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Chapter 1201: The Small Pot Pot Possesses Three

Even the pot that was chasing everyone stopped and lowered its head to look down at King Xuanyuan who was standing underneath it.

Yes, this pot has no eyes, but King Xuanyuan can always feel it looking at him.

That look was like looking at a pot of food that could be cooked by it.

It's so gloomy and scary.

After the giant pot thought for a moment, it arrived in front of Lord Xuanyuan and smashed down the entire rusty iron pot. This force was so fierce that Lord Xuanyuan finally noticed the pain of those monarchs just now.

pain

It hurts too much

Since he broke through to the Holy Warrior, he has become very stubborn. This is the first time in so many years that he has experienced the pain of being hit.

In anger, King Xuanyuan ignored Nanxian and slashed hard at the iron pot with his long sword.

Only a clicking sound was heard

His long knife forged from cold star iron suddenly broke into two pieces.

King Xuanyuan's body froze. He raised his head stiffly and looked at the surface of the iron pot, which had only broken skin.

Those skins are still rusty skins, and other parts are not damaged at all.

"Jun Xuanyuan, this woman is a devil," King Aotian covered his head that had been smashed with countless heads, and cried miserably, "I just saw clearly that this woman released the pot, she is

Devil King Xuanyuan, let’s run away.”

King Xuanyuan was also a little scared in his heart, but if he ran away and his whole face was gone, how would he be able to rule Xuanyuan in the future?

If word spreads, he will be completely disgraced.

Therefore, Lord Xuanyuan said with a serious face, "Am I the kind of person who can run away? It's just an iron pot. How can you crush me to death? Even if I die everywhere, I will die in a worthy place, at least."

I am worthy of the people of Xuanyuan Kingdom. I died to exile the world of the continent. Therefore, I would rather die than become a deserter."

He has a breeze on his sleeves, is righteous, has a cold face, and speaks righteously.

The kings of all the countries looked at King Xuanyuan with admiration.

Of course, if his legs could stop shaking, maybe they would believe him more.

"Buzz buzz buzz."

The giant pot became angry, and its entire pot jumped up, using the fastest speed to scoop the people in front of it into the pot.

It didn't know where it took out the cumin, sesame oil, salt and pepper, and chili pepper, and poured them all into the pot.

The giant pot moved so fast that no one else could react. Those people fell into his pot and couldn't get out despite struggling desperately.

"Wow, Xiao Guo Guo is going to cook?"

Qinghan smelled the scent of cumin and ran out of the space without Feng Ruqing's consent.

Not to mention other people, even Gu Yiyi was stunned for a moment when he saw Qing Han appearing out of thin air, with surprise in his eyes.

"Xiao Qing, do you have a storage bag that can hold live animals?"

Otherwise, why did Xiao Qinghan suddenly appear? Before she thought that the two spiritual beasts Qinghan and Fuchen had come out in advance, she didn't expect that she would always carry them with her.

Feng Ruqing's smile was a little awkward, "Yeah."

After answering, she gently squeezed the back of Qinghan's hand, but suddenly she saw Mu Qingyin looking at her thoughtfully.

A storage bag for living things is fine for looking after Yiyi, but if you want to deceive the second uncle, it will probably be a bit difficult.

Fortunately, Mu Qingyin didn't ask anything and looked at the battlefield again.


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