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Chapter 1984 It turns out that dying is good

Long Qian and Dingdang were thrown to the ground.

One by one, the originally white and flawless little face was now pitch black.

It was obviously blackened by the thick smoke.

"What, what's going on?" Feiyun finally caught up, still panting.

Dingdang realized what he was doing, and when he realized what he was doing, he suddenly let out a cry and started to cry miserably.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I almost died. Ouuuuuu, princess, you almost killed me, wuwu wu..."

Feiyun looked at it and couldn't bear it.

Not only was his face blackened, but the skirt on his body was also burnt.

It really felt like I almost died.

Long Qian, on the other hand, was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon she got up from the ground, clapped her hands, screamed and jumped!

"It's amazing, it's really amazing! The ingredients of your ancient stuff can't be too pure! This is so powerful!"

She had misjudged the power of the dragon ball eggs, but she couldn't be blamed. The blame was on these ancient raw materials, the purity of which was beyond her imagination.

She had already calculated the closest purity, but she still underestimated it.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, do you think my dragon ball eggs are powerful? How about killing enemies? When I get to the battlefield, I will definitely be an invincible God of War. Look, you see!"

She opened her little hand and found two so-called dragon ball eggs in her palm.

This dragon ball egg is smaller than what Feiyun described. It is said to be the size of a luminous pearl, but the luminous pearl itself also has different sizes.

Chu Fengjin thought it was a huge luminous pearl.

But even a big luminous pearl is very small compared to a thunderbolt.

But he didn't expect that the so-called dragon ball egg in Long Qian's hand was just like any other small luminous pearl.

Her palm is small enough, not much bigger than a child's, and it doesn't look crowded when holding two dragon balls.

This shows that dragon ball eggs are really small.

Can such a small one really explode such a big hole?

Chu Fengjin immediately snatched the dragon ball egg from her hand, and his face darkened: "This thing is unstable, especially when exposed to the sun, it can easily explode. Do you still want this?"

This is the worst thing about Thunderball.

It is because it is too unstable and can easily hurt oneself, so it cannot be widely spread on the market.

Otherwise, all countries will produce them in large quantities and use them in wars.

An unstable thing might blow up one of your own people before it is even sent to the battlefield.

"How can the thing I developed be unstable? Uncle Nine Emperors, are you looking down on me?"

She originally wanted to make this thing when she was in Prince Ling's Mansion.

However, that guy Chu Dongling was as timid as a mouse and was afraid that she would blow up his back mountain, so he didn't allow her to do it.

After finally arriving at Prince Ling’s Mansion, Uncle Nine Emperors didn’t stop him!

Thanks to the fact that he was about to die, Uncle Nine Emperors would take this into account and let her have a taste of her wish, right?

It turns out that there are benefits to dying soon.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, don't be afraid. You have to pull the thread before it explodes. How can it explode so easily?"

How can something unstable be brought to the battlefield?

She is a well-known weapons master, and she would never do anything so unreliable.

"This thread?" Feiyun looked curious and couldn't help but pull out the thread.

In an instant, the collective was petrified.

A moment later, Long Qian screamed: "Throw it away! Throw it away! It's going to explode! Oh my god! I don't want to die!"


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