(Girls' Literature) is just a face, Da Mao was swept away by the other party's spiritual skills, and the beauty of that scene did not dare to look at it directly.

Xiao Bu exclaimed, chased after him in distress, and held Da Mao before he fell to the ground.

Qiu Yue held her forehead, and the black lines on her forehead fell one by one.

Said okay relieved?

Qiu Yue felt that she couldn't let go of her heart, and it was strange that she could rest assured that she had such an unreliable teammate.

Several strange old people were worried about Da Mao, and they all gathered around it, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, for fear that it would be injured.

Is this protection excessive?

Da Mao is a newborn little guy, is it necessary to be like this?

"Ahem, Xiao Yuezi, Fang is a mistake." It was rare, the old man blushed, revealing an embarrassed look, this appearance really surprised Qiuyue.

When did the hairy skin become so thin?

This time, Da Mao took the initiative to attack, and everywhere he went, the fire of the Vermilion Bird was permeated, and the desperate posture seemed to be about to be humiliated.

Qiu Yue closed her eyes and entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

The ball of fairy blood that came out of his heart unconsciously resonated with his heart.

The blood in the body is boiling, and the aura is slowly condensing into the dantian.

Although the speed is not fast, Qiu Yue obviously feels that her situation is slowly improving.

In the outside world, the sound of shouting and killing, the sound of the big battle continued, Qiu Yue seemed to be isolated from the territory, and all the sounds around her could not enter her ears.

And at this time, most of the main attacking forces were concentrated on her, not for anything else, but for the sword in her hand and the big hair and the small one.

This group of people also had a vicious eye, and saw the difference between the big hair and the small one, and immediately chased them and tried to capture them.

"Meow, if you chase the little ones again, the little ones will set fire to you."

Xiao Bu was a little depressed, the eyes of this group of people were too warm, and they were still drooling, saying that they wanted to eat it.

The people present had already prepared, and the water spirit magic turned into a downpour, so they prevented the small ones from setting fires.

The small feathers on his body were wet, and the little ones looked even smaller.

"Meow, you're shameless, you actually let out a meow."

Water overcomes fire, although its phoenix fire is full of power, it is a particularly difficult thing for it to face so many people to perform water spirit magic together.

"Good, little one, don't run around, brothers won't hurt you."

A monk approached, with a smile on his face, looking like a strange Shu Huang was kidnapping little Lori.

Xiao Bu shivered, I don't know if it's because of the water, or the other party's words.

Seeing that the other party's face was coming over, Xiao Bu stared at a pair of big jewel-like eyes.

"Ahh

The people who were close were defenseless, and they were stained with phoenix fire, rolling around on the ground in an instant, and their robes were burned in an instant.

Xiao Bu looked at the few people in front of him, and spread his hands, "Meow, the silver family said don't get so close." ”

The situation over there is quite interesting.

Originally, it was Da Mao who took the initiative to attack, but as a result, he was chased by everyone.

And now, the situation is reversed.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said, Uncle Ben is destined for you, are you willing to worship under Uncle Ben's door and be a pet?"

For such a superb bird, everyone's reaction was strange.

It wasn't until Da Mao burned the hair of several monks and stomped on their feet that the group panicked.

"Run, this thief bird is too vicious."

No one wants to pet a bird, and it definitely doesn't look like a good bird.

"Whew, pet, don't run, come and chase the uncle?"

Hearing its ghostly scream, the crowd ran faster.