Mistress, I Was Wrong Chapter 383: Fanwaizhidingding
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"Boom——"
With a deafening sound, like a loud thunderstorm, a towering mountain in the distance collapsed without warning, and collapsed instantly. After the mountain shook for a while, the whole earth stabilized. % The people who were close to each other were scared and ran away at the first time. The bolder people fumbled back and watched, inevitably eating the dust.
The mountain has been a long time ago. The people living around call it a mountain awl. The shape is very strange, like three mountains folded together, the edges and corners around are sharp, and there are occasional dazzling light flashes.
According to their ancestors’ ancestors’ rumors, this mountain awl used to be a well-known Tibetan area, where the corpses of many heroes and the weapons they wore were buried. Every hundred years, the mountain will shake once. After the ground moved, this mountain was superimposed on another mountain, which is very strange, so people who have lived here for a long time know that this mountain has been around for about three hundred years.
"It's over, these two days have passed, why didn't the mountain awl be able to get up?" The naked man touched his head, looking at the bare patch not far away, with a face of confusion and confusion. Hearing from his grandfather, this mountain awl will vibrate once every 100 years, and after one time, the mountain will be higher, like an extra hat.
But now, the hat is missing, and the mountain awl is gone.
If his father was here, he might know something, but unfortunately his father died quite early.
This guy touched his head from time to time. After he made up his mind, he wore a pair of torn shoes and went to the place where the mountain collapsed. The mountain awl looked very close, but it was far away. When he arrived, It was almost evening on the third day. He was frightened by the large piece of scrap iron, and a large pile of skulls just emerging from under the mud. A pair of hollow eyes stared at him straightforwardly. He stepped back abruptly, then sat down on the ground, then jumped up again, covered his **** and started to fuck.
In an open place, the sound reverberated for a while, then came back one after another.
The man was so scared that he ran away with his head in his hands, and ran for a while, thinking of the scrap iron, thinking in his heart that it would still be useful to pick it up, so he plucked up the courage to return to the place again, cautiously Step by step, he explored the past step by step, and when he reached the position he had reached before, he didn't dare to move, glanced casually with both eyes, and saw a delicate awl, the kind of inverted triangle, small and cute.
He touched his butt, as if thinking of something, he looked around carefully for a while, and was too busy to pick it up. The first time it was picked up, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, but he couldn't pick it up. He sighed with his palm, and when he picked it up again, he used both hands, but with a thump, he fell back and turned somersault, and said, "Ouch."
But looking at the delicate baby in his hand, he didn’t care that he sat down on a skull. He stood up and patted, his fingers flicked on the awl, and it was long. The voice was uploaded from the thing, and the man was amused, feeling that he had found the treasure.
He tried to pick up the weapons that were shining in front of his eyes, but when the hand touched him, those things scattered like tofu and turned into dust. When the wind blew, nothing was left.
He didn't believe in evil every time he touched it, and the result was the same.
Finally, he went home with the only baby he found in both hands. He flicked his fingers from time to time on the way back, as if the long and long echo was particularly pleasant.
Qing Mo was awakened by the sound. He sat up straight and found the little color lying on the side dizzy, and the faint flame on top, flashing and flashing, as if it would go out at any time.
"Dingding, don't knock, you don't know how much this tripod stimulates the soul sea."
"There is no clatter." Ding-ding defended in a very low voice. After the explanation, he still didn't know what he was gnawing on. The sound was a bit noisier when mixed with the tapping from time to time.
Qing Mo had a terrible headache, he hurriedly reached out and pushed Xiao Se, "wake up."
Xiao Se still remembers that they should have killed the corpse in the second layer of this mountain awl, and then, Dingding didn’t know what they took, and the whole mountain trembled. Those have been sealed in the mountain awl. The swords of Zhang Qiqi all attacked, and they had no choice but to hide in Dingding’s longevity cauldron, "What a sin, Dingding, what did you take in that mountain awl before?"
Ding Ding was busy eating spiritual food, and didn't have time to sort out the small color.
Qing Mo said suddenly, "Should I be stuck in the promotion process, so I can't move?"
Ding Ding let out a loud noise while busy.
Xiao Se couldn't help rolling her eyes, "When can I not listen to such a loud sound? Where did this longevity tripod fall? Why is there always voice feedback?"
Qingmo sat cross-legged and rested for a while, "It should be Dingding being picked up."
Ding Ding: "Ang."
Xiao Se sighed heavily, "Then I have to wait."
Three days later, the longevity cauldron in the man’s hand moved. He turned over and continued to fall asleep, and then moved again. The cauldron seemed to have grown eyes and jumped down from the bed. When I reached the door, I suddenly found a hammer. Next to the hammer, there were a few patches, bits and pieces, all with spiritual power.
