Little bird?

He is not a bird, he is a big bird, and he is still supreme, and is he said as a bird?

Birds, birds, his birds are not birds, his birds can be big...

"You are a bird, your bird is smaller than peanuts."

Xiaojin was so angry that he had already reached the point where his mouth was not obscured.

Xiao Jinwu’s words came out, everyone was shocked and grew up, and then looked at the repair of the cold iceberg.

However, there is still no change in the repaired face. Everyone has a sigh of relief in their hearts, repairing the kind of person, and dare to say that his bird is smaller than peanuts. This is not looking for abuse or looking for death.

The repaired cold eyes looked at Xiao Jinwu, who was rushing toward him. The cold face suddenly exuded the airiness of the monks.

At this moment, everyone collectively took a breath of cold air. It was too late to stop Xiaojinwu. I saw the repaired hand and slowly lifted the magic sword in my hand. In the blink of an eye, I stood on the back of Xiaojinwu.

hiss……

At a fast speed, no one saw how he moved, only to see that he suddenly disappeared in the same place, and when he appeared again, he was on the back of Xiaojinwu.

"Fast! Everyone is going to help Xiaojinwu."

Leng Moxuan suddenly spoke, and if the repairs were stabbed with the demon sword, Xiao Jinwu would not be dead.

Xiao Bingbing reacted the fastest, and the repairs in this area were the most powerful.

I saw a small ice-blowing body emitting a blue light, and then formed a bubble like, put her inside, quickly away from the ground, came to Xiao Jinwu's back, looking at the repair.

"Very good." The repaired casually said two words, then looked at the people below, and the little fox and Suzaku: "You can go together, this seat will not be merciful."

The repairs have just fallen, and I saw his long-shouldered Bai Ze’s hand and slowly became a fist.

"Oh...hey...!"

Xiao Jinwu seems to have sensed what the repairs want to do, the whole body is rioted, rolling in the air, wanting to fall down the repairs, the fire of burning on the body has increased countless times.

However, for repairs, it seems that it does not play any role, and it does not hurt him.

After repairing and slowly raising his fist, Xiao Bingbing saw that he concentrated his spiritual power on the boxer. He shouted badly, his hands slowly opened, and the shield of the whole body was removed. A white and innocent conch appeared in his hand.

The all-white conch alone looks like a piece of furnishings, but its sound is the most beautiful music of its time.

Xiao Bingbing put the conch slowly in his mouth and gently played it. She only aimed at repairing. The conch tone is now a deadly demon sound for the enemy, but for the outsiders, the conch sound is the most beautiful. Music, listening to people's endless aftertaste.

As the conch sound appeared in the small ice rim, the repaired fist stopped in the air, a pair of silver stars, carelessly looking at Xiao Bingbing, no expression on his face, even the silver beauty There is no slightest look, and some are just infinite cold.

"The beasts who can't think of the emperor's life are all so cute."

The repaired lazy said a word, the cold-cold scorpion, the cold voice, shook the meaning of the little ice under the ice.

Xiao Bingbing did not dare to relax his vigilance. He could only play the conch quickly. It is best to have complete control over the repair.