Can not attack with fire, can not damage flowers, can not use poison, poison scorpion, flowers will be useless, it is a dilemma, a dilemma.
His frown was so deep that Ryukyu was almost in a bad mood.
Today, how can we take these flowers back? If they fail, they will have no effect.
It's no wonder that at this time of every three years, the seventeen ethnic groups of Xianbei hold a prayer meeting, which is exactly the time of three years.
No wonder, there is no guard here. It used to have something to guard.
Eyes, deep black down, how could it be, how could it be.
More than one hundred people surrounded a huge cluster of golden flowers. Their faces were dark, which could be compared with the black scorpion in the cluster of golden flowers.
"Regent, I see us..." After a long silence, Toby faltered and looked at Ryukyu. There are so many scorpions that can't be aroused. I'm afraid it's just
Before he had finished speaking, Yanhu, who was beside TOBI wood, suddenly stumbled and covered his mouth and nose, said: "what is it? It stinks. "
At the moment when Yan Hu opened his mouth, a strong odor accompanied by a tear jerking nose odor came down the wind and filled the tip of everyone's nose on this side.
"What flavor?" All of a sudden, the whole group of people were dizzy and retreated.
Even strong as the Ryukyu moon, he could not help but cover his mouth and nose and back two steps. His eyes were red, and tears could not stop bursting out of his eyes, and he began to flow out.
What is this? Why is it so powerful?
For a while, everyone looked in the direction of the smell.
See that stink sends out place, unexpectedly is xuanyuanche, Ryukyu not only slightly a Leng, side head looks carefully.
Xuanyuanche's face remained motionless and squatted on the edge of the flowers, while his hand was holding a small porcelain vase and facing the black red scorpion under the flowers.
The strong smell and acrid smell came from the bottle in his hand.