Chapter 1665

Name：Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Author：Yi Shi Feng Liu
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On the thin pages, there are many strange lines.

And it is such lines that make up powerful wooden people.

This is the original picture of the wooden man.

Ryukyu grasps the paper in his hand and laughs excitedly.

There is no place to look for. It takes no time to come.

His eyes quickly slipped around the paper.

This principle is really seemingly complex, but actually simple.

It's just that no one ever thought that the starting point was like this, so no one can make such a wooden man.

But after reading this production letter, you will suddenly realize that it's so simple.

This principle and production method are simple enough for her to see.

Put down the cask with only a little kerosene left in his hand, and Ryukyu looked at the paper in his hand and looked closely at his side.

It belongs to a newly made wooden man who has not yet opened a method.

The evil smile at the corner of Ryukyu's mouth is very strong.

At that time, I pulled my sleeve, grabbed the wooden tools on the table, grabbed the paper, and walked towards the wooden people with a sneer.

At this time, on the other side, the boy rushed out of the hall.

You can see the whole area on the left of the first level, the whole burning up.

The flame is not very big, but it spreads everywhere, and there is no missing.

The young man's face suddenly changed. With a cry, he rushed over.

"My Woodman, my Woodman..."

His face was full of anxiety, and the young man rushed through the flames, hardly paying attention to the flames that were about to burn on him.

Like a headless fly, flying in the fire.

A wooden man who is neat or walking along a fixed route.

At this time, they are all surrounded by flames.

Wood, it's also fireproof.

At this time, one by one burns very fast.

The wooden people in the walking look like the active flame, which is really strange.

"Ah Ah... "

"My wooden man..."

The young man looked at the situation in front of him. He could not help gnashing his teeth. His hair would stand up.

At the first level, fire is never allowed, even if there is no kerosene lamp,