This half hour has passed.
Among them, Meng Fei tried almost dozens of methods, but this stupid thing didn’t respond at all.
Meng Fei is not a good man who believes in women, and the curiosity will be gone. It seems that he must have thought too much. This stupid thing may not be magical at all, but he thinks too much.
Have pity on my half bottle of spirit liquid. When Shuijiang was extremely scarce, even money couldn’t buy it. Now I’ve been scratched by this stupid thing and gone to half a bottle. How can I call Meng Fei painless?
Meng Feiyue thought that the more he wanted to cry, he threw the broken thing in his hand and threw it on the ground, and then stepped on seventeen feet to relieve his depressed mood.
But what’s the situation?
Looking at the scene in front of me, Meng Fei was dumbfounded. Listen, yum-yum. This seemingly water-tight thing seems to suddenly have a crack, and the crack is still flashing green.
Meng is the only one who swings in a warehouse.
Listen to a drop of light.
Well, Meng Fei was taken aback.
The dim warehouse suddenly lit up, and the dazzling light shone from the cracks in the thin slices to make a warehouse bright.
At the same time, the strange light meets in the middle to form a black phantom. It is a thing of tens of centimeters, like a mouse, but its forehead has two apex angles, its eyes are red and it is covered with a strange black cloak.
I’m here. I’m finally here. The mysterious mouse in a black cloak visually observed Meng Fei’s red eyes with a trace of color.
You are Meng Fei. Look carefully at this spiteful mouse in front of you. It’s full of surprises.
Don’t worry about who I am, but it won’t hurt you. Alas, it’s lucky to finally meet a qualified person after so many years. Hey, hey, but thank you for your blood first, or I’m afraid I’ll have to go back to sleep.
Blood doubts blinked a moment later, Meng Fei’s face suddenly darkened, and he raised some stinging right thumb with yin cold. My right thumb was bitten by you. Chapter 11 History is the strongest summoning charm.
Hey, I was forced to endure, too. Don’t take it amiss. The black-robed mouse glanced around and shook his head and sighed, thinking that our master was immortal in absolute beauty in the vast mainland, but I didn’t expect you to be one.
Meng Fei, a master, forced the anger in his heart to lower his posture and said, stop first. Can I ask you something?
What’s up?
What’s your strength now? You don’t think my strength is good. I know a place where all the characters are awesome. I’ll take you to kill it. I’ll make sure you kill the most awesome master.
If I were really so powerful and still talking to you so much nonsense, I would have beaten you up and gone. How could I recognize your Lord?
That is to say, you are weak now and you can’t hand it to others.
Nonsense. Although I am the strongest summoning talisman in history, I have been sleeping for thousands of years and the energy in my body has long been consumed. Hey, hey, what are you doing? The black mouse suddenly screamed.
Meng Fei pulled the black mouse out of the middle and then pressed it to the ground.
After listening to chip, beep, a burst of disorderly holding, Meng Fei whistled and kicked the black mouse, which was already scared silly, into the warehouse, but it was slow. He clapped his hands and disdained that one hundred and one dead mice still dared to be so arrogant, which really owed K.
It took me a long time to get up from the ground and stay for a long time. I can’t believe I cried. How dare you do this to me? You will regret it. You will regret it.
Regret that Meng Fei smiled and walked slowly towards the black mouse. Do you still want to taste the taste of being beaten?
How dare you threaten me? Do you know how good I was?
The past is a thing of the past. You don’t show off in an ostentatious manner. You don’t know anything at all. You want to scare the old man and don’t ask about me. Meng Shaoke is also a famous person.
Meng Fei disdained to turn over their eyes. It seemed to him that the little mouse had a real history, but its personality was stubborn and proud. From the beginning, it never looked at itself as the master, and it was forced by form.
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