Chapter 1844:

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Wan Zheng's crisis was lifted. He saw the opportunity and quickly signaled to Mo Li.
Immediately, dozens of rockets full of oil and burning fire shot into the Yanwu Stadium. The oil that surrounded the chills immediately ignited, and Ajiu, who suffered internal injuries and hurt his eyes, struggled to stand up, he thought To escape, but there is no way to escape, the warm flame is too terrible, it did not even dare to approach the flame, a wave of heat rushed at it, it was helpless and desperate to move in the circle of fire, the original force The four infinitely large feet were weak and weak at the moment. The scorching of the flames began to crack its skin, and the pain of tearing made it mourn more.
Wan Li immediately ordered that Mo Moli and others attack again, and dozens of rockets shot into the circle of fire again. Two of them just penetrated into the cracked flesh, and the dark red blood was turned into flames. In a moment, the greetings turned into a fire dragon, and the tragic howling sounded through the horizon of Shang Licheng. Even those greetings in the deep sea seemed to hear its misery. Snoring.
The fire grew more and more intense, and the sound of misery became weaker and weaker, until it returned to general silence.
In the face of such a flame, even if it has become a human cloud, there is fear in his heart. He did not dare to approach, and did not want to save the greeting. This is what he asked for, and it decided to enter the city. When predating humans, you should think that humans will fight back. Even if they are ants on the ground, you want to trample them to death. As long as it is not dead, it can bite on your feet.
What's more, it is not ants, it is human beings that deal with it, it is the master of this world.
The reason why human beings can become the masters of this world is by no means accidental, but inevitable. Their strength is unimaginable and unmeasurable.
He stepped back, his eyes dropped, and fell on the bag of seaweed on the ground. The hot fire sent out a hot wave. The heat wave dried the wet seaweed, and the wide seaweed continued to shrink, exposing a section of brown. Flesh.
Yuntian's face changed greatly, and he quickly picked up things on the ground, took away the half-dried seaweed, and exposed a thick cold furry beard.
Such a thick shawl is only possessed by an adult shabby, and the smell above it is the most familiar taste. You don't need to smell it to know who it is.
His face changed drastically, and his icy eyes fell in the middle of the ring of fire. The chill had lost its voice. In the fiery fire, its original long life span was quickly exhausted until it died.
It seems that the father is in trouble. I do not know if it is his father's mischief, or it is really in trouble.
As a son, no matter what he was, he couldn't pretend that nothing had happened.
Wan Yue came towards him, seeing that he was holding a strange thing in his hand and was in a daze, he asked quickly, "What is this?"
Yuntian returned to God, bitterly and said, "This is a beard, a cold beard."
Wan Jiran: "No wonder I look at this, but this thing is a treasure. My mother was very ill and could not be cured. It was with this medicine that she saved her life."
Yuntian naturally knew this. His mother's beard was saved by him, and it was his own beard.
Yuntian handed the beard to Wan Ye: "You are a doctor. It is better to save this, it is better to save people than waste." It has been cut off anyway. As far as his father is concerned, this thing has already been cut. Useless, let's redeem it for him.