My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4725 GARCIA, JENNY M

Sure enough, Tao Huaxian Zun's words were worthy of falling, and that pit father's soul-locking arrow escaped from the black hole vortex.

At the beginning, Locking Arrow was like a drunken man, shaking his head and fainting.

After finally finding out the direction, seeing Qiaomu was like seeing a delicious snack, and hurriedly shot towards her side.

"Annoying." Mo Lian stared unhappyly at the impenetrable arrow.

Suddenly pulled away from the inner boundary and took out a small copper tripod.

Arbor's eyes lightened.

Qiao Qiao's lotus is really fierce. Seeing this situation, is this to directly refine this annoying soul-locking arrow?

The soul-locking arrow seemed to feel something, turning its head back and dripping, the tail of the arrow trembled slightly, and got into the black hole that had been torn by Molian.

It was only shortly after that that it emerged from the other end of the black hole.

He got off the bus very spiritually, and if he had a face, he would definitely have a "scared" expression.

Nothing else, it got into the vortex of the black hole and did not expect to escape again, getting closer to the expressionless kid.

Is it so terrible?

The soul-locking arrow receded backwards, but with a huge suction, he pulled it suddenly.

When "Dang" sounded, the soul-locking arrow fell into the small copper tripod.

This time it was like the Tigers came into the gate, everyone just heard the sound of "Ding Dang Dang Dang".

The soul-locking arrow fluttered in the small copper tripod and rammed the tripod cover and flew out.

Molian pressed it down with one hand, blessed a divine power, sealed it on the small copper tripod, squinted her eyes, and raised her hand into a holy fire.

The black flame suddenly rose at the bottom of the copper tripod, and Xiao Ding was roasted to a reddish color.

Qiao Mu looked at the humble little copper tripod in Mo Lian's hand, and suddenly thought of something, and entered into the secret realm of God with his sense of God.

Ever since he came out of the heavens' secret realm, he has been tossing and urging Qiao Qiao's lotus to practice, but the trees have not had time to give the lotus to the lotus.

At this moment, Qiaomu remembered that he had recruited the little broken tripod to refine the soul-locking arrow.

Quickly searched, from the small vault guarded by hundreds of organs, Qiao, pulled out the world's first refining dinger: Qiankun.

The funny thing is that a group of people in the office, Joe, sensed that she was taking away their treasures. They were stacked one on top of the other, and hung on the dipstick, holding her hands firmly.

Then he couldn't help crying because he couldn't rob Jojo's deity.

That scene, that funny, scared Qiaomu to quickly put them all into the small vault and close the door of the small vault.

Girl, with a face similar to her, kept crying and crying, she looked really magical.

The tree took Qian Kunding and stuffed it into Mo Lian's arms. "Lian, use this to make it."

Almost everything Molian did at this time came from instinctual consciousness.

Strictly speaking, he was still in a state of semi-cultivation at the moment, but he was not completely awake, but now he is not unconscious.

Molian felt instinctively happy to see that Qiao Qiao gave him a slap-shaped smelter with the size of a slap and the shimmering glaze.

His head had just contracted with Qiankunding, and a thunderous roar came from within the sea floor.

The apex of everyone's heart followed a slight jump, and at the same time, a hint of bad feelings floated in their hearts.

This unknown sense of crisis approaching, I do not know why, is so strong.

The sudden danger made everyone lift their hearts cold.

(End of this chapter)