The ancestor changed the topic very roughly, and Fenghua did not stop it. Some things will be known when the time comes, and there is no rush now.

Is water magic, though?

Is it possible that after learning it yourself, you can directly boil water and splash it on others?

Well, it seems pretty good to think about.

Fenghua looked at the scum vase here, and thought in his mind that the reason why he succeeded was because the scum vase was disdainful of her, and it was better than his own surprise.

Every time I get stronger, I will be depressed and find that the person I am facing is stronger.

Strength, it's still not enough.

When Fenghua was studying the scum vase, a certain embarrassed leader's father, who was in high spirits at this time, suddenly let out a burst of laughter in a hidden place, "Hahaha, laughing to death." It's really laughing at Lao Tzu, that grandson also has today? Really, God has long eyes. My baby is really, getting more and more powerful. It is worthy of Lao Tzu's species. ”

Brush, brush, and stood up with a large line of people who were hiding from the shadows, "Chief." ”

"Say." The leader looked at his subordinates, but the spring breeze on his face could not be hidden.

"Thanks to you, we've all been exposed." Looking at the smug smile on the face of the leader of his own family, the blue tendons on the foreheads of all his subordinates flared up. How did they think that the leader was a master?

Young and ignorant, or is it because you are stupid?

This time I got on the thief ship, and I couldn't get off in this life, which was really sad.

"I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to fight any cover-up guerrilla warfare, let's go up and fight directly." After speaking, a bright red cloak fluttered behind him, and his tall body looked so majestic and tall, and the long broadsword was majestic, making people dare not look directly at its edge.

Looking at the back of the leader, a group of subordinates burst into tears.

Who said before that blind violent suppression, there is no wisdom, and I want to take a roundabout?

This has been hidden here for half a month, and you have been exposed like this, and all your efforts have been wasted.

If you knew this, you would have killed it directly, so why bother.

At the same time, the upper dimensional space, the sea.

On the sea, in the huge crystal palace, the man on the luxurious dragon seat suddenly opened his eyes. Raising his hand, he smashed his fist on the dragon chair, his arrogance floated, and a strong force spread out along the palace, and a strong tsunami erupted in the entire sea.

"Bastard." His chest rose and fell violently, and the man looked down at his completely immobile legs, and his anger rose again.

A girl who wasted his legs.

Now it's another ghost who turned him into a scum vase.

It's unbearable! Especially the last person, who actually hid a wisp of distraction below, and came out to threaten him again.

Good, good, very good!

One by one, wait for him!

The main body of the sea domain was so angry that he ran wild, but he could only sit on the dragon chair and not move.

But since ancient times, there has been a saying that blessing is unparalleled and disaster is not a single line.

This old proverb always comes true at the most critical time.

Now his leg is broken, which is a disaster. The thought of being trapped in a vase by that kid is a second life. And encountering that person who was forcibly isolated and the perception of the heavenly space was a triumph. The misfortune is an even number, is it possible that there is nothing else that can give him a headache?