Chapter 1849

The tree fingertips move, and hundreds of attack talismans pop up in succession, whizzing towards the old man.

Just listen to a loud bang. The old man with eyebrows is calm, smashing the attack Charms thrown by the trees with fireballs. He glances at the trees unsightly.

Although the trees are surrounded by the fire, they are not damaged. The water Mask emerging on the skin is a good way to isolate the flames.

The old man's eyes flickered, and his heart was filled with wonder!

This little girl from xiaxingyu has all kinds of magic weapons and holy beasts. She has reached this level of understanding and cultivation. Even if she is in shangsanzhou at a young age, such a person can be called a peerless genius.

In the long sky, the ink Prince standing on the back of Jinlong took out a vine branch and frowned.

Little tree didn't respond at all. Was it an accident, or was he just wrong?

It is reasonable to say that if Qiao Qiao is really near him, he can definitely contact her through the branch of the small tree, and even enter the Taoyuan star.

But now, the little tree didn't respond at all. Mo Lian collected the rattan branch and looked up to the front.

Only eight flying horses with four hoofs and snow treading came down the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of fairy sounds, which seemed to fall from the sky, a voice with a little bit of charming and simple sounded clearly, "Your Highness, please stay! Princess Jing of Pangu nationality in the aurora desert asked for help. "

Dao Wuji holds his knife, slightly raises his eyebrows, touches his chin and says, "Princess Pangu in the aurora desert? Isn't that the genius Princess of the largest group in the sandy area outside the three states? "

"It's said that she is a beautiful woman! When I left Shenzhou, she was only 13 years old. At that time, Princess Jing was already famous for her Phoenix. Everyone knew her well. "

We silently calculated the age for Princess Jing in our hearts. That's the princess Jing. Now she must be at least twenty-eight.

It's rare for Dao to say that he has spent more than ten years in the tower. It's estimated that it's still a little bit less.

"Princess Jing is a legend." Dao Wuji shows off her news and says with a smile, "it's said that when she was nine years old, she went to war with the troll clan at the age of twelve, she killed a 300000 strong army of the other side, which was a legend that women can't let men..."

"Little seven." The prince's cold voice broke the endless talk of Dao.

As soon as Yan Qiyi swung the dragon tail, he speeded up, swished around from the side, chanted the dragon, swung the dragon tail heavily, and the strong wind made eight flying horses howl and scream, almost falling from the sky.

The driver's face turned white. He reached for the reins in a hurry and pacified the flying horse for a long time.

The round faced waitress who invited me, her face slightly white, stared at the place where the Dragon had gone, and said to herself, "Princess! The prince left without a word. "

A faint voice came from the carriage, "it's OK, just follow up."

The maid was shocked, and then told the coachman, "the princess has orders, follow up."

The coachman nodded and the whip immediately followed.

Dao Wuji stood behind the ink lotus, looked back, coughed softly and said, "the people of Pangu nationality are following up."

Mo Lian was unmoved, not even lifting her eyelids.

Dao Wuji raises his hand and touches his nose, which is a bit boring.

continue at 3:30 p.m.