The old-fashioned skyscraper giant, the faltering ragdoll monster, the clown who can't even hold a throwing knife. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The playground that was originally terrifying has become a comedy show in a blink of an eye, and there is no deterrent at all.

Wu Ming raised his right hand lightly and rotated it gently, not wanting to play anymore.

A little bit of light, as his gestures gathered, more and more, as dazzling as the sun.

"Space, shattered!" The huge wheel of light was gently pushed out by Wu Ming, and everything in its path was shattered.

Whether it is the skyscraper giants or those puppets, they all screamed and turned into dust, turning the ancient playground into a desolate place in the blink of an eye.

"Outsider, you're amazing!" After cleaning up these little monsters, Feng Su's figure reappeared.

She stood in mid-air, tilting her head to look at Wu Ming, as if wondering where he came from.

But after thinking about it for a while, I reluctantly gave up.

After all, Feng Su is the Silver Charm Clan, the youngest Seven-Star Heroic Spirit Master, and has not yet left the Silver Charm Continent. She doesn't know exactly what the outside world is like and what kind of strong people she has.

"I can't say it's amazing, it's so-so." Wu Ming looked modest, and said: "Where is the little girl who was caught by you, I have no intention of fighting with you, I will leave immediately if I hand over the person, think about it." ”

This is the territory of the Silver Meizu, and fighting is not a good way to solve the problem.

In case of a firefight, Feng Su could ask for help from other Heroic Spirit Masters, but Wu Ming and the others couldn't.

Therefore, if it can be resolved peacefully, it is best to settle it peacefully.

"You want to find that little girl?" Feng Su walked down from the sky step by step, and said regretfully: "But I like her very much, what if I don't want you to take it away...... Heroic Arms! ”

A pillar of light fell from the sky and was projected directly onto Feng Su's body.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Feng Su's hands have an extra pair of white gloves, and the double ponytails are also tied up with bows.

White silk, pink boots, silver-white armor, pink bands around his arms, and a white staff with gold rimmed.

In the blink of an eye, the equipment on Feng Su's body took on a new look, and a goddess heroic spirit with closed eyes guarded behind her with open hands.

"How can you transform?" As soon as Wu Ming had raised this idea, the staff in Feng Su's hand clicked over.

Don't think about it, change positions in an instant.

As soon as Wu Ming left on the front foot, a violent explosion sounded from the position where he was originally standing.

Looking back, there was a big pit on the ground, and the ultra-high temperature crystallized the ground. It is conceivable that if this is hit on the body, it is by no means a comfortable thing.

"Restraint!" Feng Su's snow-white arms were wrapped around two fluttering ribbons.

With the sound of Jiao's cheers, the streamers came straight to Wu Ming, like two poisonous snakes, biting towards his wrists.

Wu Ming shifted his position again, trying to avoid these things.

Unexpectedly, the streamers could also break through the space, and even if he teleported a few times, he just couldn't shake them off.

"It's useless, my streamers have tracking rules, unless they restrain the target, otherwise you will flee to the ends of the earth, and they will follow you." Feng Su's incarnation of Sailor Moon, whether it is his expression or tone, has an obvious tsundere.

Wu Ming's eyes flickered, and he was skeptical of Feng Su's words.

However, whether he believes it or not, there is no way to escape like this.

After looking down and thinking for a moment, Wu Ming put his hands together, and a purple gourd appeared in his hand.

"Please help me, baby!" Wu Ming opened the lid of the gourd and threw it behind him.

Ninety-nine red clouds scattered gourds, like erupting volcanoes, billions of gourd sand sprayed out.

The pink ribbon bore the brunt of it, and it was sprayed like this by the gourd sand, and it suddenly became a little shaky.

It's a pity that I don't know what kind of treasure the ribbon is, so it hasn't been destroyed, but it looks a lot darker.

"Let's change positions!"

Feng Su held his staff high, and the goddess of the Heroic Spirit behind him slowly opened his eyes.

