The old man who talked a lot stretched out his hand and swayed gently, and the rolling aura wrapped up all the dragon Yan Kui.

Then he grabbed Long Yankui in the palm of his hand, spread it out for Mu Huansha to see, and said with a smile:

"Little girl, the magic weapon is good, but it also depends on who uses it, hehe. Yes!!! ”

The screams began, and a bunch of small mushrooms quickly grew into his hands.

Yellow umbrella umbrella, white pole pole.

At first glance, I feel that I will lie on the board.

The other three monks, who were light and light-hearted, were all shocked when they heard the old man's screams, and their eyes converged on his palms.

"What is this? How does it grow in your hands? ”

A monk with a slightly impatient personality came to help without thinking about it......

"Peerless Little Immortal Nong, Grow Seven Gourd Babies at the Beginning" Chapter 147 The elixir that does not add technology and ruthlessness is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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