Chapter 269: 1.269 My Name Is Qingluan

"Hey!" The blue bird screamed, and the figure hovering in the sky suddenly dived straight down.

Immediately, the deputy guard's face turned pale with fright, he scrambled and ran backwards, "Run, run!"

"Swoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The sky suddenly poured down with heavy rain. What was frightening was that when the rain fell halfway, it suddenly turned into ice cubes of different sizes, and hit the heads of a group of Qiu soldiers who were running desperately. go.

"ah!!"

"ah--"

"Hey mother!"

All the soldiers who were hit fell to the ground with bloody heads, weeping bitterly and crawling. Those who were timid were frightened and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

"Hey!" When the blue bird attacked the crowd, a large number of soldiers, led by Wuyue Chenghua's defense, rushed towards the entrance of the town.

From a distance, Hua Shoubing and his party saw the big blue bird hovering in the sky.

Its wings almost covered the sky, and its size was so huge that Hua Shou and his party felt their hearts skip a beat.

What country nearby brought a large number of profound masters and profound beasts to attack?

"Fire the arrows!" Hua Shoubei roared angrily, raised his hand, and thousands of soldiers below lined up holding bows, arrows and shields.

Aoye's expression changed, and he suddenly appeared next to the little girl, rubbed his lips and exhaled, and in an instant, dozens of black figures approached, swishing behind Aoye.

The little guy looked back at the boy who stayed up late with a dazed expression, Shui Shui's eyes were full of weirdness.

Today is really lively!

First the weak chicken went to the sky, and then staying up late attracted so many people...

If it wasn't for staying up all night to take the initiative to let them show up, the children would not have realized that there are so many people lurking around them. Each of these black-clothed boys has a cultivation level that is not weaker than that of staying up late.

why? When will there be as many tenth-level mystic masters as Chinese cabbages on Sikong Star?

Sure enough, poverty limits the imagination! In her last life, she had no access to this gorgeous level at all.

Moreover, how weak she is, she didn't reach the standard of a tenth-level great mystic until she died...

No wonder there is no room for retaliation after being tortured to death!

She wants to increase her cultivation base! She wants to advance! ! She will try to become stronger...

The boys' eyes fell on the little girl in the middle.

The little girl was clenching her small fist with a strange expression on her face, and she was clenching her fist upwards again and again, making a funny move!

Miss what's the matter? Staying up late looking at the child with black lines all over his head, but his heart is full of smiles.

It's rare to see the young lady so energetic, it's great, I don't know what touched her cold heart.

The little face paralyzed came back to his senses, and found that his behavior was very strange. With a paralyzed face, he calmly withdrew his little hand, and turned to look at the place where thousands of arrows were fired.

"Fire the arrows!" Behind Hua Shoubei, hundreds of arrows flew towards the blue birds in the sky.

The little girl's expression changed, she stomped on the ground and rushed up, but unexpectedly, Ao Ye grabbed her arm with one hand.

"Miss, wait."

"Zhi!" The blue bird flew up in mid-air, bringing out a cyan glow.

In an instant, it absorbed all the arrowheads that shot in front of it. At this time, it was like time was stagnant, and all the arrowheads stopped in front of the blue bird.

Hua Shoubei looked at the sky in horror, and suddenly shouted at his troops, "Retreat! Everyone retreat, retreat!!"

"Listen clearly, Xiaoxiao, I am the one who took your life today. My name is Qingluan! I was born from heaven and earth!"

"Hey!" After screaming sharply, countless stationary arrows turned in unison, chi chi chi, and rushed towards the Hua's garrison army...

Weak chicken: Everyone who guesses that I am Qingluan will be rewarded with a sip of ice water.

Jojo: Hehe.

Weak Chicken: ... Master, what can you say?

Jojo: You'll find out soon.

Author: Let me add a word. . .

Weak chicken: Didn't you see that he was chatting with the owner? What to plug in, get out!

The author's angry face: I'm going to die!

Weak chicken: I always feel that the next chapter will be unlucky...

The author slapped the weak chicken: Let me add a word, the babies who rate the score must not shake their hands, give five stars if they see clearly, and don't shake their hands. Otherwise, the author will be sad, and the consequences of being sad, ha ha ha ha ha...

Weak Chicken: Master, I guess you are going to be out of luck!

Qiao Qiao: Just watch, ha ha.