Secret Constructor

Although the heart is puzzled in this river, it is not too entangled. Although I don't understand, the monsters in the river have no shadows, and they are also a good thing for them. Because their next itinerary will have a big paragraph to spend it in the river, so the monster in the river has no more security for them.

In this way, under the gaze of high flight, or under the gaze of the fox ghost. The middle-aged church is actually cutting his wrist with a knife, and then hung in the Huang Tang River in the Huang Tang River.

The eyes of the middle age, always staring in the direction of the yellow soup river. Gradually, this Huang Tang rose a layer of faint white fog, and the white fog is a little in front of the front. This white fog is not very small, a little bit of front, but only covers the distance in the yellow soup river.

Close, near, closer ...

Over time, the white fog is getting closer and closer to the main direction of the middle age. The vision of the middle-aged owner is getting clearer, and the vision of the same fox ghost is getting clearer.

However, at this time, the strange scene appeared, and there was a spoken sound in the Huang Tang River.

" ..."

" ..."

A burst of water sliding sounds, in this silent late night, this sound is particularly clear. Gao Fei is very peaceful, this is the sound of the boat slippery.

However, Gao Fei also saw the situation in the Huangquan River. That is not a water flow of a river, it is simply a river's spicy soup, thick, but also a unknown solid. This, what kind of ship can be draced on the Huang Tang River.

Finally, the white fog stopped in front of the middle-aged father and female. It's listening, the white fog that enveloped on the body is immediately dispersed. Gao Fei also finally saw something in the white fog. What is this boat, actually ...

I have never thought of that this white fog is actually a big turtle. Not a monster, but a thorough turtle. The dark turtle shell is two or three meters, and the turtle shell has naturally like a general pattern. The wrinkled head, the thick and short limbs.

I can imagine, just the sound of "", it is certainly the thick limbs of this turtle.

"Sure enough, the book is completely correct, on Huangquan, only this long-lived turtle can resist the erosion of death in the river water. I didn't think of it for a thousand years, these long-lived turtles used to ferment were actually alive. "The middle-aged hall is a black turtle, and there is actually a surprise admire.

Quoted the mood, the mother of the middle-aged, the two people cross the turtle shell, sat down. This turtle shell is very large, and the two are sitting above. It is not too crowded.

This is a small turtle, which is simply a subway on Huangquan. The father of the father and the two men, and the black turtle immediately rose the white fog to cover the father and the two people, and then continued to swim in the upstream direction.

The speed of the black turtle is not fast, slowly seems to be the father and female two people who want to take the turtle to take the scenery of Huangquan on both sides of Huangquan. Gao Fei feels that the Black Turtle will not speak, or it is necessary to give him a surrounding scenery like the tour guide.

After the black turtle is completely disappeared with the father and female, Gao Fei came to the river and looked at the direction of the father and female disappeared.

They are gone, and they are mixed. I want to chase it yourself, there is no transportation. The most important thing is that the middle-aged owner knows a lot of obviously, but he doesn't know anything.

Just like the black turtle that has just been used to ferment, this black turtle has a few words. It is an argument to the turtle, or a flow of turtles, it is nothing to know.

Gaofei stood in the river, I wanted to chase, but I didn't know how to catch.

Seeing that the father of the father has disappeared for a while, if it is not chasing, then it may not be completely caught up. Under the helpless, high flying bite his teeth, and learned the look of the middle-aged church, scratch the fingers in the hands, and drop the blood in Huangquan.

That's right, the middle age is the big wrist, and Li Chen is broken by the finger. The key is that the wrist of the middle-aged monarch is wow bleeding, and it is very sad.

Gao Fei is a wow that I can call yourself, I feel that the girl is also bleeding the wrist. If you call the turtle, it's not a knife, so I took a knife on the first finger. Can you call the turtle.

The blood "Tick, Tatrack" is currently flowing in the river, and the flying is only staring at the downstream direction of the river. Three minutes, ten minutes ... Just when Gao Fei is about to lose confidence and patience, I saw a mist like a downstream actually appeared.

Come, come, it is really coming.

I can't think of it, and this Huangquan River is really more than one pending turtle, it seems to be very humanized.

Over time, the white fog is getting closer and closer to the direction of the flying, Gao Fei finally realized a bit wrong. His white fog seems to be slightly smaller than the summoned Middle age. Some.

" ..."

" ..."

It is still the familiar water sound, and the white fog is getting closer and closer, before the white fog dissipates, but can't see the black turtle in the white fog.

"Little is small, anyway, only one person, can sit down." Gao Fei said.

After all, there is only one person, compact turtle, small turtle and large turtles don't matter for yourself.

Soon, the white fog stopped in Li Chen, and there was a white fog to scatter, and Gao Fei also saw his turtle.

"Oh shit......"

White fog scattered, when I saw the turtle inside, Gao Fei didn't help. You give me a small turtle or a compact turtle, but give me a king eight.

That's right, Gao Fei's championship is shrouded, it is not like the kind of black turtle like a middle-aged church. It is a dark blue, right, is the kind of soup. And from the appearance of Wang Ba, Gao Fei is able to see this or wild.

This is a dark blue king, its king's eight shells are only one meter, Gao Fei can even feel that this Wuqing Dawang eight actually has a thief's eye feeling, he is waiting for the "Wang Ba" At the time, it seems to look at the four weeks in my heart.

This expression is as if it is true, it is like a black car driver when he is pulling passengers, and there is no traffic police around the wings.

Gao Fei felt that it is a wrist who is the master of the middle age, and his own cut finger. Therefore, someone has a very thick black turtle to pick up, but it is a very thin cyan king eight.

It seems that I don't have to spend money, just have a mother to sit.

I can't hesitate to hesitate, Gao Fei turns on the turtle, and the white fog is shrouded him, and then swim in the direction of the tour.