: 844, angry, whistling

844, anger, eccentric whistle Mingwuyan and ink heart also tacitly ran towards the front, the speed is not slower than the night, the last three almost reached the side of the lake at the same time.
This is an underground lake connected to the underground mausoleum. Now half of the lake is covered by a light of heaven, and it seems that there are good things.
The night stared at it for a while, and found that the light of the day was taken from the bottom of the water, and the treasure was definitely at the bottom of the water.
For a moment, when he found something on the bottom of the water, he immediately jumped off the lake...
Mingwuyan was also taken aback when he saw the night jumping out of the lake. This old thing is really waiting for it!
She stared at the lake for a while, then looked at her own Baguio Ding Ding up and down the lake, it seems very exciting.
I don't know what it is in the water, so the night is so excited.
Thinking of this, she simply searched for the old night position.
The old thing wasn’t just staring at her, she’s staring at him now.
The ink heart is also quietly standing by the lake, thoughtfully looking at the center of the lake, and then occasionally look at the face of Yan Yantou.
After a while, Mingwuyan discovered that the night was chasing a group of heavenly light in the water. The small things ran very fast. The night was like a fish in the water, and it was quite flexible.
Mingwuyan thought about it, his finger moved, and a long blue thread appeared on his hand.
She took a purple mushroom from Baguio Ding, and then tied it to her own blue line, and then threw it into the lake with spiritual power.
The ink heart is awkward and curious: "Do you want to use fishing to lure the things of the day?"
Mingwu smiled and nodded. "Would you like to hook up!"
These heavenly things seem to like this purple mushroom, she is trying.
If she can get the things of the day without getting into the water, she must be angry.
I think she is interesting.
Her fingers manipulated the lines of the gods and moved, and the purple mushroom at the bottom of the water exudes its own unique fragrance, attracting things around.
After a while, Mingwuyan discovered that her own ideas worked, and she already felt that the heavenly things in the water told me on their own side.
At this time, the night old is approaching her side.
Just as the night old was approaching the group of heavenly things, the dexterous little thing suddenly turned a corner, biting something, and then quickly broke through the water...
The night was shocked, and he rushed out of the water. When he wiped the water from his face to capture the things of the day, he stood in the clear fog of the lakeshore, and he had already held a group of heavenly things.
His face was shocked and he rushed to grab it.
The ink heart was crossed, and a dark green instrument appeared in the hand, and the expressionlessness blocked the closeness of the night.
The misty face of the group of heavenly spirits looked up for a while, and found that the surface of the thing actually condensed a layer of spiritual crystal, hard like a shell, she slightly perceived this thing, and then knocked with spiritual power Broken up the spiritual crystals above.
When this spiritual crystal shell cracked, Mingwuyan saw something like a fish scale, but it was softer than the scales, and the gloss was better. When the surrounding light swayed, it would be changed. Different colors, what is this?
At this moment, the night old suddenly surprised his eyes wide open, his voice a little trembling: "Ban Wang, can you sell me the things in your hand, you open a price!"
Mingwu Yan glanced at him and found that there was an excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed. He knew that the old man thought of something in her hand, but how could she make him wishful?
The more he wants, the less she gives.
"There are a lot of treasures in this royal holy place, and I will go elsewhere to see it at night! I am not too bad for a few months." She said, she collected things.
At night, the old man has been stimulated, and he wants to be taken away. It’s still a young skunk, how is the singer, but it’s a yellow-haired that doesn’t even have a sign, if not There are always people around her, he killed her directly.
Ink also can see that the night old is looking at the things on Yan’s head again. The smell of the body has changed, hiding the strong killing, so his expression has become colder. And the whole body is in a state of alert.
Just when the night was thinking about when it was more appropriate to win the treasure from Mingwuyan, there were two lights of the heavens in front.
When the Mingwuyan thought didn't think about it, he took his own Baguio Xianding away. The old thoughts were interrupted, but they immediately passed.
There are two light of the heavens this time, how can he get the same thing.
Mingwuyan probably knows that he is behind the night, and her head has not returned to the ink heart: "Ink heart, you go to the left, I go to the right."
The ink heart knows what she meant. She didn’t let the night get anything, so she said,
Good!

This time, the light of the heavenly spirit on the side of Mingwuyan is much weaker than just now. However, it is also a treasure containing many natural spirits. Therefore, she is still unkind.
This time, she got an energy, but because it is purple, it is very rare.
Just when she was trying to close up this purple energy stone, the night's spiritual power directly attacked the back of the foggy face...
The huge spiritual power almost sucked up all the flowers and rocks around, and the wind rushed around with these things, and it was mixed with a madness.
If the powerful killing and attacking the clear fog is naturally sensed, she knows that the old man is very powerful, so there is no hard touch, and the body shape is removed directly, hiding the figure.
The night's old attack fell, and when he found that the little girl who had attacked had disappeared, he was too angry to fight.
Just as he felt that there was a sudden fluctuation in spiritual power behind him, a black flame had surrounded him.
However, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the old body moves to the left, directly avoiding this flame attack.
Just in his heart, when he sneered at the gimmick, he had a strong burning sensation at his feet. When he retaliated and kicked his shoes to check his feet, half of his feet were already dark. The fire burned, and the pain of the heart immediately made the night old face dark, and the vengeful anger directly rushed to the fog and again attacked the past...
The bright fog paint will definitely become irritated to this old man, so the pace of a fairy soul gently jumped behind the night old, avoiding the attack.
When I saw my own attack in the night, I was not angry. I just put my left index finger on my lips and blew out a strange whistle. The sky and the sky were overcast, and a powerful Warcraft breathtakingly covered the whole. Sky...