Take your son to get married

Chapter 203 Killing Them 1
"Son, read this pile of books." With a sinister smile, Feng Shukuang spoke.

"Gudong." The one who responded to him was the fat baby who fell on his back directly, fainted from fright, and finished reading this pile of books, oh my god, this is killing him.

Looking at the appearance of the fat baby, Mo Qianchen couldn't help shaking his whole body, this child is so cute.

"Twelve hours." Feng Shukuang looked at Mo Qianchen with the ever-changing Scorpio in his hands, raising his eyebrows.

Mo Qianchen saw that there was still something he didn't understand, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, it's enough."

After the words fell, the two looked at each other and smiled, and began to learn the peerless camouflage skills of the wooden royal family. Don't waste the good things that come to your door.

The main hall was silent, and the dark tide was surging.

Not to mention that Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen discovered such benefits here, but Si Xiang, who was trapped by the fat baby's trap on the other side, became angry.

"Smash it all the way for me." Burning with anger, Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen's explosion just now accidentally landed at the foot of the mountain, let those two run away, and now it's actually opened The dark palace mechanism wants to trap them here, dreaming.

Thousands of extremely sharp scissors gathered together in the air, and smashed hard towards the closed door.

In an instant, deafening explosions were heard resounding through half of the dark palace. It was not like a huge force was used to tear down the wall, and the collision of force was beyond words.

Smashing, facing the abnormally solid trap door that ordinary people would never be able to break open by themselves, Si Xiang abruptly smashed a passage with absolute strength and began to walk towards the outside.

Vigorously, quietly.

On the one hand, he was rushing vigorously, and on the other hand, he was quietly studying, the two situations, the two postures, deduced different auras in this dark palace.

The dark wind blows from an unknown source, bit by bit of coldness blows across the dense dark palace, icy cold with unknown terror.

Time passed by one minute and one second, one hour, two hours, five hours, ten...

"The smell of the medicine is in the northeast direction." The smell of the medicine boiled by Mo Qianchen was smelled, and immediately, the four elephants found the right direction and smashed all the way towards the main hall of the dark palace.

"Crackling." Approaching step by step, a powerful murderous aura enveloped the main hall of the dark palace.

The time quickly approached twelve hours.

"Here, they're behind this wall," said Treeleg.

The tall Sixiang looked up at the majestic deep palace in front of him, and without thinking about it, he swung his scissors and smashed down. Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen were inside, killing them.

Violent and murderous.

"Boom..." Amidst the incessant bang, a hole was punched out in a wall of the main hall of the Dark Palace, and people rushed in like lightning.

The light is clear and moist, soft and elegant.

Sixiang rushed in one step at a time, and as far as the eye could see, he saw Mo Qianchen sitting on a big ruby ​​red chair directly opposite them. At this time, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was sleeping, and in her arms, the Emperor of Wood was also thinking about his stomach , fast asleep.

At this time, in this place, they are actually sleeping.

Sixiang's eyes narrowed sharply, and in this moment, Sixiang suddenly saw a person standing there with a cold body beside a bookshelf beside them, looking at the books on the shelf with his hands behind his back, completely Ignore them, that arrogant look, that frivolous energy, is not who that Feng Shukuang is.

(End of this chapter)