Chapter 262

"Coo!" Weak chicken cautiously took short wings and looked at two or three people who had come to the tree.

Ha ha, I don't think it can be seen. These three people greedily write "my food"

The tree raised his hand to his forehead and turned his face wordlessly.

She can foresee the three sad destinies of monkeys without going to see them

Even her fourth level Xuanshi can't catch up with the weak chicken. Don't think about the three guys.

"Ah goo!! Da! " The weak chicken suddenly jumped up, flapping its wings and galloping all the way. The speed of its long and thin claws was just like lightning.

There was a whirlwind over three wooden fellows.

Recumbent groove Is that the speed that chickens can play?

Three guys turn around together. One of them takes a net bag and quickly steps forward to the weak chicken on the ground.

The weak chicken lifted its small wings, and its long and thin claws were pushed on the net pocket man. Although the long and thin claws were kicked on the back of the man, they made him so big that he flew in the air.

A big horse fell on the ground, and before he could react, his head was stamped by two chicken feet!

"BAM, BAM, bam!" The weak chicken is flapping its wings. It's a fierce beating on the guy's head

Baby Qiao covered his eyes with one hand and could hardly see.

Uncle Wang hurriedly jumped up and waved to the three guys. "Come back, come back!"

This is a chicken with a meal. It's a violent beast at all!

The monkey hurriedly ran forward with another man and dragged the poor man under the chicken's feet back. He was forced to fan several times by the chicken's wings. His left face was red and swollen.

"Goo!" The weak chicken suddenly took a wing at the crowd.

The arbor's face changed slightly. He pushed away a guy who was clubbing beside him and shouted to everyone, "flash away."

The crowd scuttled away.

Only a water column, like a rainbow running through the moon, swished past the monkey, straight through the old tree behind him, leaving a big hole in the center of the tree.

The water rushed past. Within seconds, the tree "banged" and split. The first half of the huge wood fell down and smashed into the tents of the people.

With a loud bang, the whole ground vibrated a few times.

The tent was completely collapsed, and the small face of the tree turned black for a moment.

"Get over here!" Baby Qiao roars with rage.

The weak chicken shrunk his neck, but he still managed to run to the child with short wings.

"Who asked you to come!" Angrily, the child picked up a branch wider than his thigh and hit the weak chicken with a stick. "Don't run away from the dead chicken. Let you make trouble, let you make trouble! "

Uncle Wang felt a black thread rolling down.

When I thought of Gu Chengzhu's greeting before, I smiled meaningfully at him: Although Miss Qiao is young, you don't need to worry about anything on the way. Now when I saw the little girl, I picked up the branch with such a thick root without any effort. Uncle Wang believed what the owner said before.

"Da! Goo! " The weak chicken flapped its wings, flew up and down, jumped on the monkey's head, scared him to the ground, jumped on the carriage again, and cooed on the roof.

At last, Qiao Baobao was chased to death. A little face turned red and glared at the chicken, "you! Go away! "

Weak chicken raised a chicken claw in front of her with human nature, and there was a gold inscription "Zhao" on it, shining in the night