Selling jars in Xueyue City, Li Hanyi comes to visit

"Shopkeeper, can I go up too?"

After a moment of disappointment, Yun Luo shouted to Su Chen.

"Okay! Then you go up!"

"But be careful!"

Su Chen replied.

"Yeah!"

Yun Luo nodded vigorously, not to mention how happy he was.

At this moment, Xiao Zhao was looking at Su Chen, her eyes full of tenderness, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

I didn't expect the shopkeeper to have such a tender side.

It should be very happy to be his woman, right?

Just thinking.

Suddenly, the hanging basket shook violently.

It pulled Xiao Zhao back to reality from the beautiful illusion.

Xiao Zhao's face suddenly turned pale, and a pair of white and tender hands hurriedly grabbed the edge of the hanging basket.

Others were also frightened by this sudden situation and their faces turned pale.

After all, the hot air balloon had risen to a height of several hundred meters. If it really fell, the whole person would be smashed into a bright red meat pie!

Honglian was so frightened that she tightly grasped the sleeve of "913" Su Chen and refused to let go.

Even Yunluo began to regret it.

Regretted that he should not have boarded the hot air balloon in this way.

But fortunately it was a false alarm.

After Su Chen placed Yunluo steadily in the center of the hanging basket, the hanging basket soon stopped shaking.

"Oh, oh!"

"I almost went to see the King of Hell!"

Honglian patted her little heart and comforted herself.

Everyone had some complaints about Yunluo who boarded the hanging basket. After all, this was a matter of life and death, not a joke.

But everyone was not blind, let alone stupid.

From the interaction between Yun Luo and Su Chen, they naturally saw the unusual relationship between the two.

So they didn't dare to say anything more.

After experiencing the thrilling situation just now, Yun Luo kept his head down and stood in the middle, like a child who had done something wrong.

On the ground!

More and more people gathered on the street.

They raised their heads and were dumbfounded.

"Oh my god, this is too unbelievable!"

"Liu Zi, did you see that man just now could actually fly? How did he fly?"

A man in the crowd who was full of market atmosphere, but also a bit unruly and cunning, said to another man in surprise.

This man had a slightly messy short hair, always with a bit of casualness, and a few strands of hair fell on his forehead from time to time, adding a bit of unruly atmosphere to him.

"I saw it, big brother!"

"That's right, how did he fly?"

"And how did this big ball fly?"

Liu Zi looked confused, scratching his head and muttering to himself.

That's right, the big brother Liu Zi mentioned was Cheng Shifei, a street gangster from the Ming Dynasty.

The two grew up together.When they grew up, they wandered around the world together again.

They heard a lot of strange things about Xueyue City along the way, so they decided to open their eyes and see the world.

At this moment, Cheng Shifei was stroking his chin, looking up at the huge sphere in the sky, his heart full of infinite curiosity.

He decided to find out!

Just when Su Chen led everyone to fly high in the sky of Xueyue City!

On the Shaoshi Mountain of the Song Dynasty! Chaos!

Xuan Ci ended his life, and Xu Zhu cried loudly.

With the death of the sweeping monk, Murong Bo's fake death became a real death.

Murong Fu, Bao Bu Tong and others surrounded Murong Bo's body, feeling infinite sadness in their hearts.

Shaolin lost two masters in just one hour, and the monks were indignant.

But this time Shaolin was obviously not right.

In front of so many fellow martial artists, Shaolin had no choice but to take this loss.

Besides, Xiao Feng's skills were so terrifying.

Even if all the monks of Shaolin were put together, they were no match for him. Did they really want to put the entire Shaolin on the brink of destruction for revenge?

The martial artists who originally wanted to kill Xiao Feng and eliminate the trouble forever no longer had the courage to stand up.

They pushed each other, and no one wanted to die in vain.

Murong Fu's plan to embarrass Xiao Feng and provoke a war between Song and Liao was completely ruined.

The four elders of the Beggars' Sect, Song, Xi, Chen, and Wu, requested Xiao Feng to return to the Beggars' Sect and continue to be the leader of the Beggars' Sect, but were directly rejected by Xiao Feng.

"Feng'er, let's go!"

Xiao Yuanshan walked up to Xiao Feng and said.

"Well, okay, Dad!"

Xiao Feng nodded and replied.

Xiao Yuanshan wanted to leave a long time ago.

Just witnessed Xiao Feng's Eight Gates of Dunjia.

Xiao Yuanshan couldn't wait to open the can.

Xiao Feng threw out the Harley Universal Capsule.

Then he stepped on it.

Xiao Yuanshan sat in the back seat.

"Fuck, this is it, this is it!"

"The last time I told you about this car, is it cool?"

"Oh my god! It doesn't matter whether it's cool or not, the key is where did this car come from?"

"Cool, so cool!"

"If I can own a car like this, I'll die."

Lu Wushuang's beautiful eyes widened, and her eyeballs were about to pop out.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously: "Cousin, am I dazzled?" (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Why did I see that the hero Xiao conjured up an iron thing out of thin air?"

Cheng Ying's eyes were also wide open, with a look of disbelief.........

The strange thing that happened to Xiao Feng today was really incredible.

This made Cheng Ying, who was going out to venture into the world for the first time, deeply doubt her own cognition.

Is it possible that the world is no longer what she thought it was??

Or maybe countries other than the Song Dynasty have already advanced to this level.

But when Cheng Ying saw that the people around him were as confused and curious as himself, he overturned his idea.

It seems that he can't think of it.

He must investigate and verify it himself.

"Brother Xiao, your car is really good!"

Seeing Xiao Feng's Harley motorcycle, the old naughty boy came up curiously.

"Why don't we compete to see who is faster?"

Without waiting for Xiao Feng to agree, the old naughty boy threw out his Wuling Red Light Universal Capsule.

Xiao Feng glanced at the old naughty boy, smiled slightly, and did not refuse.

"Since the senior is interested, Xiao Feng will accompany you."[]

"Boom——"

Xiao Feng turned the accelerator and rushed out first.

"Hehehe, interesting!"

"Boom——"

The old naughty boy also rushed out with a step on the accelerator.

He completely forgot about Hong Qigong who came to Shaoshi Mountain with him.

"Hey, old naughty boy, wait for me!"

"Old naughty boy! I haven't got in the car yet!"

Seeing that the old naughty boy was only concerned with the competition and forgot about him here, Hong Qigong hurriedly chased forward.

He didn't want to walk back to Xueyue City by himself.

"Hey, Senior Hong, there's still me, wait 1.2 for me!"

Duan Yu also shouted loudly.

He originally wanted to take his father to Xueyue City in the old naughty boy's car, but now it's all right.

The old naughty boy ran away directly.

Duan Yu used Lingbo Weibu to chase the old naughty boy.

"Yu'er! Where are you going?"

Duan Zhengchun also stepped forward to chase him.

"Duan Lang~"

"Duan Lang~"

"Brother~"

One after another, Duan Zhengchun chased after him.

The scene was very lively.

The scenes in front of him were overwhelming.

It was jaw-dropping.

Everyone present was staring at the direction where Harley and Wuling Hongguang were driving, stunned.

The old naughty boy who jumped two miles away accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror, and then slapped his forehead: "Oh my god, I actually forgot about the old beggar."

"And that brother Duan."

Helplessly, the old naughty boy had to stop.

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