Chapter 1144: Giant pot descending from the sky (4)

Chapter 1144 The Giant Pot from the Sky (4)
"Hey!"
No one knows what he said.
Only when he saw two sounds in the distance, he saw a powerful force in the sky not far away, and swiftly rushed toward the wind...
"Mother, be careful!"
Fu Chen's face changed greatly. He was far from the wind, and he seemed to be rushing toward the wind.
The South String finally turned back and his pace was faster.
But fast, and can't keep up with the sudden power...
No one thought of the change at this time.
Not even expected, there is still a master in this palace.
Nan Xiu’s handsome face was anxious. He hurriedly extended his hand to the wind. Just a little bit, he could pull the wind away and protect his arms...
But the sword behind him fell faster and step by step, slamming the head of the wind.
"Peace!!!"
If anyone dares to hurt her, he must have killed the country!
One will not stay!
The string of the South String is red, and a silver vertical pattern appears in the eyebrows, which is looming.
The wind has turned and turned, looking at the sword that fell to her, a touch of red light flashed from her shackles, and passed away too quickly, and no one found out.
In the moment when the red light passed away...
Not far away, there was a loud bang.
A huge shadow swept away from the distance and slammed down from the sky.
The man behind him had not had time to stab the sword, and he was turned into a meatloaf by the giant pot that descended from the sky.
Yes, this is a pot.
Still a giant pot with a door, black does not fall in the autumn, as if it has rusted.
Murong Yang first came back to God. He suddenly widened his eyes: "How did the tomb of the Nine Emperors fly over?"
The Tomb of the Nine Emperors?
This pot?
The face of the wind is dark, what is the taste of the nine emperors, take a giant pot as a tomb?
Qing Han is happy: "Mother, mother, is that it is calling me, this iron pot looks delicious, I want to eat it."
I don't know if I understood Qinghan. The giant pot trembled obviously. It turned out to be subconscious... I moved a few times toward the wind.
The wind is like: "..."
This is still a pot that can understand people.
Or... let Qinghan eat it?
This kind of tasteless pot is nothing to use.
The wind stroking the chin, a look of contemplation.
The giant pot seems to understand the wind and the thoughts of the wind, and it is almost crying, if it has tears...
It really didn't summon her, really! Besides, it is a pot. This girl is a medicine, shouldn't it be cooked by it? Why did you eat it?
Everyone stiffened his head and looked at the wind like a giant...
The tomb of the Nine Emperors... is it actually moving?
And... also suddenly killed a holy warrior?
Fu Yu's face was a fiasco, and his mouth was pumped. After all, it became silent. The whole person was like a punctured balloon.
Xiao Qinghan had already rushed to the side of the giant pot and took a sip.
Her little tooth actually bite a giant pot into a small mouth.
The giant pot flew up and flew into the sky, circling around the wind, avoiding the green culvert chasing him below.
Hey, where did this ancestor come from, take her away!
After all, it was made by the fallen stone. This little ancestor took a bite out of it, what did her teeth do? Why is it so sharp?
......
Ps: I feel that I can't do this. I will update at least 6,000 words every day. My sisters will pay attention to my meager number. Xiao Qiye, if not finished, I will go to the meager red envelope, first come first served.
Let's supervise me together, I have to work hard and prepare for the milk powder.
(End of this chapter)