The place where the goddess of the Heroic Spirit stared was Wu Ming's treasure gourd.

At a glance, the treasure gourd and the pink ribbon suddenly switched positions.

The treasure gourd that was originally in front of Wu Ming became Feng Su's ribbon, and the positions of the two were actually reversed.

Sou!!

As soon as the position was changed, the streamer suddenly became powerful and directly wrapped around Wu Ming's hands.

Wu Ming's eyes were a little more surprised, looking at the ribbon tied to his wrist, he wondered: "What kind of ability is this, there is still this kind of operation?" ”

The scattered gourd is an innate magic weapon, and it is controlled by Wu Ming, a sage, so it stands to reason that it is difficult to be controlled.

But the facts were in front of him, but he had to believe it.

"Come back!"

"Come back!"

In unison, the orders issued by Wu Ming and Feng Su were all the words "come back".

For a while, the ribbon pulled Wu Ming and rushed towards Feng Su, and the scattered gourd also flew towards his hand quickly under Wu Ming's order.

Almost at the same time, Wu Ming was pulled in front of Feng Su, and the treasure gourd also flew into his hand.

Wu Ming subconsciously lifted the gourd and spit in front of him.

Feng Su was already prepared, the staff in his hand was lightly raised, and a light shield appeared in front of him.

The gourd sand hit the light shield, and the rain hit the pipa like a crisp crashing sound.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Su threw out the ribbons on his arms as if dancing, and tied Wu Ming into a mummy in a blink of an eye.

"Turn back time!"

An alarm clock appeared in front of Wu Ming, and the time on it pointed to 12:10.

With his command, the alarm clock was beating in time, quickly reversing backwards.

12:10, 12:9, 12:8....

In the blink of an eye, time was set back three minutes, and Wu Ming, who was trapped in the streamer, also blurred for a while, and reappeared in his original position.

"The power of time!" Seeing Wu Ming come out of trouble, a smile appeared on the corner of Feng Su's mouth.

A small range of reversal time, easy for the saints.

But in front of another saint-level existence, it would not be so simple to be able to turn back time.

Feng Su's own time was not affected, and the power of time only acted on Wu Ming himself.

However, she still sensed what method Wu Ming was using, and had a countermeasure.

"Blockade!" The magic wand in Feng Su's hand was thrown out directly by her.

The staff rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a jade pillar that reached the sky, nailed between heaven and earth.

Wu Ming felt his body for the first time, and he had the illusion of being stuck in a quagmire.

It's like walking in a swamp, let alone running with all your might, it's hard to even walk slowly in small steps.

Suppressed by the magic wand, Wu Ming's brows furrowed.

Although he hadn't tried it yet, he instinctively sensed that even his body had been suppressed, and the power of time and space might not be spared.

"What is Feng Su's heroic spirit, why is the power so weird, it seems to have no flaws!"

Light shields, position shifts, restraints, shockwaves, suppression...

In just a dozen rounds, Feng Su used five practical techniques, each of which was tiring to deal with.

Even Wu Ming had a headache and found that he really didn't have a good way to deal with it, as if his ability was restrained.

"Equivalent Sealing Scale!" Feng Su's hands quickly changed gestures, and a golden balance fell from the sky.

Before Wu Ming knew what was going on, he saw Feng Su take off a white glove and throw it on the scale.

In the next second, a golden light flashed on the scale, directly enveloping his scattered gourd.

Wu Ming raised his eyes and saw that on the left side of the balance was a white glove, and on the right was his scattered gourd, which was actually sealed equally.

"Wouldn't it, but it would be equivalent?" Wu Ming smacked his tongue secretly, no matter how he thought, it didn't make sense.

Feng Su had pride on his face, as if he had won a battle, and said with a smile: "How is it impossible, my gloves are very important to me, and your gourd is also very important to you." The importance of both parties is equal, and the value is of course the same. ”

"Isn't it, that's okay?" Wu Ming has the illusion of encountering Lao Lai, the law of this equivalent balance, should he be so laid-back.