hua closed his eyes and wiped the blood from his mouth, eyes, ears and nose.

took out a yellow cauldron and buckled it towards himself.

After a while, there was a crackling and popping sound in the cauldron that lasted for a long, long time.

The bricks roamed over the pot, faster and faster, like a person who was anxiously waiting.