It takes a while with the flight speed of the angel wings.

"How to fly so fast, even the shadow can't see it." Komon muttered.

With the physical strength of the dumplings, there will be alert, and this stuff is not a hidden item, does not have a hidden property.

When Koke flying, the phone will be called to the Survey, and ask them to monitor the high-speed flying object.

"There is an object to fly from your home, is it your new item?" Luo said in the phone.

The Luo team is in the investigation bureau to eat breakfast, heard the phone phone, can only take out another phone call to the survey department.

Left ear listening to Ke Meng, the right ear to listen to the monitoring department report the information, the investigator in the end table, look at Luo Yuan with a surprise gaze, silently thumbs up, giving Luo Yuan.

"Tangyuan sat in a boiled chair, the original land is boiled, and I don't know where to fly. I have waited for dozens of seconds without waiting for it. You check it." Knenee knows that there is a monitoring outside your own villa, if gram There is a big explosion, a big earthquake, or a light rush to the cloud, and will definitely report the investigation.

There is a lot of items born every day, and now he can't install so many items. Many things are not used, and the bottom of the stack is also a waste, simply give it to the Bureau.

The points accumulated on the KMon also increasingly increasing, turning into a string of zero numbers.

He has never careful number of contributions, and he is not very concerned about this. If you want to ask, the other party is hard to refuse.

"Hey, we are catching up high-speed moving items, and its flight trajectory is bent, and it is estimated to be influenced by the gravitational gravity."

"Where is the dumplings?" Jones asked.

"The flying speed of the soup has not been lowered, but it is small."

"what do you mean?"

"If the acceleration is not reduced, fly a day, it may be incorporated into the space track." The Luo team took a deep breath.

"What!" Komon was surprised to say no.

This is also too show, saying that the sky is true, and it is not ambiguous.

No wonder the comments of the big face have brought a summary of life and death, once the space is flying, the respiratory environment is extremely difficult.

"However, the dumplings don't have to breathe." Crommond God is a flower.

The dumplings are not normal dogs. If you use your breathing, you can kill it, then the players can use this way to kill a bunch of elite and small boss.

Coke is not flying, with your own flight speed, I want to get rid of the gravity of the Blue Star, I can't get rid of it.

Komon returned to the surface, see Xueli's chair next to it, I want to sit up but she didn't get the owner's opinion, and I didn't dare to sit.

"Master, you are back." Xueli noticed that the brightness of the surface shifted, knowing that the owner came back, immediately returned to respect.

"The soup is rising, if the acceleration is not reduced, it is likely to fly to the space track." Koke sigh.

"This ..." Xue Li was fortunate, but fortunately she didn't sit up.

"Is there something?"

"Shouldn't worry, it is hard." Knen shook his head, and inspired him that the dumplings can live in space.

And there is no air on the space track.

There is a very thin atmosphere on the low track track, and the dumplings can also breathe there.

"Don't worry, I look at the other things."

Komon has a premonition, and the dumplings will come back and don't worry too much.

In a pile of sacrifices last night, in addition to the chair of the reverse, there are some bright things.

"Color pen"

"The useer's bleeding can change the color of the object."

This color pen is from a player, and the player takes a genius painter NPC.

That genius painter NPC has analyzed himself for the art inspiration, and the painting has a function of changing the color of the object because of various factors, and because of the self-sacrifice of the painter, it is infected with bloody properties.

"Hey." KM Meng shook his head, but he decided to leave this color pen.

Pick up the color pen, put it quietly in your hand, its pen body is longer, brown brown in the pen, the visual length is about 20 cm, the pen is made of unknown Mao Mao.

Shakeing the brush, Cammon Limen felt the spicy feelings of the body, all blood started boiling.

As if as long as the pen is settled, he will consume his active blood and change the color of the object.

Koke looked at the chair of the reverse, and decided to resist the power of blood.

At this time, the multiple porters of the camera are still aiming at the position of the chair and the sky, and the Clonhead is on the surface of the inverted chair.

The chair is originally a pure wooden color. After the chair is stained with a brush, there is a strong feeling in the Konnec, as long as a color is recognized, this color can be dyed.

However, the price is also relative, will consume Clon's blood.

KMon directly meditated with a touch of light blue, brush, rim, blue, chair, wooden, stained blue.

At the same time, the blood in the body evaporates.

The feeling of evaporation is very strong, and even the resistance is not completely blocked, only the two% of the force can be offset.

You know, now the anti-resistance value of Clon has been broken.

"It is worthy of the items in the high-level area." Komon muttered.

A thousand resistance, nothing in the high-level area, some items are particularly overbearing, and there is also a lot of resistance.

Komon didn't dare to use, put down the pen.

However, the color of the inversion zone seems to have erosion, even if there is no color pen to make a follow-up power support, it is like the same virus as the virus, slowly swallowing all the woods, turned into a blue reverse rotation Chair.

The color did not overflow the chair, Xue Li saw it, and the color was curious.

This is not allowed to change her skin tone.

"Master, I have no blood, can I use it?"

"Oh, you can, you can try it." Knenell threw the color pen to each other.

Xue Li took a brick pen and did not feel strong.

Take a pen point your own crystal textured skin, and there is no reaction.

"You don't have a blood, you can't move it." Knen quietly experienced a roughly fuzzy answer.

The color pen is the evil thing, only recognizes the price of blood sacrifices, and does not recognize the use of non-blood creatures.

Cromon puts a color pen, as for the rest of the item, the function is not good, most of them are things present, and the quality is difficult to flush.

KMon drives to the Bureau of Investigation, giving these excessive products to the investigation to deal with the investigation, and the people of the Investigation are pleased to receive, and then talk about the dumplings.

"We just have a space event today, we will send scientists and investigators to the space station, and then take the soup round back." Lei Director smiled and took a way to take the shoulder.

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