A World Worth Protecting

Under this finger, a glaucoma suddenly came out from the fingers of the elder elders, which seemed to be composed of fog, and as if it had the characteristics of a light beam, it suddenly flew out.

The speed is fast, and it runs through the heavens and the earth in the blink of an eye. It is on the battlefield. The people from the upper house on the island are hard to detect. The disciples in Dabie are also unaware of it. Even on the high platform, they can feel this scene. There are only a few people!

One is the military general of Zhou, who is a high-rise of the military's main town.

The other is the monk of the Shudouyuan Red Robe, which can become a deputy of the Shudaoyuan, which itself represents a profound cultivation!

The entire Warrior Pavilion is just like the land, only the two of them have noticed this fleeting green mang, but even if they are, they are only vaguely aware, the look changes instantly, and they look up and slammed into the sky. Immediately looked down at Wang Baole.

Because, this blue light refers to Wang Baole!

In an instant, Qing Mang came, and when it was difficult to be noticed, he fell directly on Wang Baole. After a flash of integration, Wang Baole’s body jerked, and his seeding was perceived as a crisis, and he changed directly. Turned into an eight-inch spiritual root, it is even a part of the hidden spirit.

That Qingmang entered Wang Baole's body and walked around for a circle. After seeing it, there was no difference. He didn't take away the aura after Wang Baole's body absorbed the blood. Instead, he went straight to the magical waterdrops, and after a slight shock, Wang Baole’s eyes blew. The big, inexplicable belly turned over the river, wow, and spit out the illusion that he swallowed.

The magical waterdrops went out and went straight to the bald youth, instantly blending into their eyebrows. At this moment, the bald youths also refused to take Wang Baole's saliva and stomach mucus on the waterdrops, and the surprise of the beads was integrated into the body.

All this is a long story, but it is all happening in the light stone!

Until now, this Qing Mang left Wang Baole's body and dissipated in nothingness.

"What happened!" Wang Baole's eyes widened. At this moment, his body is like a huge meat ball. He has the heart to touch his stomach, but his hand is not long enough. Under the anger and anger, he sees that the beads he swallowed are actually taken away by the bald youth. Wang Baole I was angry immediately.

"You robbed!! I have been eaten by me, you can still steal, there is my saliva, there is my breath, you are disgusting!!"

The bald youth himself is also inexplicable, but he soon thought of something. He did not pay attention to Wang Baole’s roar in his joy. He immediately took out his own magical soldier, but this time, his eyes slammed wide.

"Wang Baole, what is your digestive ability? In such a short period of time, my magical soldier is weak to such a degree!!" The bald youth is equally sorrowful and uplifting and glaring at Wang Baole.

It is in his view that the magical waterdrops in the body are no longer the same as the first time they are taken out.

Nowadays, it has become bleak and dull, and there are some pits that seem to be corroded. Although the resilience inside is re-controlled by the illusion, it is cleared immediately, but no matter what, the magical waterdrops are like It is a big injury, and it has been digested and absorbed by most people.

When Wang Baole glared at the bald youth, he noticed the miserable appearance of the waterdrop in the other hand. He blinked and felt that although this thing was taken away by the other party, it was obviously absorbed by himself.

"Besides, my seeds can't see anything, what kind of baby can be." Wang Baole snorted, smug, habitual to go back, but found that his hand is still not long enough...

"Wang Baole, I remember this, and I hope you remember my name. My name is Li Buchen!" The bald youth took a deep breath and forced his anger. After seeing Wang Baole, he turned and turned to the mountain. go with.

The purple-skinned monk around him, witnessing this scene, although he left with the bald youth, couldn’t help but look back at Wang Baole’s eyes, with a heart-wrenching meaning, it was really this battle, Wang Baole gave him an indes of description. Shocked.

"After finishing the registration number? This behavior is too much..." Wang Baole squinted at the back of the bald youth, feeling that the other party not only acted two, but even the name was very different. It is necessary for him to tell the other party what to do. It is a good name.

"Li Er, you also remember my name, my name is Wang Baole!" Wang Baole thought of this, shouted.

The young man of the bald head, Li Wuchen, listened to the two words of Li Er. The footsteps were a sigh of relief. It seemed that the anger was rising again. After a while, he refused to turn back and speeded away.

Seeing that Li Buchen has gone, Wang Baole snorted, but when he looked down at his stomach, the grief and indignation once again picked up. He used to be a slender figure, handsome and able to feel the kind face of the world. Wang Baole is going to catch this moment. mad.

