Chapter 993: Guidance for the Thunder Spirit Clan's Emblem 1

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"I don't have any opinions, so I'll ask you if you're afraid?"

Luo Qinglan smiled slightly.

"I'm scared, but what does it matter?"

Chi Yufeng raised his head and laughed, but he didn't care.

"Wherever the big guy goes, we'll go."

Yue Honglian and Dongfang Ming Dongfang Yue said successively.

"Then go ahead."

Luo Qinglan fixed his head.

So, as the Qinglong Flying Boat continued to move forward, it soon entered the area densely shrouded in thunderclouds.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every time the terrifying silver thunder comes, at least three together, and the frequency is quite fast.

So much so that Mo Jianchen didn't dare to leave the Qinglong Stone Platform that he controlled easily.

He watched the six roads, listened to the eight directions, and controlled the green dragon flying boat to move forward in twists and turns.

Shi'er turned left to avoid, sometimes turned right to avoid, and even sometimes had to stop, so that the silver thunder could continue to move forward.

Along the way, it can be described as difficult, and at the same time, it is extremely dangerous.

Because, as long as you don't control the Qinglong Flying Boat once, you will be hit by the silver thunder.

"I'm so panicked."

Nangong Qian is absolutely staggering.

It's no wonder that those snow spirit masters don't dare to go deep into here.

Ships are inflexible and at risk of being crushed by lightning at any time.

"As the saying goes, wealth and danger are sought, and if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger?"

Mo Jianchen laughed arrogantly.

"Yes! Only by stepping into places that others dare not set foot can it be possible to get more. ”

Luo Qinglan nodded in agreement, with a look of determination in her eyes.

"Wouldn't it be too dangerous? The little abbot is chanting the scriptures, and he doesn't know if it's for scare, or if it's the homework that must be done every day. ”

Xuanyuan Beiyu lifted the curtain of the door and stepped out abruptly.

"He's missing a little girl, chanting scriptures to divert attention, right?"

Luo Qinglan joked.

"Mo Xi Butterfly?"

Chi Yufeng was a few people, almost in unison.

"When I was on Yuexi Butterfly Island last night, this little guy saw that the little girl was blushing, and he was moved."

Luo Qinglan said with great pleasure.

"This concentration is too scummy, isn't it?"

Chi Yufeng laughed.

"Isn't he looking for a little girl at his age? These days, the little children are very precocious. ”

Nangong Qianjue said with a smile.

"Amitabha! Is it really good for the big brothers to gossip behind their backs? ”

The little abbot suddenly walked out, and his face was full of unhappiness.

"Ahem, the scenery here is very good."

Chi Yufeng coughed dryly, and quickly looked around.

"Silver thunder in the sky, it's really good."

The little abbot gives a white eye.

"You can't lie, Feng Gongzi, are you drunk?"

Nangong Qian was speechless.

Could it be that there are too many silver thunders here and it is too dangerous to change the topic? If you have to say that the scenery is good, it sounds very fake.

"Does the little abbot have a crush on butterflies? Next month, we can also go to Yuexi Butterfly Island. ”

Nangong Qianjue asked with a smile.

"You can also bring butterflies out to play."

Chi Yufeng said bewildermently.

A pair of enchanting phoenix eyes are full of evil smiles.

"Amitabha! The master once said that only by not moving the mind can you become a Buddha! Sister Butterfly is very cute, but ...... This abbot is dedicated to the Buddha, and he has long lost his seven emotions and six desires. ”

The little abbot is eight meridians.

"I suddenly want to eat meat! And then with the Luo's Snow Plum Spring brewed by Xiao Lanlan, it is really happy like a fairy. ”

Chi Yufeng said again, and deliberately shook the wine gourd, causing a burst of tempting wine aroma.

"Aren't you going to be too bad? So many people bully a little monk, like words? ”

Luo Qinglan couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly pulled the little abbot to his side.