Elder Sanding sat silently in front of the cold barbecue, deep in thought.

The twenty-four young masters tried their best to get closer to the meeting place of the first stage, but as the level of the beast herd increased, their advance speed began to slow down.

Ji Qingyi took Beisansan to the west, and the body of water confusion cultivated Xiaocheng, and the control of the puzzle technique was used properly, so that he gradually showed his prominence among the crowd.

Sand Butterfly desperately tries to get rid of the black on her face, but the more she tries, the more it stimulates the spread of black and hair growth.

Jin Bai felt the breath of the rotten fruit formation being unraveled, as if the small universe had been completely stimulated, and changed his previous style of hiding his head and shrinking his tail, and turned into a murderous avenging angel with a storm coming.

It's really small and waving the big arms of barbecue, and the road is unimpeded.

Until there was another disturbing rustle beneath his feet.

Rumble!

A big centipede with a red head and a black body rose from the ground, showing its teeth and claws in front of the real little one.

"Huh? It looks like the one who was poisoned before? Is it a brother? ”

Zhenxiao blinked suspiciously, and put the barbecue under the nose of the big centipede, which was still the same sentence.

"Eat!"

Your sister's!

Where are the brothers?

It's me, it's me, it's me!

This king doesn't believe it, as the overlord of poisonous insects, this king can be put down by the poison refined by the human race.

If you eat the poison once, you will develop resistance in the king's body!

A confident cold light flashed in the insect's eyes, and the Xuansha poison centipede took another bite of the roast meat in Zhenxiao's hand.

Huh......

Foaming at the mouth, he fell down again.

This scene was no longer strange, and wiped a handful of stiff faces, Cen Yuanqing continued to keep up with the really small pace quickly.

Machine...... Margin...... Yes......

Morning Light, who had regained the ability to walk, staggered behind Zhenxiao.

Is this my chance? Follow the footsteps of the really small ruthless poisonous beings and go all the way to the top ten of Dabi?

"You're ...... Don't ask me, why can't I hold a knife? ”

Finally got rid of the chasing soldiers, Cen Yuanqing waited for Zhen Xiaoxiao to provoke this topic again, but she remained silent all the way, but she itched her mouth first.

"If you want to say it, you'll say it first."

The eyes were shining with a small smile, which made Cen Yuanqing's heart warm up.

Don't look at the goddess who is full of sex, in fact, in her bones, she said very gently that if he didn't want to, she would never take the initiative to poke other people's sore spots.

"My dad asked me to refine my sword." With a straight look, Cen Yuanqing opened the chatterbox.

In fact, there is no too long story to tell, because in all the memories of his life in the first half of his life, his life was all related to knives.

It's raining, it's very cold and you can't go out, so let's practice knives.

It's out of the sun, the weather is so good, how can you not practice knives?

It's a holiday? Hahahaha, good day, refine the knife to celebrate.

Preparing a birthday gift for your mother? What do you want to do with that trouble? It's the best to play with a big knife!

What? Those cousins all want to grab the position of the young master of the Condor Stream? It's okay, when they're done grabbing, we'll go up and compete with each other......

As soon as the words began, they couldn't end the scene, and on the question of the knife, Cen Yuanqing complained for half an hour.

"It sounds really miserable, just like I like to eat my dad's braised pork, if he forces me to eat it for a whole month, I'll throw up."

After listening patiently, he looked at Cen Yuanqing's face sympathetically.

This kid is definitely suffocated.