"You warm a cup of black mushroom coffee and come back to drink it when I chop his skull!" Lin buzhou walked with two short legs to form a plane wall on the two-dimensional figure of Zhuang butterfly.
Lin Chong listened to Lin Bu’s words and made a cup of black mushroom coffee, waiting for Lin Bu’s return from Zhou Kaixuan. As a result, the coffee was cold, and Lin Bu’s two short legs were not out of the snow valley yet.
After all, if the lines are reduced, they will climb more slowly. At this speed, the flowers will be withered if you climb to the bones hole in Wansheng Mountain.
It’s also impossible to get a ride with birds when all the animals in Kunlun Mountain are extinct. Obviously, the traffic problem is beyond the expectation of having a thousand-year-old Xianxia Avenue. After three hours, Lin Zhou climbed back silently.
"When King Dapeng wakes up, let him take me to the mountain!"
"Why don’t I shoot you?"
"no!"
Chapter one hundred and thirty-six Big bird out
This is what Lin Chong knows.
In the dream, you can collect the seeds on weekdays, and in the other person’s dream, there is a kind of’ thousands of earthly’. At the same time, if you are not careful, you can attack each other with’ thousands of earthly’ forces.
Of course, you can also cross each other’s pipe road to have a chance.
One avenue cannot be used repeatedly.
However, it takes dozens or hundreds of years to get one without the help of the Zhoushan project team.
Lin Chong also asked Lin Buzhou, "What will happen if the other party is attacked by the avenue?"
Lin buzhou replied, "If the theoretical partner consciously dies in his dream, he will die in reality, that is, just as three souls and seven souls have died in his dream, he will naturally not live."
Lin Chong asked again, "What if the other party is strong enough to survive?"
Lin Buzhou sneered at "You killed Zhou Tai in the Three Kingdoms."
In fact, Lin is ill-conceived and has no confidence. After all, he has not been tested.
Lu Sheng didn’t kill anyone. He said, "When I entered the Huangliang Fairy School for hundreds of years, I spent my spring dreams in a female leap and never got blood on my hands …"
"Hey hey really never touched?" Unified interjection
You vulgar!
Lin Chong and Lin Buqi despised the unification.
Before King Dapeng woke up, the immortals in Kunlun Mountain and Cave suddenly discovered that they had no mobility.
Lin rushed out of the wall, not to mention Lu Sheng, who couldn’t climb out of the snow valley for half an hour in the circle. The little tiger can run, and the tallest one is only one meter high now …
Lin Buzhou misses the two hairy legs of Dapeng King.
To this day, King Dapeng has been closed for a month, and his black avatar has been sucked back by his department, sitting on the side of the snow valley with his back against the cliff, and the whole person has been submerged by the snow and polished into a snow shell by the hijacking wind.
"This is not dead, is it?" Lin thoughtless wondering
"It’s okay, the big bird will be out soon," interrupted Little Tiger.
"How do you know?" Lin buzhou asked him
"He’s’ full’ with a brainwave." Little tiger-shaped.
"Which is full? Why can’t I see it? " Lin buzhou was curious.
"It’s a feeling that this world is full of brainwaves. Can’t you feel it?" Little tiger asked
Look at the so-called heaven and earth, Lan Xue is white, and there is nothing else
"Little Tiger has the potential to go straight to the Yuan God. After eating the golden fairy fruit, there is no card. What he can see is not the same as what we can see." Lin Chong also came over and commented behind the wall.
"And he came from the descendants of fallen immortals, and both parents are gifted. If the perfect score of talent in this world is 100 tigers and 120 tigers,"
"Gee, I didn’t expect to throw a good baby in another plane. I grew so short when I accidentally threw it into a mushroom." Lin Buzhou said sourly and looked at Xiaohu. "You didn’t like to talk before, so why do you talk so much now?"
"Who should I talk to before?" Little Tiger glanced at Lin Chong with a sour look. "A bird man has a notebook. Can I chat with them?"
Hehe, Lin Chong can’t hear you.
In the eyes of everyone, another week passed, and at noon, Dapeng Wang finally woke up.