Chapter 1350

Ignited the torch, shining on the dark road, three or two floating lights flying around, at this moment, it's particularly disturbing to see these bloodsucking monsters.

"What is that?" Asare, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped and raised the torch. The light of the fire shone on a tree. Under the twining of many rattans, a round thing hung on it.

"Squeak!" The red candle has good eyesight. It can be seen at a glance. As soon as the finger flicks, the torch flies up. As expected, it reflects the squeaky body.

He was entangled by countless Sorrels, which also entangled the green stem on his head, so he could not perform magic, so he could only be suspended in the air.

But it's strange that these rattans didn't tie him up. They wanted his life, but they didn't move.

And squeak hung there, his eyes were swollen with tears, but no one came to save him, so he fell asleep.

Wheezing and wheezing -

the stomach rises and falls, the mouth opens and closes, and every time the mouth opens, saliva flows out, then the mouth closes, saliva flows back

"Good sleep!" Asare couldn't help saying.

It's OK to see squeak. Everyone's mood is relaxed. I can't help laughing. It's a false alarm. Fortunately, it's a false alarm!

On the night of the moon, I suddenly took a big breath of relief. My hands were full of sweat. I laughed and said, "get him down! Give him a good puff! "

Almost scared everyone to death!

"OK!" Asarai was ordered to jump on the branch quickly. He was about to start. Suddenly, four horns tried to squeeze up. They were two dwarfs, Wula and Xifa.

"Your Royal Highness?" Cried West France in surprise.

"Prince!" Ula repeated loudly.

Wheezing -

in response to them, only sweet voices.

The others looked at them strangely, and then followed their eyes, looking at the squeak that fell in the air and salivated on their belly.

Huh? Did they all hear me wrong?

On the night of the moon, holding his hands calmly, his face was as cold as frost, and he said coldly, "what do you call him?"

"Prince!" Wula turned her head, two palms up, stretched out in the direction of squeaking, while her face turned to look at the moon night, "this is our noble prince!"

"He is a dream weaver." Said the moon, unmoved.

"Of course, this is the birth of your highness!" Said ula excitedly.

The moon laughs: "you night king gave birth to a potato?"

The faces of ula and Xifa sank in unison: "do not insult our royal highness!"

"Master." The red candle quietly pulled the sleeve of the lantern night, "if what they said is true, it's a good thing for us."

"I know." The eyes of the moon have already flashed the light of shrewdness.

It seems that the potato, which has been around her, is still a rare treasure!

Although the sudden change shocked YUEYE, she didn't show much surprised expression on the surface. It was as light as water, and still let assare untie the squeak from the rope.

It seems that the rattan also sleeps when it sleeps, but once asaray gets close to it, countless branches suddenly come alive, and the leaves at the top of the branches open, revealing a small strange face.

Hostile looking at the dare to approach asare, the nearest branch has been quickly entangled in the past, began to attack!