Chapter 381

The ancient battlefield seemed to be suddenly stimulated by some kind of mental patient, suddenly broke out. There were flames and lights everywhere. Like a blowout of energy light waves come out one after another. Luo Qian seems to be watching an exciting blockbuster, but this time, he is really worried.

Xiao bao'er didn't know what kind of it was. He could feel the danger from music. Several times Luo Qian clearly saw that he had changed his route. If he climbed down the old route and was less than three meters away, he would be lifted into the sky by an energy beam. However, even if it is to avoid the positive impact, those powerful magic attacks, the aftereffect is not good. A series of obvious water ripple like shock waves swept through Xiaobao. Luo's baby son's body seems to be made of water. No matter how the waves impact, his body is like a mass of mucus. He will recover after the shock wave. Luo Qian was frightened at first, but he didn't worry much when he saw this scene. Once he was relaxed, he began to fart: our son, that's not an ordinary person!

Xiao bao'er is really not an ordinary person. With a jar in his mouth, he crawled out on all fours. If Luo Qian led him to stand in the street, maybe someone would throw some coins into the jar.

Xiaobao'er is out of the ancient battlefield. The waves of light beams behind him finally lead to a powerful and deep magic. The mushroom cloud rises in the sky, and the energy waves spread wildly. The surging pressure overstocks the air around, and a violent force rushes to luoqian.

But Luo Da Dong's family is also a nine level immortal after all. He reached out and stopped him. Although he was stumbling, he was still in the moment. He picked up his son in one hand, and Xiaobao lifted up the jar in his hand like an invitation for merit, and then he took a bubble of urine on Luo Qian's forehead

There was no time to check what was in the pot. That powerful magic had already caused chain reactions in the ancient battlefield. A golden light folded in the distance, like a spring, burst out into the sky. It seemed that it had hit something and scattered down into the sky.

Those falling Venus, before they reached the ground, turned into a man with golden armour! Luo Qian was very surprised. He didn't expect that there were so many jinjiaji people hidden in the ancient battlefield. The combat effectiveness of a golden Jiaji man was so strong. However, so many golden Jiaji people could be released from a magic weapon in the ancient battlefield. We can imagine how powerful the gods and demons were at that time. Luo Qian even had some doubts: which one of the saints in the holy world is more powerful than those in those days?

Looking at the golden Jiaji man who was about to fall like a paratrooper, Luo Qian could not help but spit: if he had such a magic weapon, what would he care about the chaos in the demon world and the struggle for hegemony in the divine world? If anyone dares to threaten his own territory, the golden Jiaji troops will go out. Looking at the golden light in the sky that day, I'm afraid there will be two or three thousand gold fighters? Such an immortal, indefatigable and impeachable force is definitely the nightmare of any opponent. No matter whether it is the army of the demon king Sean or the king of God, there is absolutely no victory against such a force.

Unfortunately, such a good thing can only be put in the ancient battlefield, but can not be used by ourselves. Luo Qian wanted money but not his life, but even if he didn't want to die, there was a piece of gorgeous brilliance outside the golden light. Its power was not small than that golden light. Even if he was a nine level immortal, he might not be able to get close to it. I'm afraid he could not rush through without giving up his life. What's more, there is a baby son on his head. Luo Qian died when he died - anyway, our man can be reborn - but there is only one baby son.

Luo Qian gulped down his mouth and resolutely turned away.

The scene in front of him was replaced by the plain Luo's cloud top. Little bao'er sat on Luo Qian's head and twisted his buttocks. It was very easy to confuse Luo Qian's hair. Luo Qian's hair was wet on his face. Now he is really in a mess.

Xiaobao'er didn't seem to dislike his father, but he was still sitting on his head. Luo Qian put him on the table, and Xiaobao was not happy at once. Luo Qian decided to take out his father's dignity and glared: "don't move around!" When Xiao Bao's mouth was flat, tears came out. Luo qiandun was defeated: "well, my dear son, don't cry. If you want to sit down, you can sit, but wait for Dad Hua to be dressed..."

After negotiating the terms with Xiao bao'er, the son let him change clothes.

Luo Qian changed his clean clothes, but he was helpless about his son urinating on his head. Fortunately, my son didn't poop on my head. Thinking of this, Luo qian can't help but be a little strange: usually he didn't pay attention to it. In retrospect, it seems that his son didn't poop on his own head, but he never did and only peed.

"Honey, come here." He picked up his son and picked up the jar from one side. In any case, it was his son's filial piety. As a father, Luo qianchu received a gift from his son before father's Day was over. The father felt very kind and willing to use his forehead as a urinal.

