Arbor's vision fell into Sikong's hands, focusing on the earth treasure Qian Tian Zhong.
Now her divine sense is covered by the mirror lock divine array, and she can't communicate with the ball normally for the time being, but she can still feel the faint breath of little six.
"You caught little six?" The arbor looks at Sikong tuckahoe in front of him coldly.
This woman is a gauze red skirt, red lips and white teeth, charming and enchanting. She is a very beautiful girl.
But is this disposition so unpleasant?
Come to her again and again for trouble. Her patience is running out.
"No one in this world has been born who can threaten me." With a slight shake of the little paralyzed wrist, a few rattan twists like a snake sprang out of the crack of the finger and smashed directly at the earth treasure Qiantian clock in the hands of Sikong Fuling.
It is worthy of being the origin of holy wood. Its wood spirit is so skillful.
Sikong tuckahoe sighed, but his expression did not change at all.
"I made a very simple deal with you." Sikong tuckahoe, avoiding her roots and vines by mistake, cried out in a hurry, "and for you, it's easy."
"Just follow me to see my brother." Sikong tuckahoe suddenly stood still and raised the earth treasure Qian Tian Zhong in one hand and pushed it to the tree, "I will return it to you."
A cane of the tree fell heavily on her arm.
Just listen to the sound of "pa", and a blood mark appears on the white arm of Sikong Poria cocos.
She had been injured by grasping the cane whip of the tree.
Now it's a sudden increase in new injuries, and the old ones are blooming again. Blood drops fall to the ground, but she doesn't move her eyebrows at all.
"Miss Sikong, you Why? " Mu Xingchen can't help sighing. He looks at the young woman in front of him and slowly shakes his head.
Sikong tuckahoe is also stubborn. To some extent, she is also a person who can do anything to achieve her goal.
It's nothing for her to suffer a little injury, as long as the purpose of this trip can be achieved.
The tree looks at the woman in front of her coldly, and drops down to her face with a cane whip.
"Crown princess!" Meng Meiyou and others cried out in surprise and wanted to help.
However, Sikong tuckahoe raised his hand calmly and looked at the tree and said, "if you want to get angry, just fight! Just come with me after the call. "
The tree hissed coldly and pulled the cane whip in front of her eyes, but it didn't fall after all. Instead, it turned into a little bit of wood and broken stars, and then it came back to her hand.
Arbor cold a wooden expressionless face, staring at Sikong Poria for a while, once again sneering, "you are really interesting."
Sikong tuckahoe frowned and said coldly, "you will know when you see him. Why am I in such a hurry to find you? "
Mo Lian looks at her, "why, Dean is dying?"
Sikong Fuling's face changed severely. He turned his head and stared at Mo Lian. "Of course not."
No? Then why do you have to let Joe go to see the man? Prince Mo's heart is dark, and his brain is filled with a series of wonderful plots.
In the end, he even made up a picture of the Dean sacrificing himself to be benevolent and sacrificing himself for his Qiao.
I'm thundering myself!
Quickly incarnate a small Buddha, and chop and chop the messy pictures in my mind, and then chop and kill them.
"My brother is now in the place of forgetting Sichuan, which is not in conflict with the place of your visit."