Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Xiao Naihe didn't act like a demon anymore, and the thunder and lightning brewing in the sky gradually died down.

   The dark clouds are condensed, the sky has not cleared for a long time, and the rain is continuous. The rain seems to contain some dark energy, which is invisible to the naked eye, but the zombies are like a long drought and rain, and they grow and upgrade.

   "Is this energy drawn from you?"

  Less brainless acting in a true love scene, Su Haitang's ears are much cleaner, twisting the silk sword, staring at Xiao Naihe, who is punching and kicking hard to clear the road, and asks casually.

  Xiao Naihe didn't know where to learn the hidden breath method, even the way of heaven can be deceived, not to mention a zombie with a weaker intelligence.

"Not at all."

  Xiao Naihe effortlessly kicked over a level 8 zombie, and his body was also covered in paint, panting to answer the question from the prospective master.

   "Otherwise they would not dare to rebel against me."

   This is true.

  If the zombies are born from his energy, he can be regarded as the direct father of the zombies, and he should be called Dad on his knees when they meet.

   "Xiaoyu?"

  Su Haitang called Xiaoyu again, but she didn't say the question, and Xiaoyu understood what she meant.

   "It is very likely. After all, only space debris has such a large amount of energy that it can trigger a riot in the entire Xiaoqian world."

  Xiaoyu's little face was solemn as she devoured the power stone.

   "But if it is left for too long, maybe it will be polluted, or it will give birth to wisdom, then it will be troublesome."

   "You can't beat it?" Su Haitang became nervous.

   If Xiaoyu can't take the pieces, it might be better to avoid the edge for now. She has to rely on Xiaoyu to send her home, Xiaoyu can't make any mistakes.

   "By the way, are you the main body?"

  Su Haitang finally remembered this serious problem. The soft sword in her hand was like a snake, and it cooperated with the steel claws of the little fox to sweep across the heads of the zombies.

   "Of course I am!" Xiaoyu Fried Hair, suspected of his noble bloodline, obviously touched his inverse scales!

   "This fairy is the guardian of the heaven and earth bracelet that is just right and righteous! The rest are pirated high imitation knockoffs! It's gone!"

  Su Haitang snorted silently.

   The arrogant little boy who was good at first has collapsed into a little hooligan who is full of foul language now. The novel is misleading.

   "Since you are the main body, there must be a way to deal with the fragments, right?"

  Su Haitang shook her wrist, feeling a little tired from killing. This body is too weak to handle.

   "You simply take the initiative to be the bait and lead the fragments out. It must be more interested in usurping the throne and swallowing you as the rightful palace, right?"

  Su Haitang came up with a bad idea, Xiaoyu was speechless, so she had to silently swallow a batch of power stones, and then stood on the throne made of white mist with her bare feet, and tried to do it.

   "You want to dance the big god?"

  Su Haitang couldn't help but complain. You are a dignified heaven and earth bracelet, can you do something that matches your tall and high status?

   "You're right. I just want to communicate the spirit of heaven and earth, connect with the ancient gods, and bless me through difficulties."

  Su Haitang is silent.

   Can she persuade him not to engage in feudal superstition?

   Jumping God, it sounds unreliable!

   "Come in first, leave that stupid zombie alone."

  The talkative Xiaoyu suddenly became serious, Su Haitang was a little uncomfortable for a while, but soon followed suit.

   "Absorb that ray of soul essence and run the Tao Te Ching."

  Xiaoyu instructed again.

  Su Haitang opened her mouth to inhale the light milky white gas, meditated cross-legged, and recited the Tao Te Ching silently.

  Xiaoyu saw that she was in the state, and ignored her, running her gestures, the wind in the space was loud, causing the dark clouds outside to roll, and the thunder was faint.

   "Here again! Master help!"

  Xiao Naihe cowardly hugged He Mingzhu, who suddenly passed out, and wanted to lift her up to carry the thunder!