1059. Chapter 1059 Killing and looking back at the sky 7
Really kiss Xiaohong's lips.
Wife, does your husband look good?
As soon as she regained consciousness, Xiao Hong immediately grabbed Xiao Yin's mouth with her claws.
Who asked you to kiss me, you gangster.
I kiss my wife as a matter of course and I am not a hooligan.
When Xiaohong heard this, her big eyes stood up and she stood up, clasping her paws across her chest, hum, I am not your wife, you are right over there, your husband, you go and kiss me.
After saying that, he turned his little body and shot in the direction of Luo Yu.
Xiao Yin immediately bared his teeth after hearing this.
I am not afraid of him now. I will not be his young wife. I will divorce him.
Divorce Hai Mo Feng? Good idea.
Xiao Hong immediately smiled, turned over and sat on Xiao Yin's back, and flew away towards Luo Yu's location in pairs.
The weather is sunny and the water is rushing.
Behind Poseidon Island, in front of Tuntian Waterfall.
A dozen light blue figures quickly passed through the overwhelming waterfall, shooting from one end of the waterfall to the other.
Dressed in light blue, elegant and clean, more than a dozen figures are exactly the same.
Yes, exactly the same, no difference at all.
The only difference is that their movements are different.
As we passed by, more than a dozen identical shadows appeared in front of the Tiantian Waterfall, which was extremely strange.
And under such a strange situation, people with good vision can clearly see the thousands of tons of water flowing down the waterfall.
Not a drop of water was stained on one of the dozen figures.
It's as dry as the thick soil in summer.
Wearing a huge waterfall without even a drop of water falling on your body, this speed...
I'm afraid it can't be described in words.
A few hundred meters down the waterfall, the figure flashed past. In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures overlapped and became one.
Then she turned over and fell heavily under the waterfall.
Under his spotless clothes, he raised his hands high, holding an ordinary-looking ring in his left hand, and an even more ordinary ball in his right hand.
The brilliance flows, and the primary color light flows instantly.
"Piaomiao Ganlin Jue." A crisp voice floated out from under the rumbling waterfall.
Along with that clear voice, the primary color light suddenly flourished,