What can suspicion solve?

Thinking of her Inviting Moon Sword, a layer of chill had already been plated in front of her eyes.

"If you can't, fight poison with poison, just burn yourself on fire!"

Playing with his life, Jaw Tian was already smiling.

There was no sense of arrogance in her eyes.

But it can be seen that her heart is so strong.

It's like the ubiquitous wind and frost, which comes to the bottom of my heart.

She saw the world in front of her, and it was so changing so quickly, as if she were a strange person—no, the unluckiest person in the world at this moment.

"Who--is this a dragon?"

Perhaps at this moment, the IQ of Jaw Tian can only be described as the behemoth that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Her nails were instantly embedded in the palm of her hand.

A sense of nervousness suddenly arises.

This is the wickedness!

It seems that the dream soul has returned to the emperor's place, and he only knows that this dragon in front of him is extraordinary.

"Huh? It's really interesting. ”

At this moment, in an ordinary city, in a wilderness.

A building that seems to be a water pavilion has already appeared clearly in front of you.

Bluestone slabs, daiwa, and eaves that can shelter from the rain outline a fresh atmosphere, as if this place is full of vitality.

And now, before the light of day, there is a hazy atmosphere here, and there is a morning mist drifting around haphazardly.

Nature is a beautiful landscape.

Knee-high withered grass, living in the world in front of you.

The ridges were full of weeds that encroached on the space for crops to grow.

It's almost miserable, there are no decent crops here, but I don't know that the people in this room are so weak.

Ignore everything in front of you.

It has long been past spring, a good season for sowing, isn't he a lazy man?

And now, the weeds are getting higher and taller day by day.

At this moment, they indulge in the nutrients contained in the land, but nothing is fed back to it.

I thought that the owner of this place had already fallen asleep, and when the sky in front of me was still so dim, even any birds did not want to hunt for food.

But, he--

Suddenly, a voice came out, and there was already a silent dark night in front of me, and a touch of fish belly white slowly rose in the sky, but it didn't look so clear.

If you are here, you can see the sunrise very early, and of course, it is also early.

The voice was like a preview of the morning glow, once again expressing his frank and confused emotions.

In that voice, the feeling of hoarseness was also very strong.

It's as if this person is a meditating person.

Dying old age, death is coming.

"Ridiculous. It is not surprising that the kiss is coming tonight, and the dragon qi ascends to heaven. ”

With this voice, the old man's open-minded temperament was also instantly exposed.

"It's your turn to show off your skills."

The identity of this person is very strange, he is meditating at this moment, and he can actually observe the information of the visit of a mantle?

Moreover, there was a lazy feeling in that voice, which was the same concept from the uncultivated land in front of his door.

His voice was so lazy that it seemed as if he could be passive and slacking off.

But now, it takes endless energy to suppress the kiss, how did he come up with it?

The name of the mantis kiss is also obscure, but everyone here knows it.

It's not a small person.

The dragon king refers to him who can rise and fall from the world, and he is responsible.

Legend has it that the ninth son of the Dragon King is this kiss.

This old man, he still wants to change everything?

It's about the Kiss of the Cockroach, how did he find one?

But is he still in his right mind?

This arrogant name easily came out of the old man's mouth, and this was not caused by his audacity at all.

Oh, my God.

Or is his cultivation like this, he can compete with a mantis kiss?

Perverted!

Is it his selfishness, which is naturally caused?

"Fly me ......"

The voice was also playful.

Strange, strange, the feeling of ridicule in his voice has disappeared.

Plus he just said something to fly out......

Is he manipulating a magic weapon?

Don't--

This is his unique taste.

Isn't!

What the hell?

But I heard a "bang", and the air suddenly shattered.

A small, thin shadow erupted from his hut.

From the window, I flew straight outside.

This is a shadow that looks quite gorgeous, and there is an extra sense of brilliance on the body.

It seemed to be taken aback by something, and its speed reached a level of astonishment.

The cold light, which will not be shattered by anything at all, seems to have been maintaining its own strength and intimidating others.

Especially the signal of the kiss.

Let the old man throw out something that can't be seen clearly, can it really go against the destiny of heaven?

However, the true face of Lushan of that magic weapon was also revealed.

What the?

He uses a small windmill?

Not to represent everything?

Close, close.

The thing in front of him is not what Lang Evil Gong Hou is, not what kind of sword bow and crossbow.

Odd--

He's really a madman!

It's a small windmill, as if it were a child, dragging a pole and flying forward, looking like it's trying hard.

However, such a tiny thrust made it fly higher and higher unconsciously.

What is the impetus that underpins it?

But still no one knows.

It can still hold a pole like a stick, walk so calmly, swim freely in the air, fly up and down, flexibly control the changes in its body shape, and shine on its body.

Therefore, this old man is not a normal person at all.

What strange things did he make?

And this windmill can dazzle almost anyone, and they don't know how to dodge.

Its body is brilliant and brilliantly presented.

Maybe it's also the endless power source that makes it really fly and go to the next level.

This is something that no one can imagine.

This windmill became a magic weapon for the old man, and it was still a fast-flying thing, much faster than ordinary flying swords, let alone compared to the speed of the sword.

Its body is small, and it looks like a faint glow.

It was directly transmitted into the foggy mountains that were about to disperse, and its body, in the ripples, had faded, and gradually became almost invisible.

Its speed was really fast, and at this moment, its body seemed to be floating out of dust, and it didn't take a few seconds for its body to appear and disappear completely.

This windmill can fly so fast.

On its body, the fan blades are constantly waving.

Holding one's body up is a small thing, but it has the power to protect itself, and it will only move towards the goal.

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