Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Unfortunately, this detail has not been heard by Fang Lang, who is already dizzy.

Continue to stare at each other with small eyes.

After staring for two minutes.

Qin Jiaya took a bite, facing the stubborn version of Long Enqing who didn't even want to lower her head, tried to make a fierce expression, gritted her teeth and threatened.

"Xiong Haizi is Xiong Haizi. Even today, ten years later, she will become a goddess, but now in this dream, she is also Xiong Haizi!"

"I'm stupid too." Xiong Haizi said, is a dream worth it? "

"The easiest solution is to put her on your lap and spank her. When it hurts, she will know what to do!"

Hear the argument.

Long Enqing's eyes drooped, and his body trembled slightly.

The little face quickly turned livid.

The hand that still holds the folded book tightly.

Then he asked slowly and indifferently.

"Fang Lang, as an extraordinary genius with extraordinary anti-dream physique, dare you say that when you return to the second district and wake up one day, the whole world suddenly becomes very different, and you don't notice that the people and things around you are so different. Is it abnormal?"

Fang Lang was shocked by this question.

There was a faint cold sweat on his forehead, and it came out soon.

Of course, he dared not make any guarantees on this issue.

It is undeniable that the small version of Long Enqing said that at that moment, he also had a curious thought deep in his heart, wanting to see how he would feel in this unusual world.

Before Fang Lang completely digested the last question, the small version of Long Enqing smiled softly and continued to speak softly.

"As for the wishing tree, it not only puts most of the innocents in the second district at risk, but it puts the princess and them at risk to some degree. Ah, shouldn't all adults be held accountable for their choices or actions ?”

Qin Jiadi held a small version of Long Enqing's right hand trembling.

It seems that after this sentence, the small version of Long Enqing gained a large part of his weight, causing him to be unable to carry it.

Although Fang Lang's performance was extraordinary, the small version of Long Enqing calmly continued the previous topic.

"No matter how absurd their wishes may sound, I'm sure the number of other people who participate in their wishes is certainly not very large, even smaller than the number of people who participate in your wishes."

"The distorted version of your so-called game dream not only affected a large number of trainee hunters in the second district, but also caused a large number of instructors of the trainee hunter division in the second district to be unable to wake up after falling asleep for a long time. Otherwise, you think you can do it in the second district How likely is it that the trainee hunters in the district continue to play games?" "I once wanted to remind you not to indulge yourself, don't you also regard the wishing tree and the forgetting Sichuan flower as beautiful scenery?"

So, you are the least qualified to dream and ask me to wake up!

More importantly, who gave you the courage to hit me in your dreams?

The small version of Long Enqing said more and more calmly.

There was no ups and downs in the calm tone.

Although the later it was, the more explosive she had to say.

Fang Lang became more and more disappointed as he listened.

When he heard the last sentence, he was holding the collar of one of Long Enqing's small hands. His arms were shaking almost constantly, like convulsions.

Long Enqing's changes were even more astonishing.

As soon as you hear the word "I".

Go away. Go away. Go away.

The small version of the folded book that Long Enqing held in his right hand was quickly covered by a silver-white source force like an electric arc.

Sounds like a silvery white current source.

The small version of the book that Long Enqing was holding in his right hand suddenly began to deform very quickly.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it gradually turned into a beautiful silver-white Yuanli stick.

And it itself was also shrouded in a group of dense silver-white source light.

Fang Lang was dumbfounded by this sudden change, and after mentioning a small version of Long Enqing, he raised his five fingers, but he still couldn't help letting go.

Long Enqing's small version did not land as usual.

Quite the opposite.

Even without any support, Long Enqing was still very light in the silver-white ball, slowly falling to the ground like a weightless feather.

In the end, she stepped barefoot on the thick carpet of long white hair, but her height grew slightly in the silver-white ball.

Before the silver-white light source covering the whole person dissipated completely, one end of the silver-white light source that quickly changed from a book to a light source had condensed into a silver-white dagger like a real dagger.

He brandished a dagger.

The sword's edge accurately swept towards Fang Lang's right wrist.

Fang Lang raised his right hand upwards, and the whole person stepped back slightly.

Long Enqing's sword can be escaped without warning.

But he was still so frightened by this subtle sword that he broke out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously shouted a few times.

"Keep people alive with swords!"

"Goddess, I was just thinking about this. I didn't hit it at all. Did you have to try and chop off my hand? My hand didn't do anything for a few jokes."

Even if it's just in a dream, it still hurts!

While speaking, the dazzling silver-white light disappeared. Except for the bare feet, the small version of Long Enqing has restored the image of the goddess in a few seconds.

The sword fell to the ground.

A trace of surprise flashed across Long Enqing's big eyes.

But at the same time, he opened his mouth and responded calmly.

"it's necessary!"

Then he took half a step forward, and the silver-white dagger in his right hand changed direction, slanting towards the upper left corner like lightning.

Fang Lang quickly took a deep breath, took the opportunity to bend down, and tucked in the quilt.

Let the tip of the silver-white Yuanli dagger cross his chest.

Faced with Long Enqing's sudden recovery, Fang Lang was speechless.

Especially under the premise that her current clothes are very life-oriented.

Fang Lang dodged his two shots twice in a row, and Long Enqing's surprise deepened by three points.

Take the sword.

The silver-white Yuan Li dagger stretched out like lightning the moment she received the sword.

Less than 0.01 seconds.

The dagger instantly turned into a sword.

Fang Lang's entire body was suddenly frozen by this change. His feet were stuck on the ground and he dared not move. However, subconsciously held aloft by his men, he was forced to surrender.

I cannot be weak.

For someone's suddenly lengthened blade had saved him from the inevitable, and had it around his neck.

No matter how he flashes now, as long as he flashes, the source of this power will condense, like a real metal sharp blade, which will definitely open a deep hole in his neck.

Although this is a dream, even with a wound on the neck, there are still many ways to ensure their personal safety, but no one wants to take such a risk.

Not to mention he was born a bit unintelligent. ..