Rescuing the Supporting Character

A few days later, the people of the Chiyou Department beat the flag of the captives to fight the floating island. Qinghe and Mingyuan took the initiative to fight, and eventually they were outnumbered, and Cangjie returned to the island.

The gods smashed the battle, and the magic weapon was all done. For a time, the floating islands and flowers were affected.

The magic star Houqing was furious, and the black-sounding singer of the singer was attacked. After the Qing Dynasty is not forgiving, the soul of the Yuan who has not yet had time to flee has been strangled by him on the spot!

The people of Chiyou were killed and timid, and they dared not plunder their fronts. They retreated and retreated to Dongyi to find countermeasures.

After Qing was uncharacteristic, he did not pursue the situation. After the war stopped, the Tujia only learned the news, and he quickly rushed to the floating island.

At this time, the floating island is no longer old. The island is full of pits and shackles left by the war, and the flowers are broken and broken everywhere. Only the Dongfu and Lingya Lingya in front of the door are still standing proudly.

After the soil did not feel the resentment of the Qinghe actually even dare to stare at him like this big thing, hurriedly entered the room of Houqing.

When I saw the big brother who was flustered, Hou Qing actually had a mood to laugh: "It’s really rare. What kind of wind has blown you to my little place?"

Seeing that Hou Qing’s face is pale and he still has to talk in spirit, the back soil is distressed and angry: “Even if you want to save the hook, you don’t have to take things to yourself. Is it true that the Yellow Emperor’s people are dead? Have you asked someone to go?!"

After the soil, the more he wants to get angry, his good brother is handed over to the Yellow Emperor, and the **** guy actually gives the post-clear cover. "I won’t go after it, too bully! The Yellow Emperor’s **** will no longer have to entangle Big Brother must have a good theoretical theory with him!"

After the Qing smiled, the warmth of the post-Turkish character, who argued over others? He represents the Yandi side to play, even if the Yellow Emperor is a sinister one, but as long as Yandi did not speak, Houtu wants him to withdraw from the war is also powerless.

Of course, the post-Qing can be deliberate, but in this way, the pressure that the back soil needs to bear is even greater.

Big Brother’s thoughts, he appreciates, but he can’t really do this.

"I don't win this. I have a little confidence. If I want to beat me, I will still lose some weight with that gang." Hou Qing lightly turned the topic to one side: "If you really feel guilty, let People send more good things, my floating islands are like this ghost, and it takes a lot of money to rebuild."

In fact, he also knows why he avoids talking. He feels flustered and sits on the couch. His voice is a few degrees lower: "You can rest assured that I will be ready to hand over to Qinghe later. If you are still worse, open your mouth, as long as I have it, pick it up."

He pulled up his brother's hand and wanted to explore the power of his body to investigate the injury in his body. He did not expect that Hou Qing suddenly opened his hand: "I am fine, go back after reading, save me from seeing you crying and crying." ""

After the earth is crying and laughing, when is he crying? ! The last time I cried, it was not more than a thousand years ago because of the grief of the late Qing, almost killed by the Emperor!

He only thought that his temper was coming up again. In the mood of being a big brother, he let his brother's mood, and he said with good voice: "Be obedient, check it. If you really have nothing, I can rest assured."

Hou Qing glanced at him faintly: "You are not so tuneful, be careful that I am jealous of you."

After the tears ran. Why is this younger brother not so worried! This big brother, this thing is really done...

After the soil committee succumbed to the door, suddenly a meal: "How did I not smell the cream?"

Houqing is speechless: "You are a dog, this is all smelling? I have nothing to use."

"...Oh, that's good." After the earth thinks about it, don't use anointing, it doesn't mean that the brother's injury is really not heavy. He walked out of the door, still not assured, the probe came back and snorted again. "Those things are precious, but they should be used when you use them, don't save."

After Qing, she had no choice but to nod.

This time, the back soil is really gone, and there is only one person left in the room. Hou Qing then sighed.

If there is a cockroach, he will not send Qinghe and Mingyuan to fight before the big army, and will not support the expedition. It is even more impossible for the people of Chiyou to retreat after taking the upper hand.

If there is a sputum, his injury will not drag on for so long. This time, Hou Qing not only did not have the energy to repair, but was forced to rebel because of the forced promotion of divine power.

For a little stone demon, it’s worth it to fall into this field?

After the Qing did not want to study. He lifted his fingertips and painted an arc out of thin air. A woman's figure gradually emerged in the sparkling circle.

The black hair is like a cloud, and it looks like a lacquer. The neon feathers are pleated, such as the snowy moonlight flowing down on the side. The string of gemstones she made was crystal clear, lined with a clear smile on her lips, like a clear snow.

She sat on the back of the giant tortoise, while talking about something, while shaking the white tender red's bare feet, the colorful jade bells on the feet were clear and quiet, and the bells were refreshing.

Hou Qing’s eyes rested on the gold bracelet on her wrist, and the hand was lifted for a long time, gently put it down again.

hold on……

What are you waiting for? There are some confusions in Houqing’s heart...

