"Walk in the small world and pick up a big cutie!"

"I gently put him in a big iron pot and boiled it into soup!"

"Hurry up, hurry up and cook it!

The smiling witch squatted beside the big iron pot, looking expectantly at the tumbling iron pot, waiting for the soup. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the big iron cauldron, Black Mountain kept roaring, frantically absorbing a large amount of blood and qi, and opening up one trick after another.

At the same time, he also waved his fists and feet, trying to break the big iron cauldron.

However, the big iron pot is made of something I don't know what it is made of, and it is extremely strong.

He swung the meteor hammer and struck it, and the iron pot rattled strangely, but it never shattered.

"Roar...... Am I going to be killed like this?"

He roared, unwilling to be boiled like this.

Outside the big iron cauldron, the witch laughed strangely, she lay on the ground from time to time, opened her mouth and spewed out mouthfuls of miserable green flames that fell on the white bones, making the white bone flames even stronger.

During this period, there were creatures passing by from time to time.

When the creatures saw a witch lying next to the big iron pot boiling broth, they were in ecstasy, and they were about to catch the witch, eat her, and drink some broth along the way!

However, before they could make a move, the witch laughed strangely, grabbed them, broke their necks, and threw them into the big iron cauldron.

Tu Jiu, who was seriously injured on the side, trembled with fright, curled up to the side, and did not dare to move.

"This witch is terrifying!"

"In this small world, there is such a terrifying witch?

Figure 9 is sad and regretful.

At this moment, a figure in the distance walked slowly!

When the witch who was pouting and blowing fire saw the comer, she immediately coughed, sat down suddenly, grabbed Figure 9 casually, smoothed his hair, and used him as a fan to fan the flames.

"Beautiful man, have you ever been hungry and thirsty, have you ever been tired?"

"I've just made the broth, and the broth is almost cooked, beautiful man, why don't you take a sip to replenish your strength, and then go on the road?"

"If you're tired, you can lie on someone's lap and take a nap!"

The beautiful man smiled, this beautiful man was slender, his blonde hair exuded a glimmer of light, and he stood on the earth like a god who had descended to earth!

Under the vast light, he looked indifferent, stretched out his white fingers, and gently pointed to the big iron pot:

I asked, "There was resentment in the broth, and if I drank it, would I be ruined?"

Then, the blonde man smiled and pointed to the witch's legs under the tattered robes: "I'm lying on your lap, will you screw my head off?"

The witch shook her head quickly with a resentful expression: "How could it be? How could I be willing to boil it into broth and eat it with a beautiful man like you, who is rare in the world?"

"No, I never make any broth!"

The blonde man laughed, "Hehe......!"

"That vulture in your hand is a slave of our Terrans!"

Smack!

The witch casually threw the vulture onto the bone flames, trying to destroy the evidence.

However, Tu Jiu's desire to survive was too strong, and he was burned by the white bone flames, he screamed miserably, crawled out of the flames, curled aside, and covered his head with hairless wings:

"Quack...... I'm dead, don't ask me anything, okay?"

Seeing the performance of Figure 9, the blonde man smiled:

"Witch, where is its owner?"

The blonde man pointed to Figure 9 and smiled:

"It bears the mark of a human slave on its forehead, so its owner must be a Terran!"

"In this small world, all human races are not allowed to be harmed by other creatures!"

The witch said shyly: "Beautiful man, people are also Terrans!"

As she spoke, she lifted her cloak, revealing a face covered in wrinkles and scars.

This face is extremely old, and the wrinkles on his face can crush walnuts.

What's weird is that on this face, he also saw cracks.

In some places, the cracks have opened up large gaps, revealing white and smooth skin.

On the witch's cracked forehead, he saw that the cracks formed a complex circle of thirteen-pointed stars.

Seeing this thirteen-pointed star array, the blonde man's eyes shrank, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and the confidence on his face disappeared in an instant.

"I still have something to do, you can drink the soup by yourself!"

As he spoke, he turned and ran.

"How can you leave me, beautiful man?" cried out the witch in despair.

She looked at the big iron pot that had been shaking on the side, and then at the blonde man who was far away, stomped her foot violently, and dragged the hairless Tujiu under her buttocks.

Boom ......!

A small bottle of black liquid was forcibly poured into Tu Jiu's mouth, and Tu Jiu screamed, and the feathers on his body grew wildly.

"Let's go, my little vulture, help me find the beautiful man!"

Whew, whew!

Picture 9 screamed, he found himself uncontrollably spreading his wings and taking off into the air, like a hurricane, chasing after the fleeing blonde man.

And the blonde man saw the witch riding a vulture chasing after him, and the fear in his eyes was three points stronger:

"Escape...... Absolutely must not let ...... The witch caught me!"

Thinking of this, he didn't care about the demeanor of a master, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, casually releasing a half-machine, half-biological two-headed dragon.

The two-headed dragon hissed, carried him, and fled frantically.

Facing the witch with the imprint of the thirteen-pointed star circle, he didn't have the slightest confidence to do it.

Because, the witch with the mark of the thirteen-pointed star on her forehead, no one dares to provoke...... Even if the witch may be an indigenous creature.

The witch went to chase the blonde man, and under the iron pot, a pile of white bones shook, and then there was stability.

The iron pot shook more fiercely, and in the iron pot, Black Mountain roared in the sky, and the meteor chains wrapped around his arms, and his arms were like battering rams, beating the iron pot frantically.

"Humph......!"

"Hah......!"

Hum Hafa Gate circulated, and all the medicinal power and blood qi in the iron pot were almost absorbed by him.

Now, with the help of the medicinal power and blood qi in the iron cauldron, he has opened up more than a thousand tricks.

Now, he has 1,600 knots in the sea.

Sixteen hundred tricks, all of which he chose to have infinite powers.

This supernatural power, after adding hundreds of thousands of catties of strength to him, did not increase anymore.

On the contrary, there was an imprint of infinite power in his body.

The mark was imprinted into his veins, intertwined, and converged into a stream that swam through his veins.

"If Lao Tzu reproduces now, there must be a 1 percent chance of being born among the offspring. ”

"But, now Lao Tzu is trapped in an iron pot and will soon be boiled into broth!"

"It's become a broth, what are you talking about reproduction? What else are you talking about?"

He kept roaring, but he was unwilling to be boiled into broth like this.

Seeing that the medicinal power and blood qi in the iron pot were becoming more and more scarce, he found that his body seemed to be cooked by the boiling medicinal soup.

In the sea of knowledge, 1,600 thoughts collided wildly, and there were flashes of inspiration, thinking about how to break the situation.

Suddenly, one of these thoughts came to mind, and a workable plan came to mind: