“But it can only be used once.”

No. 33 once again ruthlessly attacked: "It will be gone after it is used up, not to mention that if you use Yu Ling in this dilemma, Lord Cangsheng will beat you out of shit."

Yu Lingdi: "..."

"It's okay, I have another way..."

"Stop talking." No. 33 suddenly frowned and interrupted: "It is possible that he can hear it."

“That’s right!”

Yu Lingdi smiled instead: "I can't hear what I said, I just want to tell him."

End the voice transmission.

Yu Ling dripped her hands with one stroke.

“Smack sex…”

Within a radius of several miles, the flowers and plants were thriving in the sea of ​​flowers, and the moisture was directly extracted.

Next second.

"Note."

With a sucking mouth, Yu Ling's body, which was dripping in liquid, suddenly surged to hundreds of feet high.

Then, his waist twisted and he turned into a short body and fell into a blank body.

"Himmer"

A burp.

Yu Lingdie looked up and looked at the sky with a smile: "Are you angry? If you don't let me go, I will suck your flowers dry and a arrow from Lord Cangsheng. You can shoot you into a devil. Are you afraid?"

"If you are afraid, let me go!"

  …

Next to the thatched hut.

Haitanger shook her head with a laugh, moving her eyes away from one of the colorful pieces of the crabapple flowers on her left hand, and focused her eyes on the puddles on the path at the entrance of the village.

"Yu Ling Drop... Is the Ling Radical Sect just a throne?"

He frowned and made a move.

Above the puddles everywhere, there are pink and white crabapples blooming, directly sucking the water dry, without any rest.

"Throne, can you achieve this position?"

There is a faint ominous premonition in my heart.

But Haitang'er can no longer think about how Yu Lingdie can break the boundary.

The hometown of the fragrance of flowers is the Qi Duobao, which is known as the confusion of Taixu and intoxicated by the semi-saints.

What can a mere throne have to endure breaking?

The evil sin bow that relies on loving the people?

Not to.

Just as the Tianji Puppet said, he consumed a feather order that could kill Taixu just to break through the mere boundary. Then his Yu Ling drip is really a death--not to give up.

With a pop, he picked off the colorful petal on the seven-leaf crabapple.

With a gentle stroke of the begonia, a crack appeared in the void.

He threw the petals into the cracks in the space, watched the void repair, and no longer thought about it.

As soon as I looked into the direction of Baikou.

Haitanger gently swirled the six-leaf begonia on her hand, a little lost.
Chapter completed!