Chapter 2755: 4.445 burned

2755 GARCIA, MARY GRACE
Why are these things that don't look so annoying?
Stay in the flying spirit and have a drink, and you can be hit.
Fortunately, the flying spirit gift given by my father was not bad. I was shocked for a few times without any damage to the appearance. I still steadily swayed in the eagle group.
A middle-aged man looked dull and tried to stabilize the direction of the flying spirit.
This control panel is actually very simple. You only need to put the spirit stone into the card slot, and the person at the helm only needs to dial the lower direction.
Generally, when you fly directly, you do n’t need to do anything. Just look for obstacles in front of you.
But now!
This is the first time that he has encountered such a situation.
It is reasonable to say that their flying spirits are not too small. When flying spirits of such a large size are marching outside, usually flying eyes with long eyes will not jump over to kill themselves.
After all, people who can have flying spirits are not ordinary people in the strict sense, they must be people from big powers and large families.
These flying spirit beasts are also savvy, and cannot be so indifferent.
Broken Moon sat slightly upright, and put the wine glass in her hand on the small case.
The utensils in the flying spirit are as large as tables, chairs, benches, and cups and dishes. They are fixed with special magnets. Once placed on a small case, the cups will naturally not move.
"Open the window," Broken Moon said lightly.
Taking the road well, it's really annoying.
What do these flying spirits come to hit his flying spirits?
He would not believe it if it was not manipulated.
As for who is so unwilling that he can safely arrive at the Royal Academy, huh, I know with my legs.
The middle-aged man who controlled the flying spirit weapon, in a hurry, had a slight sweep of his spiritual power, and dialed up the window around Broken Moon.
A cold wind blew outside.
The weather in early spring is naturally cold above the sky.
Immediately, there were several black eagles agitating their wings, and they fluttered towards the direction of the broken moon without long eyes.
It was said that sooner or later, a silver-white flame rose slowly, and threw into the wings of the black eagles with a whisper.
The black hawk was immediately ignited by the silver and white flame.
From the wings to the body to the skull, they were all wrapped in silver and white flames, and screamed painfully and sharply.
What's more terrible is that this silver-white flame is like the bone marrow, as long as it is soaked, it will keep burning.
From the wings of this black hawk to the tail feathers of that black hawk.
A group of black eagles burned in clusters around the flying spirit.
Gradually all of them were spread, no one was spared, each one tumbled and mourned in the air, each one in this cluster of seemingly unremarkable, but ignited a boiling flame, and turned into ashes.
Several followers in the flying spirit were shocked at the same time.
They rarely saw their own owner angry, but it was clear that the owner usually did not get angry, which did not mean that it was not terrible for him to start the fire.
This is the fire of the Demon Emperor. Everyone exhaled softly in the bottom of his heart, with a touch of sorrow and fear in his expression.
They didn't dare to speak, but just silently lowered their heads, praying for the anger of the Lord to pass quickly.
"Shut down." Duan Yue said coldly.
The helmman hurriedly opened the window of the flying spirit.
(End of this chapter)