And just now, when the invincible slingshot black leather pocket was pulled by the ditch people to the farthest point in the south, it also swept the strong strong wind behind him, blowing the emerald green of the sky, crushing the radish leaves, blowing with the dust, and came to the side of the pointing tree. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 But when it came ferociously frightened the seventeen or eighteen-year-old son, he fled to the bottom of the radish ditch again, and sprinkled a thick layer of broad leaves under the thick and high pointing tree, all of which were blown into the air, so that the high altitude that stretched out beyond the canopy around the pointing tree was completely attached to the tree again, and after the tree grew taller and the crown was wider, the thin man who was two meters wide outside the brown stone well was still motionless, and let the wind blow dirt and blow his slender hair, and he still knelt there with his upper body and repented, blaming himself and being sentimental。

"Wow, what's going on? What's going on? The owner is annoyed this time, and he doesn't know how many black stone bullets he has taken out of the Golden Pavilion, but from the last height and width of the pile, there are no less than 100 of them this time, right?"

The man in the ditch heard that the rumor from the north pointed to the tree was calm, and he also vaguely heard the rumbling sound from that direction disappearing, so he speculated that his black stone bullets had been successfully launched again this time! He was just anxious in his heart, eager to know how this last black stone bullet would respond when it hit the distant direction of the Array King City.

He was anxious, and finally put his arms on the ground, jumped up high, and stood steadily, standing in the emerald green radish field on a row of terraced fields halfway up the radish ditch, and then a stubborn look appeared on his sharp white face, and his little mouth frequently opened a few muttering:

"The Lord must rush back to the pointing tree at once, for if the last of the black stone bullets of the Lord were to hit the distant thief city, the pointing tree would have a very small reaction, or if the pointing tree did not move, and all the broad leaves of the pointing tree did not tremble. That means that the thieves and grandchildren in the big thief city have been completely wiped out! Haha, it's interesting. The key is too critical! I want to go back, hurry back!"

After the ditch man finished talking to himself, his not tall body suddenly squatted down. The elbows of the two little arms twisted outward, and the whole body with a bunch of long black hair like a small leaf on the top of the head rotated rapidly on the spot, and one of its half-body techniques disappeared from the lower half of its body, and it entered the radish field below, and then used the half-body technique to hide itself in the emerald green radish bush, straight to the north in the radish field, so that this line went straight to the north and pointed to the radish field under the tree, and the big radish with the heart of the flower heart of the radish field rotated to the north with its half-body body and its own radish roots, The radish leaves swirl and go forward with the radish field dreamily, too. Northward. The man on the ditch is like a gust of wind blowing the radish leaves on the top of the radish field, "scraping" the radish leaves and throwing them wildly, and its work has been facing north, cutting the surface of the ground, and walking back to the point tree.

In the middle of the crippled Array King City in the far north, black smoke was still filled, and the fire was still burning high in the city, and it was so baked that the headspace of the ruined city could not stay more and more. More and more unable to breathe, but the pure blue fairy magpie was still bravely waving its giant wings and carrying its young master to fly in the sky above the royal city. Help him find a way to find a way to make a living for the people of the royal city!

"Ah, old magpie, this king is almost too hot! Is this king's city really useless?"

Zhao Shujie was wearing gorgeous clothes, and her wide face was roasted red, red as the sun. It was like fire, but it was not as hot as the fire in his heart, and he was still twisting his wide brain, looking down and around with the flying of the fairy magpie.

"Young master, there is less black smoke in this city now. Especially in the southern city of Wangcheng, behind the former Huxian Hall in Wangcheng, and north of the original Wanxianglou in Wangcheng, it has become a forest of fire, a sea of fire, and it can't fall down, including the city walls around Wangcheng, which are also full of fire! Only, only in the previous immortal worship field, in the middle of the previous cultivation courtyard, there is a vacant land with broken bricks and tiles, the fire is very small, and there is a small piece of flat land that has not ignited, look at it, see it is there is also mercilessly hot, roasted fiercely......"

The immortal magpie looked down seriously with Zhao Shujie's question, carefully pondering the meaning beyond "useless" in his mouth.

"Ah, this king has summed up some experience from the last batch of black stone bullets. This king felt that the bastard's black stone bullet on the ditch was becoming more and more perverted, and he was more and more able to chase it, but it was the last time except for a collective collision inside the ruined city, the black stone bullet did not attack the ruined city much!

Zhao Shujie immediately followed the response of the fairy magpie and analyzed, and shouted, shouting higher than the sound of fire and wind in the city below, so that the fairy magpie could hear it.

"That's not, isn't that a moth to a fire?

The fairy magpie was too incomprehensible, and asked rhetorically.

"Ah, the old magpie is not the right word, it should be called rebirth from the fire!

Zhao Shujie's two big arms tightened the thick long neck that the fairy magpie was trying to stretch out, shaking his head with a layer of fine hair, pondering sadly, feeling, refuting, and asking himself.

"Oh, there ......!

Suddenly, the moment Zhao Shujie began to ask himself, his brain turned smartly, and he suddenly crossed his legs so that he took turns to droop powerfully, and knocked on the fat back of the fairy magpie, and he was so excited that he immediately laughed.

"Huh, what's the young master? You must think carefully this time. The survival of all the people of the royal city is at stake!"

The fairy magpie's sharp round head tilted back, and the slender fluffy spirit hair on the top of the head stroked Zhao Shujie's fiery face with some caresses, giving him an itchy feeling and a sober feeling, while reminding him again and again.

"Hahahaha...... All of you are worried! Everyone, including Lao Que, is worried! This king doesn't need to ask the gallant mice outside the city, he knows that they don't trust this king, but this king is extremely confident, and this king is 100% sure! The mid-air outside the city and on the ground are not safe enough, this king has completely found a way for his people to survive, and this king will be a well-deserved savior and benefactor for the people of the city! Hahahaha......

Suddenly, Zhao Shujie was full of confidence by Xianque's question, and he was crazy, shouting at the top of his voice, he was debauched! )