Taking advantage of his father's opportunity to check the pot, Xiaobao climbed to the top again with perseverance.

There was a lot of darkness in the earthen pot. Luo Qian could not help but feel a little strange: the light in the room was bright, and the mouth of the earthen pot was round and not very deep. It should be able to see the bottom at a glance. However, it seems that there is a layer of black fog floating around the hole, and everything inside is not clear. Luo Qian hesitated for a moment: what was so simple about the ancient battlefield? This black fog, won't it be poisonous?This is a kind of language habit. Generally speaking, people use "what's not going to happen?" When this kind of sentence pattern, in fact, I understand in my heart that most of them will be like this. It's like a girl in the same dorm. Seeing that her roommate hasn't returned all night, the next day she hears that she and her boyfriend are out all night. Everyone is careful. A pure girl will say timidly, "they can't do that, right?" In fact, we all know that they are probably that.

Luo Qian was the same. He knew that the black fog was poisonous, and the things in the ancient battlefield were not ordinary. Although it had been tens of thousands of years, he did not dare to bet on his character: the poison fog had expired and the poison had disappeared.

A dark shadow fell before his eyes. Xiaobao'er was free to fall on Luo Qian's thigh, and his hand had been inserted into the pot. Luo Qian yelled, but Xiao bao'er took out his hand with a smile. Luo Qian was surprised: xiaobao'er's hand was as white as jade, without any symptoms of poisoning. He held something in his hand. The glass looked like a glass, and the golden stars flowed in it. It's what master basmore wanted him to look for.

However, Luo Qian didn't show great joy. He cursed angrily: "damned basmo, this trust is very hard and dangerous. Laozi is losing money!" He wanted to go to basmore and raise the price a little more, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. Since everyone is a businessman, not a underworld, he should be honest. Luo Qian is a big crocodile with professional ethics. He can't put on the face of "our whole family is a underworld" and go to change the commercial terms that have been agreed and come into effect with basmore.

Xiao bao'er's mouth was toot. Luo Qian saw him pointing to the earthen pot. He was puzzled and asked, "what's the matter?" Xiao bao'er scratched with his hand, and Luo Qian frowned: "do you want me to take it out? Is there anything else in it? " This jar is so big that one thing should have been filled. Luo Qian put his hand in and touched it. He didn't touch the wall of the tank.

The finger touched something and picked it out. It turned out to be a chessboard. It is crisscross with pieces on it. Luo Qian didn't pay much attention to this unimportant thing. However, after one glance, he took a second look, and he felt that there was something different: besides the beauty of the second eye, there was also the saying of the second eye chessboard?

This chessboard looks no different from the ordinary one, but if you look at it again, it seems that there are many pieces. Take a look at it again, and feel that the vertical and horizontal of the chessboard is a little confused. Inside each square, there is another set of chessboard, on which there are also sticky pieces

If you go on like this, it's almost endless! Luo Qian was startled, lying on top of him to have a closer look. The breath in his nose sprayed on the chessboard, with a trace of Fairy Spirit. The chessboard suddenly turned into a group of golden light and rocked up. It was immediately blocked by something. The sky was covered with Venus and scattered on the ground. Gold pillars of light were spinning and climbing like tornadoes. Among the pillars of light, there was a man with golden armor!

After all, the house is small, and Luo Qian has only a trace of Fairy Spirit. Therefore, only a small number of jinjiaji people are called out. There are 34 jinjiaji people in the room.

Without saying a word, Luo Qian picked up his baby son "Baji" and gave him a kiss. Then he immediately put his hand into the pot. But this time, after a long time of touching, nothing was found. Luo Qian took his son again and said, "honey, is this a fabled cornucopia?" Little baby shook his head. "Treasure pot?" Baby still shakes his head. "Treasure pot?" Xiaobao continues to shake his head

"It's not. It's just two treasures." A greedy person regretfully smaba Zaba mouth, reluctantly put the pot to the storage ring.

He summoned his own golden Jiaji men No.1 and No.2, and sealed them into the chessboard. Luo Qian realized that these golden Jiaji men were just a chess piece in the hands of a strategist. If used well, a chess piece can open up the whole situation. If it is not used well, a large piece of chess pieces will be easily blocked.

(it seems that everyone is relatively weak this month, and shisan is also weak. Oh, I'm getting heatstroke recently. Why is it so hot.) (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com , more chapters, support authors, support legitimate reading! )

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