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Chapter 409

Words:1030Update:22/06/17 19:39:17

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What to do? What to do?

Little Little Little is angry with me!

No, no, I, I … I have to explain!

Wait …

Explain what?

I'm a fool!

Little Porridge's gaze deepened. The bashful and apologetic look that was about to appear on her face disappeared in an instant and was quickly replaced by a dull and lifeless look.

"There is ice on your face."

A calm tone.

"You idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot … I am so angry! If you do this again, I will let Little Invisible out and beat you to death! "

He really didn't have the strength to be angry with this idiot. Zhen Xiaoxiao's angry threat and the fist that hammered on his chest were indeed much lighter.

That crocodile?

Well, I will let it out next time. It can't beat me anyway.

Someone blinked innocently and felt good. He took the butterfly bead from Zhen Xiaoxiao's hand and crushed it in his palm!

Crack!

Countless icicles emerged from the gaps of his fingers. These beautiful and slender icicles soon turned into ice dust under the agitation of his palm.

"Small Gruel! What are you doing? "

Seeing the idiot suddenly being willful.

In an instant, she forgot about looking for trouble and exclaimed in surprise.

Didn't he just say that he would devour the cold things after returning to the camp of the Flying Dragon Temple? If he were to fall into a deep slumber now and release an unapproachable icy aura, it would be too conspicuous!

"This time … I won't sleep …"

Before Dumbo could finish his sentence, he was knocked to the ground by Zhen Xiaoxiao, who grabbed him by the collar.

"Quick! Let's go back! "

The Crystal Cloud Mushroom had been used once today, so it could not be used again in a short time. Zhen Xiaoxiao stepped on a flying sword and rushed out of the tent with Small Gruel.

No!

He could not let Small Gruel release his ice breath in the crowd!

At this time, a masked woman stopped in front of the tent.

The breath of the holy object was cut off here.

Should he give up?

Sha Zhi Die's face was filled with unwillingness. Searching for the holy item was her most important mission in Eastern Spirit Sect.

Just as Sha Zhi Die was filled with anxiety, two figures suddenly flew out of the tent at the side!

Quick!

It was so fast that one couldn't even see its shadow. Only the two golden bells tied to the girl's braids were flung over, almost hitting the bridge of his nose!

"Damn it! Don't you have eyes? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? "

Sand Butterfly took a step back and dodged the braid. At the same time, a look of disgust appeared on his face.

"I'm really sorry!"

However, when the apology came from the front, the cold wind that blew out from the tent curtains caused the butterfly of sand to quiver. Her anger suddenly froze on her face.

Fine ice shards were still swirling in the empty tent. The ground was covered with a layer of misty white frost. When the sun shone on it, it melted and reflected a colorful brilliance.

The aura of the Ice Breath Phoenix Butterfly Pearl!

Her eyes narrowed. Sha Zhidie hurriedly looked for the person who had left, but he had already disappeared into the distance. Thus, she could only step into the tent and stop for a moment. The pair of golden bells tied to the cloud strands were deeply imprinted in her mind.

The buyer of the butterfly beads … was the woman who tied the bell!

The holy artifact's aura disappeared.

Could it be …

She was also related to the holy artifact?

Zhen Xiaoxiao rushed all the way with Small Gruel. Soon they rushed to the "Tian" flag camp of Heavenly Sea Valley, but they were hindered by a formation.

"Who entered the camp? Why didn't he wear his badge? "

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