Ding Ding insisted not to be in vain, and the Changshengding cauldron bounced and retreated back, touched, touched again, touched again...
Xiao Se and Qing Mo sitting in the longevity cauldron saw that a piece of iron sheet, a hammer, and bits and pieces suddenly appeared around him, but everything with stickers, no matter how big or small, They all moved into the longevity cauldron.
Xiao Se picked up the hammer and screamed, "Eat even this, Dingding, how hungry you are."
Qingmo covered his face and couldn't bear to look again.
It seems that the departure of Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui has caused a certain psychological shadow to Ding Ding, so that during this period, any iron that can be eaten, including metallic spirit beads, Ding Ding will not let it go. , Dayou would rather kill a hundred by mistake and never let go of any iron-hide posture.
As soon as Xiao Se finished speaking, she saw that there was a lot of things around her. The two of them howled and lay down together.
The next day, Ding Ding had moved a long way away, and heard the village not far away crying, "Where is the thief who killed a thousand knives? I actually stole all the pig knives that my ancestors passed down from generation to generation. Gone, how can this make me live——"
Dingding tilted his head, gnawing, "Well, kill the pig."
Going far away, Qing Mo and Xiao Se were thrown out by Ding Ding. Finally, Ding Ding flew in front of Qing Mo with an innocent look and urged, "Ah, not too bad."
The black line on Qingmo’s face, he glanced at his undeveloped small body. There is a good saying that people have to bow their heads under the eaves. This can be suppressed by fighting Qian Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui. After the two gods of Dingding left, Dingding tried what is meant by turning over to be the master. Not only that, but also knowing how to squeeze them, really shrewd.
"Cai Da, Cha Da, Cha Da." Ding Ding kept muttering in front of Qing Mo like a little monk chanting. The other party ignored it, and it kept muttering until the other party answered.
"Well, my ancestors, you always have to take us to crowded places. I think you can search every town a little bit. You will be promoted soon. Then you can go and find your master. , Looking for your Xiaojiu, looking for you—"
Ma Dan, I love to look for whom.
Xiao Se also rolled her eyes and wanted to leave with her hand. "We don’t practice, so we still run around with it. Dingding, you take us to a nearby town, which is close to any capital. Which one to look for."
Qingmo nodded. This is the fastest and most convenient way to save time.
Without a word, Ding Ding threw the two into the longevity cauldron again. After a long distance, it was robbing and searching. Every time I passed through a town, I could hear all kinds of wailing, so that I could walk all the way. Over time, public grievances are boiling.
The folks also gathered a large group of people, planning to capture this little thief. They also tried every means to seduce them with weapons.
Dingding crouched quietly on a person's head like a chicken, listening to them communicate, "When the thief is caught, let it vomit out all the babies robbed before."
"Yes, if you make a contribution this time, you have to take a few pieces of hand-lined weapons, the kind made of fine iron, see the blood seal your throat."
Ding Ding thoughtfully patted his flat stomach, then flew down and threw the weapons into the longevity cauldron, and vomited a little leftovers.
A pile of weapons suddenly turned into a pile of slag.
The guys who were communicating were all dumbfounded. While looking at each other, they immediately drew their swords. As a result, the swords in their hands were gone as soon as they were pulled out.
A group of people look at me, I look at you, "..."
****
Ding Ding Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka, and murmured as he left, "Silly, silly, a bunch of silly."
Eating all the way, flying all the way, Ding Ding flew back to the Royal Academy again, and stopped by to patronize the armory of the Royal Academy and the various cabinets of the Golden Hall, but all the things that released a little bit of golden spiritual power were Ding Ding squeezed into his mouth like a jujube, until the feeling of wanting to advance suddenly came.
Ding Ding flew out quickly and flew into the Royal Academy's pharmacy. It wasn't until it broke into the range of that tree that it shook, and shook the green ink and Xiao Se on the ground.
"Hiccup——" It burped heavily, "I'm going to find Xiao Jiuda."
Qing Mo and Xiao Se stunned, then roared, "You are going to be promoted!"
Ding Ding tilted his head, "Ang, hiccup, full, look for Xiao Jiuda."
After finishing speaking, a palm-sized eternal life cauldron flew up and gradually grew bigger until it poke a hole in the sky.
Qing Mo and Xiao Se didn’t notice, they were blown away by the wind, and they saw a huge thunder rolling down from the horizon, "Madan, bring us in, how come we get out this time— "
"Find Xiao Jiuda."
After a sigh remained in the sky, the hole merged again at the speed that the naked eye could see.
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