If you don’t listen to the Beatles in the painting, your eyes will be ferocious and your hands will not stop printing. This time, you will kill Su Jing!
That demon tung has a deep foundation and was thoroughly refined by the little witch before it burst into offensive power. It was originally judged that Su Jing was trapped in the palace and walked into the world of others!
However, Su Jing restrained his sword and feather, made a knot in his body on Wednesday, and kept his mouth shut. "If there is any misunderstanding, stop first and we will talk slowly."
"There is nothing to say! This root is not Moyer! " Refuse to listen to hatred. "That Moyer woman lied to me … just collude with her … to bully me and tease me!" "
Su Jing once heard Lan Qi say that the sun shines brightly in Moya’s world in the daytime, and the stars and moons are bright at night. Summer rain, winter snow, spring flowers and autumn fruits are the difference between heaven and earth, but they are in a dark place. Where is Moya?
I don’t listen to the lingering dreams day and night, hoping to return to my hometown and see my loved ones again. If you can’t joke like this, this time she moved her eyes with blood and said, "You are deceiving others too much! If I can’t take your head back in a hundred days, I’ll take my own head back to you. Then I’ll see if the woman is crying or laughing! "
Asgard grumpy sword feather resist demanding Su Jing offered the sword prison again, immediately stabilized the situation and shook his head. "Jenny …" Just said two words Su Jing eyes shrank fiercely.
In the painting, the enchantress unexpectedly turned her hand to show off the gently bamboo leaf. Su Jing once personally broke the ban with this treasure and naturally knew its power. If you don’t listen to it, you can really live a game. You can either kill Su Jing or be broken by Su Jing, and you will not listen to it.
Abrupt Yi Long sings a crisp Su Jing’s third sword, a long sword hand, and the grass blade of the rattan whip wood statue flower array in front of him suddenly sweeps through the blade and gently clicks into the mural, and the nail does not listen to the bamboo leaf’s right wrist …
The tip of the sword broke through the skin, but the firm but gentle attack cut off the invading body, and stopped her from urging the green leaves.
"Jenny may act in an extreme way, but you and I, you and her hate each other, and her temperament will not rise to deal with you."
To put it another way, ordinary people want Lan Qi to harm her, so they don’t have to start work. Is it worthwhile for her to do this little witch who has never met before? Besides, when they were chatting with Jenny before they were fellow villagers Su Jing, Lan Qi also showed Su Jing the meaning of "if you can take care of one as far as possible".
"Even if it’s not Moyer here, it’s not Jenny’s intention that the spell went wrong." Su Jing put the tone as soft as possible. "If the spell is wrong, find out where the problem is, it won’t be wrong. Your hope of going home is still just a delay of one hundred days. You have to die with me … even if you slay me, it’s not your own way home."
Say that finish Su Jing sword not listen to wrist oozing a drop of blood.
A tiny drop of blood from the wound is the limit
Don’t listen to breathing is still heavy chest ups and downs clenched teeth, she also can’t tell whether to hold back anger or stop crying.
Su Jing said seriously, "If Teacher Niang can do it, I promise I will send you back to this place to hide great danger and never be angry again."
It’s not that she doesn’t want to be angry, because her mood really can’t stand such a blow
After a long time, I didn’t listen to it and finally put it in my hand. The excitement is not over yet. The voice is hoarse. "Do you guarantee?"
"My life guarantee" Su Jingyin relaxed a little. "Then again, even if we collude to tease you, you should hold a good mood chart and calculate who will pit you. We will pit you again in the future."
Don’t listen to step out of the mural and wave away the Zitong Fairy Palace. "You stripped off your clothes and showed it to me, and then you found a great hope to burst and see if you can still control your mood."
There is no tone in the little witch’s words, and she is pale and ignores Su Jing’s re-fuelling herself to fly forward.
Su Jing will no longer say much about flying behind her.
It’s impossible for a teacher’s mother to throw herself into a strange world and then ignore it, but there is a "taste" of ink and djinn, which is the real trouble …
Su Jing, who kept flying, estimated that it should be another ten hours. The sky and the earth were dark and unchanging, and the sunrise sign, but the scenery in front of him finally changed and a piece of red jumped into sight.
Su Jingxian’s eyesight is almost the same day and night. It is clear that the Gobi will go forward as far as possible. It is a desert … scarlet sand and red sand desert.
The little syren suddenly looked back at Su Jing with a shock.
Su Jingfei stepped forward. She walked side by side and asked, "What’s the matter?"
Don’t listen to the tone of the question and answer "300 Li?"
Su Jing didn’t understand, didn’t listen, and didn’t explain much. They continued to fly forward and entered the red sandbar … After flying for a while, Su Jing understood what "three hundred miles" meant.
The red sandbar runs through it for exactly 300 miles from the entrance to the exit.
Don’t listen to the accent, you can’t say it’s weird. "There was a kind of dragon general in front of Lingxiao Hall with extraordinary valor and amazing divine power, but he was drunk and promiscuous and violated the dogma, and his body was knocked out by the immortal emperor’s anger. His body was also knocked down. Every dust fell to the junction of people in the Gobi desert in western Xinjiang, and a sandbar was shaped like jade and colored like purples. The Chisha River stretched for a long time, but it was punished as wide as three hundred miles."
I told a story and didn’t listen to it, which aggravated the tone. "Moyer said."
Crossing the red sand and looking ahead, there are villages and fields in the distance, which seems to be human.
Both of them can’t get out of the way to speed up the escape.
Chapter two hundred and fourteen Moye
It is indeed a village.
There is a house, but the roof is cracked and the walls are tilted; There is land, but the soil is dry and there are no seedlings;
Some people are lying on the ground, but their flesh is rotting away, leaving one skeleton after another.
Although the flesh is rotting and the clothes are tattered, it still retains its general appearance. I have seen the fallen person decorated with a little witch girl, and then I became confused. Without saying a word, I turned into those dangerous houses to see the furnishings and belongings in the house … I turned this small village and dozens of houses in one breath.
When she came out, her face became more and more ugly. Without saying a word, she urged the cloud to move on.
Su Jing don’t ask, don’t talk to her.