1 "Huh? Wait, you have to absorb the potential of dream cloth before you can stimulate it. The potential of Yueyue has not been stimulated, right?"

Xiaohua suddenly thought that Lan Yue hadn't fallen asleep before, so naturally, let alone absorbing any dream cloth! Zhijin's body stiffened, and her two round eyes looked at Lan Yue with grievance. That is, the master ate the food it worked hard to cook but did not let it complete all the steps! What's more... Zhijin said even more aggrievedly: "The master's potential has been stimulated, even if it is not me."

This is the most frustrating thing about it. The potential of the owner's body is automatically stimulated. It does not have much effect on the owner. It is so sad! Xiaohua doesn't understand why it has been inspiring, but as long as Yueyue's potential is inspiring, it will be very happy. Lan Yue blinked, why did the little guy suddenly get depressed and comforted: "I need you very much. Look, you have helped me a lot now, and when I go to bed, you can still continue to weave dreams."

Who would refuse to sleep and dreams! But when Zhijin thinks of Lan Yue’s dream... she suddenly wants to cry even more. The master is not enough to enslave it to make delicious food once, but still wants to enslave it to do it every day? Seeing that the situation is not good, Lan Yue decisively changed the topic, "Zhijin, I will leave it to you here. Just turn it into her occasionally and go out to see it. Contact me in time if there is an emergency."

After giving the order, Lan Yue turned the Ruyi Ring and returned to his previous appearance. He flashed out from the window of the city tower. Shi Zhou had been waiting outside. He didn't know what method he used, as if an invisible person. Although the guards could see him, he would be completely ignored when he stood there. Even if he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure out what he looked like. The guards of the West Gate didn't know that the 'Li Xiaoru' inside was replaced quietly.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

There were more than 2,000 talisman masters of the Yun family on the city wall. At this time, hundreds of people were hanging a wisp of blood on the corner of their mouths. Their bodies were resting on the city wall, and hundreds of people were still trying hard to support them. They also shouted: "Young Master, I am almost using up my talisman!"

There are hundreds of people like this! Even the people from Xuantian Sect are pale, and their hands that support the flying sword with their spiritual power are trembling, as if their spiritual power is about to be used up. More than 2,000 people were performed by them as if they were defeated by more than 20,000 soldiers! On the battlefield, there are only a few hundred irritable flying beasts that were fucked by them at most! In order to make General Liao feel that they are worth the money, the talisman masters of the Yun family and the Xuantian Sect really have their lifelong acting skills! It is also a pity that in addition to the Yun family and the Xuantian Sect, here,

Only General Liao and the others are left. Otherwise, if outsiders see it, they must doubt whether the first big family and the first big sect will collapse. Xiaohua: "I have no conscience..." How did it touch the conscience and speak? Lan Yue: "..." Yes, you are right! At this time, some of the talisman masters of the Yun family were covering more than ten irritable flying beasts with a huge net. When they appeared before, they had hundreds of talismans, they were pitifully posted a few on the big net. As long as they were big net, they were only posted a few on the big net.

Completely contracting, these more than ten violent irritable flying thorn beasts can be taken into their pockets! But no matter how hard they exert force, the big net will always be violently broken away by the violent flying thorn beast inside when he was about to close. General Liao was affected by the tense and exciting atmosphere outside, and at this time, he could no longer help but come out of the city tower. He stood beside the city wall and looked at the battlefield below. Lan Yue noticed that his hands that seemed to be naturally placed on both sides could not help but squeeze them nervously.

Fist, when the Yun family talisman master tried hard, he couldn't help but clench his fists, as if he wanted to go down and pull a hand! Wait... he wanted to go down by himself? But he couldn't. Logically speaking, with the participation of the guards of the South Gate, the big net could be closed faster, which not only ensures that these violent and violent flying beasts are foolproof, but also improves the efficiency of capture. But why did the guards of the South Gate not participate in the war at all? "Because the customer is God? The one who gives the money is the uncle?"

Xiaohua said its judgment. Lan Yue thought about it and said that it was not the reason. General Liao's desire for the irritable flying beast in a violent state could not be concealed. If he could get it as soon as possible, he would definitely not mind helping. But he suppressed his actions. The only thing that could make sense was that once their city guards intervened, there would be any accidents. It would most likely be related to the spirit materials of the monsters they obtained, after all, this was what he cared about the most. Unfortunately, she had asked Zhiqian before, and Zhiqian said that although they were all in the Sumeru Tower, they did not interfere with each other, and it did not know the situation here. She could only make one by one speculation and inference. Just as she was thinking, Yun Yiming, who supported the spirit talisman on the city wall, turned pale, as if he was about to open his mouth and was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. "Brother Yun, you can't vomit blood!"

Lan Yue's words instantly spread into his spiritual consciousness. The other talisman masters' mouths were bleeding, but he was also spitting out blood, which was too much. Yun's face was really impossible. Brother Yun obviously noticed his own extravagant scene and glanced at Brother Yun with a faint look. Brother Yun's mouth was closed, and he was in his mouth, and he was not vomiting or swallowing. A fair face suddenly became even more ugly. He miscalculated and pretended too much for a moment, and was embarrassed. Lan Yue watched Brother Yun's dilemma, and naturally walked to him, looking down at the battlefield, while quietly handing him to Brother Yun with an empty storage bag. She didn't have a handkerchief, and the storage bag was too much given by the "good people". He could only use this vomiting blood. Brother Yun took the things handed over by Lan Yue, thinking that he would still

The girl will love others, so the elder brother will only glar at him. But he always feels that the hand feels wrong. When he sees it, he almost cries. Storage bag!!! Is Murong's life so luxurious? Others use hand towels to wipe sweat and blood. She uses storage bags? I know that my sister is rich, but it is not so consuming if she has money! Even if the storage bag is not valuable in the eyes of big families and sects, it can still sell a huge sum of hundreds of spiritual stones! Is it his blood match for using this to vomit blood for him? Yun Yiru felt that the time for pretending was almost done, so he pretended to be more than a dozen times. He had sex with his younger brothers and sisters who had a lot of plays didn't know what to do, so he waved his hands and made a series of gestures. Lan Yue frowned and looked at the battlefield, turned to look at General Liao, who was unconsciously nervous, and said worriedly: "General, it's not good for us to drag this way."
Chapter completed!