Luo Fei followed closely with his three-color lotus platform.
"Hey, brother Feng, I didn’t expect the girl to be able to follow her feet. The tricolor lotus is not your three-leaf accident violet, is it? Three-leaf nature, violet falling treasure, copper coin, green yuan flying sword … Hey! You’re not afraid that this little girl was given so many treasures during her little foundation period. " Wengqingyu licked his lips and said
"Hum! I don’t live in a stable life. Brother Weng is worried. "
Wind Johnson and Weng Qingyu are getting farther and farther away from Zhang Yang.
However, they are not in a hurry, but they are far from relaxing. They know that this situation will not last long.
How much magic can a little purple stiff have? It is estimated that the magic power will be exhausted after one wick of incense, and even golden wings will not escape their palms.
But the moment of burning incense passed …
Two wick sweet time passed …
Half an hour passed …
"Hey? At this speed, his mana should be exhausted, right? Why do I feel that I am still flying? " Weng Qingyu is light.
Wind Johnson obviously also felt something was wrong early.
"Maybe … there is the Yin spring spirit? Zombies have a strong source of yin and cold power to replenish mana and recover faster, but we are not worried about being able to contact the outside world. However, the absorption capacity of a small purple stiff is limited, and the yin cold force is rich again. His body can’t absorb it, and the growth rate of mana is not consumed … His fate is doomed. "
Wind Johnson has a very confident tone.
Wengqingyu also nodded his approval.
Luo Fei’s heart is faintly felt that something is not so inevitable, right?
Sure enough, an hour has passed …
Two hours passed …
Add up before and after has been fully escaped from thousands of miles at this time, even if the wind Johnson and Weng Qingyu are confident again, they know that something is wrong.
The figure flashed and stopped, and the eyebrows were deeply wrinkled.
Chapter one hundred and seven Escape
"Nearly a thousand miles! He has thrown us nearly a thousand miles now and is still flying here at a constant speed … How is that possible? "
Wind Johnson has lived for more than 1000 years, and nothing has made him so restless since he was promoted to Yuanying.
Weng Qingyu’s face is gloomy and he has long since given up his style.
"There is no Luofei girl in the world of repairing truth, and it is also easy to stay behind us for so long during the construction period; Although this is the magic of the three-leaf creature violet, how do we know that there must be no special means to be purple? Fortunately, we have a sign of god in the Yin Spring to ask him to stop. We can always rush over or notify the nearby cousins to gather around and believe that he can’t escape from our palm even if he has the means to reach the sky. "Weng Qingyu said in a cruel tone.
Wind Johnson can nod with a sigh.
"We have three cases and four factions, and the noble family is decent. It’s uncommon for you and me to repair a small purple head in Yuan infant period. If we can take it naturally for the first time, it’s good to let it escape. Now I’m afraid it will fall into the laughing stock of other monsters … Besides, it’s hard for the purple stiff to have this repair. It’s also extraordinary. It’s hard to ask the gate to ask us a big bullying charge. It’s hard to say that it’s better to hand it over to the younger brothers. Even if the reclusive Johnson can’t take care of our three clans and four factions, we won’t be afraid of him. "
"well! No matter how powerful that wing is, it’s just to run for your life. If we make a good arrangement, it will be enough for the big array to trap it and build a foundation to deal with him! " Wengqingyu nodded his approval.
"Our door is presided over by Luo Fei you! After locking the enemy’s trail, you must first kill him with a large array of blows and not give him a chance to escape. "Wind Johnson said.
"It’s granduncle!"
Luo Fei gong promised
But I don’t know what’s going on when I see her feet on the three-color lotus-picking attire fluttering straight in the wind and staring at the front.
Weng Qingyu’s eyes swept away, revealing naked desires, and his heart secretly determined that he must accept this female concubine. Whether it is the general appearance of this female fairy or her treasures or advanced potential, it is worth doing so by himself.