"If you can't fly, you have to fly!" Mu Boming roared, when his flying mount was summoned.

But as soon as the big guy came out, he knocked against the broken branch above, fluttered his wings twice, but he didn't fly up. He was also scratched by all kinds of branches. He almost fell into the corpse rat group and was bitten by the rat group.

Mu Boming was so scared that he collected his flying Xuan beast and cried out in cold sweat, "I can't call him out."

"Master mu, if we go on like this, we will soon be exhausted and all of us will be rats' dinner." A middle-aged man said in a low voice.

His head is wrapped with a Wen Sheng towel, which seems to be a bit Confucian. He has a short iron dagger in his hand, but he is fierce in action. If the iron dagger goes down, he can kill more than ten rats.

"How can you help us out of trouble, master Jitian?" After the people of the original Qin mansion left, Mu Boming and Dou Heping met the people of simang villa and Beijing villa.

Wensheng is the famous celestial sacrifice master of simang villa.

This time, the phoenix egg said that he also calculated the changes in the sky, and then announced to the world.

Beside the Celestial Master, there stands a woman with white veil. She is the eldest heavenly daughter of the simang villa. She has a kind of awe inspiring and inviolable air.

These dirty mice made her frown and say, "it's our bad luck to meet you people."

Before, both of their two mountain resorts had a smooth and smooth journey. Unexpectedly, once they met Dou Heping and Mu Boming, they met these rats. They didn't know if they were running towards them.

Mu Boming's mute can't speak out about Huang Lian's suffering and dare not offend the great heavenly daughter. He can only look back at the Heavenly Master and say, "Heavenly Master, why don't we try fire attack?"

The priest shook his head and said, "the general fire can't burn in the humid forest of Xuan beast. Unless there's a deep hole like we've seen before where a large firearm explodes. "

Hearing this, Dou Heping looked up at the tree squatting on the branch, which could not help but draw the corner of his mouth.

I saw Miss Qiao sitting on a branch with thick arms, squatting on one side a young and handsome young man, holding a phoenix egg, holding a pot of plum in both hands, but she didn't know what kind of snacks she was feeding.

Qingluan always felt that his little master was really miserable during this period of time.

Every day half hungry, people are thin a circle.

She can't even remember to eat if her stomach is not noisy. If her stomach is noisy, she doesn't know how to eat.

Before the little master, but every day to enjoy delicious fruit people ah!

It's really miserable these days. Even if you eat anything, it's like chewing wax. You can't taste anything.

While she was idle, qingluan took out her private snacks and fed them to her little master.

"Miss Qiao, you have firearms on you, don't you?" Dou Heping forced down a belly of annoyance, the skin laughs the flesh not to smile to the arbor pulled a corner of the mouth.

There is no doubt that the hole which was blown out by a large firearm must have been done by Miss Qiao.

She is the only one who has a good relationship with the young master of Duan's family. I'm not sure it's the firearm given by Duan's family.

"That's right, she was on her way to the secret place when she left the capital of mo."