Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

What should I do? Is it really possible to think about it?

No, since the nine -day Wonderland can do this obstacle, it is bound to pass.

Since they live, she naturally lives.

Qingfeng frowned and started thinking.

Nangong Aotian knew that there were a lot of strange things in Qingfeng's mind, just like the red artillery. If it wasn't for Qingfeng, he would not be able to think of it in his life.

Therefore, I do n’t say anything at this moment, but just stay on the side, silently take the alert for Qingfeng, pay attention to the safety of the surrounding area.

Qingfeng walked back and forth, countless thoughts flashed in his head, but one after another was rejected.

This damn river is really troublesome.

She must have thought about the past.

She is a person through the people. So many modernizations have seen it.

She thinks about it, think about it again, at this time, heaven can't think of it, she can only rely on her.

Falling, glanced, the wide river surface: "Nima, if there is an airplane, such a little distance, a blink of an eye ..."

She just said half of the words, her brain flashed, and she was happy and smiled: "Oh my God, I think of a way, let's fly over."

"Fly?" Nangong Aotian was puzzled, but still calm.

"Well, fly over." Qing Feng shook his spirit and emphasized with great interest.

The original disappointment heart was suddenly excited.

"How to fly over?" Although I felt incredible, Nangong Aotian still agreed without saying.

How to fly?

Qingfeng frowned with a cunning: "Let's hunt, catch sheep, catch cows."

Catch the sheep? Catch the cow?

Nangong Aotian frowned, at this time catching sheep, catching cows?

What is the situation?

But I still didn't say anything, and resolutely executed the order of Qingfeng.

The two joined forces. Without a few rounds, they hunt more than ten antelope, and the two bulls returned.

Qingfeng looked at the familiar animals, and couldn't help but be glad. If it was the birds and beasts that had never been seen at first, she was the head of her head and the clever woman.

"Putting these antelopes in the stomach, I didn't want to hurt the sheepskin. These two bulls, just pull out their hoof tendons."

During the task, Qingfeng began to look for the intentional trees.

Nangong Aotian pulled out the dagger on his body without any embarrassment. He started to do it.

The cold wind blew, silent.

The two of them are busy.

The wind blows the river, and the layers of microwaves are rippling, which is an unusually silent beauty.

I don’t know how long it has been, Nangong Aotian's voice sounded: "I'm done."

The dumplings of the Qing Dynasty did not lift, and there were wooden piles, a high pile of high, like hills, Guri Guru.

In his mouth, he was not idle, and instructed Nangong Aotian: "Put the sheepskin on the ground, three pieces together, use beef tendons to get them up."

Nangong Aotian glanced at Qingfeng's busy things, very weird shape.

Although he was puzzled, he didn't ask more about it.

It didn't take long for the two to complete.

Qingfeng used the remaining beef tendons to tie the wood together, and then combined the sheepskin on the wood in order.

Until the last action was completed, she raised her head, relieved for a long breath, and then laughed at Nangong Aotian: "Finally finished."

Nangong Aotian looked at the weird thing in front of her, and frowned slightly: "Can this thing fly?"

He only saw a weird thing like a kite, there was a pocket pocket on it, and there was a pocket pocket below.

Weird.

The wind is not strong here, and it can't fly to heaven at all.

What is the use of this thing?

Qingfeng laughs: "This is my flying machine, and naturally can fly."

"Flying machine?" Nangong Aotian ran to her with great interest, and began to study with interest.

If this thing is really useful, it will be very useful to lead troops in the future.

"Don't be idle, come over, hurry up the wooden pole!"

Pull the wood with a simple flying machine in one hand and ignite one hand.

The fire piled up, to the extreme, a "bombard", a group of flames lifted off.

Show, rare scenery in the world.

The heat of Sisi is filled with two pockets, accompanied by the flames of the bear, rose to the air.

The enchanting shows its style.

Nangong Aotian and Qingfeng flew into the sky, and the wind sounded in his ears.

It wo n’t be able to fly.

For a moment, fly to the opposite side of the river bank.

As soon as it landed, even if it was cold like Nangong Aotian, he couldn't help but excite.

Nothing, just holding a few mouthfuls of Qingfeng.

His wife is really a woman who can create his wife.

He is really the happiest man in the world.

"Phoenix, when you really surprise me!"

Nangong Aotian looked at the wide, beautiful, but hidden river, and the amazing in his heart, they came.

The inner excitement cannot be described in words.

Although he knew what surprises often emerged in Qingfeng's mind, he also witnessed the power of the red artillery.

But, participate in person.

This feels so boiling.

Obviously it is some sheepskin, a few beef tendons, a pile of wood.

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a flying machine in Qingfeng's mouth.

Miracle, miracle.

This was so excited that he was so excited and surprised.

It is simply a clever work.

It is the world's first craftsman, and you will be stunned when you see it.

Looking at Nangong Aotian's rare excitement, the corner of Qingfeng's mouth was also bent.

But the principle of using thermal energy is used.

Isn't it amazing?

But in this era, no one has proposed this principle.

In modern times, children in junior high schools know the common sense.

Is it worth so surprised?

Just a piece of cake.

"After waiting, I will use Silk Lisili to make you one, let you play every day."

A joke flashed in Qingfeng's eyes.

Nangong Aotian was said to be so calm, and he scraped her nose with one hand: "You laugh at me!"

The two laughed a few words and continued to move forward.

The sky is green, the flowers bloom, the aroma is seductive ..

Alpine flowing water, Lili Meisheng.

Good flowers, good water, good times, good color.

It seems that the dead river has become a clear dividing line. The river bank seems to summarize all the beautiful things in the world together. There is no dangerous mountains and waters in the eyes.

, Wonderland on earth.

But the ultimate beauty and the ultimate danger have always been separated by one step, isn't it?