The temperature there is still not known, his words and deeds have fallen into the eyes of Hou Qing. She can escape from the floating island with the turtle fairy, and she does not have to worry about her life at all times.

Although the turtle immortal is not reliable, but it is also her only friend in this world.

The other is of course Ming Yuan, thinking of Ming Yuan, Wen Ruo is also a bit sad. I don't know if she is running away from him, will Mingyuan be angry?

There is also one, Meryl, who has no audio until now. Eight people have been eliminated from the race today. However, since the system does not mention Meryl’s name, should she still be working somewhere?

Wen Ruo touched the blue jade bottle in his arms. Except for her and the turtle immortal, there are ten drops of sputum left in the bottle. If she can meet Meryl one day, and she has not yet succeeded in shape, these drops may help her.

Wen Ruzhen is calculating, the turtle fairy under his body is pulling and pulling in the air, suddenly opened: "Let's just find a place to rest, so it is really tired to hurry."

It wasn't long before she changed it. The goods started to be lazy again - Wen Ruo slanted it: "You will go to the cloud now, and you will be tired after flying for a little while, even if you are lazy, you can't be too lazy to be so shameless. ?"

"Look, this day is not grounded, the four feet are hanging in the air, and there is no bottom in it. It must be awkward to cooperate with it." Turtle immortal smiled. "No, You come?"

Wen Ru is angry: "You are so big, let me bring, you have to become a person?! Do you want me to put you on your head?"

Turtle immortal grievances: "Humans are really ugly..."

Wen Ru is kicking its hard shell, the white light of the toe is flashing, and the fiery jade foot is hard as a drill. The turtle is attacked by the turtle. "Nothing is smug! It is obvious that you can't walk, don't take human ugliness." Excuse!"

She really hates iron and doesn't become a steel shovel. "I have told you hundreds of times. The monsters that have just been shaped have always been kept in shape, which is good for your practice. You just don't listen!"

"I listened," Turtle Immortal yelled. "This is not unaccustomed."

The two monsters went to the woods in noisy and noisy, and the turtles were not able to beat them at all. They dared not drag again. He twisted and twisted the human form. In fact, the human form of the turtle fairy is not ugly, and the Tsing Yi black hair. Eyebrows and eyes show, it looks like an honest man.

It is a pity that he fell to the ground as soon as he turned out. When the wolverine looks out, what image is ruined.

Wen was so angry and funny, leaning over and reaching for him: "Get up, let other monsters see, you will laugh."

The turtle fairy reluctantly turned over and slammed on the floor with tears and looked up at her: "The claws don't listen."

"What claws! I told you, I have to call that hand and foot later," Wen said, listening to stomach pain, and holding his upper body back to his back, and patience once again taught him, "Use your two legs." Hold the ground, stick your feet to the ground, don't mess."

Turtle Immortal: "Ah?"

Wen sighed and changed the way: "Paws stick to the ground, stand firm."

The turtle fairy understands this, and the new question comes again: "Front claws, or hind paws?"

If Wen is biting his teeth, he can’t stand it. She was really worried about her own impulse, and she threw the fool who had lived for two thousand years on the ground.

When the turtle fairy finally learned to stand alone, it was evening.

Wen Ruo buckled his waist, pinching the air and galloping in the opposite direction of the floating island. The turtle fairy Lala land leaned on her, looking left and right. "The post-Qing Qing is also an ancient god. I can't look at these little monsters. I don't have to be so nervous and staying up all night. He doesn't have the time to chase us."

"Oh," Wen was faint. "Forgot to tell you, I grabbed his close-knit bag."

The turtle fairy eyes are bright, and only the "Qi Kun bag" is heard in the ear, completely ignoring the word "grab": "The big god's Qiankun bag, there must be many good things inside!"

"Should, I haven't had time to look at it carefully," Wen Ruyi glanced at him with a side face, and added a sentence with a blank expression. "Not only the Qiankun bag, I also took him three drops of blood."

The turtle fairy was shocked, and the small eyes were almost smashed out: "You are crazy! The blood of your heart... After Qing is not a god, do you know what his blood means?!"

Wen Ruo took back his sight and did not answer.

she does not know. Perhaps she wanted to evade this answer deliberately. She didn't intend to ask her. Because if you know it at the beginning, Wen Ru is not sure whether he can still get his hand.

It seems that the Turtles also know the consequences, but Wen did not want to hear.

The three drops of blood used a drop, the owner of the Qiankun bag has been changed, and the remaining two drops are still in the jade bottle. As the temperature is, it is clear that the consequences of her ignorance may not be as simple as it seems on the surface. However, since this has already been done, there is no room for turning back.

If the temperature is not squinting, fly all the way to the north.

Just three drops, three drops should not hurt his origin...

The author has something to say: finally finished a chapter! After the meal, continue to code the next chapter, can not guarantee to finish writing before 12 o'clock, anyway, I will send it tonight, I don't want to wait for the children's shoes to see tomorrow morning~~~~╭(╯3╰)╮2k