Lu Zihao, who was on the side, looked strange and grinned at the moment. He didn't dare to get close to Wang Baole. He just looked at his amazing body from afar. He was mocking, but instinctively felt that at this moment, he should not provoke Wang Baole, otherwise he would be afraid Called the son...and whispered.

"Wang brother, what should I do next?" Although Wang Baole is called a brother, and the tone is very respectful, Lu Zihao feels that this sentence does not violate his own principles, so he did not feel that he was compromising. He felt that this is his own love. Performance.

"Where do I know what to do!!" Wang Baole heard this and was even more depressed. Although the road leading to the top of the mountain was opened at the moment, he thought that he was getting fat, and he really didn't feel up, so he turned and went. To leave, I also forgot to ask Lu Zihao for the armor.

"That... then I will go first, Master Wang, thank you very much..." Lu Zihao quickly opened his mouth and said that his body swayed and ran straight to the mountain road, galloping away and rushing to the top of the mountain. It seemed that he was afraid that Wang Baole would come to him and ask for armor. Give yourself a flying frost sword.

At this moment, with Lu Zihao's summit, Wang Baole was in a bad mood and went straight to the bottom of the mountain. But his figure is too special. It looks like a huge meat ball, flying between the mountains, at the foot of the mountain...

Fortunately, after arriving here, without waiting for Wang Baole to open, he immediately appeared in front of the transmission array, Wang Baole with trouble, directly stepped into the formation, disappeared.

When he appeared, he had already returned to the square of Shangyuan Island, but at the moment when his figure came out, the people from the various pavilions around the Shangdao Island, their voices suddenly broke out.

"Wang Baole is back!!"

If you change yourself and you are not fat, and you are in a good mood, facing the attention of everyone around you, Wang Baole must be very proud of talking with them, and sell the instruments by the way.

But now he really has no mood, especially Wang Baole's mind shows his genealogy that he showed him that year, and even more feel that the group of fat grandfathers who have already gone far seems to be waving to themselves.

"How can this be, I just went to assist, I just made an advertisement for my own instrument!!" Wang Baole frowned, took out the airship, and set foot on the flight to the Falcon Pavilion's own Dongfu, away from everyone.

Around the crowd, seeing this scene, the look is different, and the fun does not disturb Wang Baole, who seems to be exploding at this moment.

Only his airship was built according to his original body. At this moment, the airship was able to fall a lot with his arrival. In the depression of Wang Baole, he swayed back to the Falun Court.

When he arrived at Dongfu, Wang Baole raised his resentment. Because of the door of Dongfu, he seemed to be a little difficult to see himself going in. This made him crazy, and he did not believe in evil and tried hard. He finally squeezed in.

After returning to Dongfu, Wang Baole sat on a futon that was several times smaller than his ass. He sighed with sorrow and immediately took out the instrument that Chen Yuxi gave him. After wearing it on his head, he was fierce in his eyes and immediately opened.

"I haven't eaten for ten years!!" After finishing, Wang Baole immediately prepared, but waited for a long while, found that he had no change, some dumbfounded, took off the implement and checked it, and found that no problem, Wang Baole re-applied , open again.

"I have already ran a million steps!!"

Almost at the moment when Wang Baole’s discourse was finished, this instrument immediately heard the dripping sound. Wang Baole cheered up and quickly prepared to suffer the pain. He could be dumbfounded again. It was really a great tool for helping to lose weight in the past. After the sound, it still didn't change as usual. It seems that his brain has adapted to how many years have not eaten, or how many steps have been taken.

"No!" Wang Baole was in a hurry.

"I steamed in the magma room for ten years!!"

"I gave myself a hundred knives and needed nutrients to recover after I survived!"

"I was thundered, and all the spirits dissolved!" Wang Baole said a lot of brains, the eye viewer still did not change, he was short of breath, completely crazy, his mind quickly turned to think of various methods, and finally his eyes swept through the bulging When the belly is shining, the flash of light flashes and roars.

"I... I am pregnant, I need to melt the spirits to provide nutrients!!" After this sentence is finished, the instrument suddenly trembles. It is obvious that Wang Baole’s words are not very irritating to it. Wang Baole suddenly became ecstatic, and quickly snorted again.

"Pregnant a hundred births, wrong, one thousand!!"

The slamming of the instrument seems to be exploding, running like never before!

Wang Baole has not waited for the happiness, only feels the roar of his mind, and immediately stuns in the past...