It looked like a rusty puppet, stretching its arms the tree.

A deep glow flashed and you felt everything that was here.

Raise your legs and take a tentative step forward.

Touch!

The strange-looking puppet fell from the tree with its head on its head and its feet facing the sky. The whole head was buried in the soil under the tree, the upper body was stiff, and the lower body was twisted and pouting, motionless.

In the middle of the night, both legs struggled, one leg forward, the other backward.

Outcome......

Formed an upside-down onion and splitting posture upside down, with a difficulty coefficient of five stars!

Unfortunately, the place where it fell was really hidden and not seen by outsiders.

At this time, Fenghua went on a rampage all the way and returned to Piaoxiangju.

Seeing the heavily guarded door, Fenghua chose to jump out of the window without hesitation. Wherever you go out, you come back.

Finding that the blue beauty still maintained the posture of leaving herself, she didn't move, Fenghua said goodbye directly, and then opened the door and rushed out, "Hey! ~Good bye! ”

Lan just looked at Fenghua who rushed in and left in a hurry, and sure enough, accompanied by the sound of slamming the door, Fenghua's voice came from outside, "Taste often, taste often!! You come out! ”

In an uproar, a large group of people walked out, but there was no one Fenghua was looking for.

Seeing that he was surrounded again, Fenghua glanced at the unharmed Mo Crimson and the bad myrrh over there, and then turned his head away.

"Where's your pavilion master?" Fenghua spread his hands and said that he was not threatening.

"Don't come here!" But those subordinates who saw the tragic situation of many guests and their own pavilion owners were waiting for Fenghua. wanted to arrest people, but he didn't dare to approach, forming a stalemate.

Of course, it's not that they are too timid, it's really that the development of things is too unexpected. With such a strange trick, they really can't resist it.

Thinking that they are in the Thirteen Pavilions, it can be regarded as calling for wind and rain.

But there are too many demons and perverts outside, and they can't resist it at all.

The Thirteen Pavilions are indeed full of young elites, but because they are so young, they often encounter all kinds of strange people who have never met before in their lives.

Famous people are certainly very strong, but those who hide their strength have even more eccentric personalities.

This vast world is indeed incomparably complex and colorful.

"Where's their pavilion master?" Others were really unreliable, Fenghua looked at the ink that had been sitting like a good baby waiting for him.

"Backyard, turn left, first room." Ignoring those men, Mo Crimson reported the answer.

"Roger. However, what happened to him? Fenghua got the answer he wanted, and was about to turn around and leave, when he saw the silent myrrh who was almost like everyone's ladies, and sat out in an extremely dignified posture.

If you don't see you for a while, the proud young master of myrrh has become a dignified lady?

"Can't speak." Mo Crimson looked at the myrrh that couldn't even open his mouth, and reported the situation here to Fenghua again.

"It's just a little bitter, isn't it?"

Fenghua looked at the dignified young master of myrrh, who was not close to anyone, wouldn't it be so miserable? She didn't take a dumb medicine, but just a little bitter tonic.