My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: One thousand and one

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Speaking, Peach Blossom Xianzun started to pull the scarf on his face with facial paralysis, "Jojo, why are you so tightly wrapped, I can’t see the face with facial paralysis. Come on, lend me a piece and give it to me." Cover it up"

Because the wind and sand were not good enough, Qiao Mu followed up with two or three scarves on his little face, revealing a pair of bright eyes that were squirming, cold and frosty.

The more Peach Blossom Fairy looked at her, the more interesting she became. He couldn't help but want to tease the little girl.

After grabbing a scarf and covering his face, Peach Blossom Fairy asked quietly, "Jojo, will you rush in and fight now?"

Qiaomu shook his head and looked at the camp behind the sand wall with a serious face.

"Why don't you talk nonsense with them, let's rush in and catch the culprit. Ling Chi, presumably she must be willing to send out Jojo's sister." Fairy Peony picked up a strand of hair in a charming manner. Enter the slander with a smile.

Qiao Mu raised his hand and stopped the group of guys who wanted to rush into the camp with a blank expression.

The hands were raised slightly, and countless small gray sand scorpions flowed out between the fingers, rustling crawling in the sand, accumulating little into more, and accumulating sand into a sea, gradually densely spreading over the sky, like scorpions. The sea half-enclosed the entire camp.

Fairy Peony saw that her scalp was a little blown up, and she subconsciously stepped back and coughed.

Let me go, she rushed in to catch people and beat them to death, she was still a more humane way of punishment

Qiaoqiao, I don’t want to be attractive at all.

First give someone a sand scorpion encirclement, and then there must be one step closer.

Being angry, Lord Jojo must be very angry now.

Everyone took a small step back together. Only Peach Blossom Immortal, shaking his puff-puffing little red fan, approached Qiao Mu by two inches, blinked and smiled, "People will definitely flee in a while. , Let’s go around the sand wall with vines."

Qiao Mu had this intention, and turned to look at him, nodding his head hard.

As soon as Feng Chen raised his hand, a lasing wood spirit rushed out and landed on the towering sandy wall in front of him.

Soon, that little wood spirit formed a winding vine, and began to take root and sprout to spread around.

Everyone only felt that there was a visual feast in front of them.

This is the power of Super God Realm's control over the five spirits.

The originally slow-growing vines, under the blessing of the sacred power from Fengchen, spread out the branches and leaves at a swift speed, and quickly spread across the entire soil wall.

With unparalleled suppression, it circled the entire camp several times and spread toward the sky.

In just a quarter of an hour, the entire Pangu tribe was wrapped in vines.

Those tiny sand scorpions got in through the gaps in the vines one after another, rushing more and more, densely rustling.

When the people in the Pangu tribe were shocked, most of them were so scared that they could not get out of the tent.

The thick vines intertwined with the mouth of the bowl, luxuriant branches and leaves prop up a huge roof in the clan land, covering the entire clan land with the sky and the sun.

And the soldiers who originally patrolled outside the tent, when they found something was wrong, they ran towards Miss Jing San’s tent.

On the way, I encountered a large number of sand scorpions, and had to fight hard.

There is no shortage of repairmen among the soldiers, but most of them are low-level spiritualists.

And these little sand scorpions, every defensive attack is comparable to a sixth-level spiritualist.