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Chapter 112: Dismount 2

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Chapter 112: Show off your power 2

"Boom." The moment the mountain of flowers and grass stopped, Feng Shukuang smashed the grassy mountain with a shot. In an instant, green grass was flying all over the mountain and the fields. The black gun shot straight forward, aimed at the purple-red haired person...

The purple shadow flies and arrives in an instant.

However, the purple-haired man didn't want to stop attacking Feng Shukuang. He suddenly jumped out of the bed, put aside Feng Shukuang's black gun and rushed towards Mo Qianchen.

"Well done." When Feng Shukuang saw this, he immediately grabbed the purple-red-haired man with his palm. This man actually dared to run up to him and hit him.

"Wait a minute." Unexpectedly, the purple-haired man made a feint towards Feng Shukuang and jumped directly in front of Mo Qianchen in a flash: "Bring it here."

Bring it, what to bring? Is there anything in Mo Qianchen that can restrain this Wood tribesman?

With thoughts in his mind, Feng Shukuang immediately stepped behind Mo Qianchen and swept away with one shot. He wanted to snatch Mo Qianchen's things, but there was no way.

"I can't take it out." He stepped over without thinking. Mo Qianchen stretched out his hand and grabbed his black gun. While signaling him not to do anything, he said lightly to the purple-red haired man.

Mo Qianchen and he studied the Supreme Code at the same time and were very familiar with each other. She caught him so hard that he couldn't make a move. Feng Shukuang couldn't help but frown slightly. Did Mo Qianchen have a way to defeat the enemy? His breath paused slightly.

, stopped behind Mo Qianchen without taking any action.

"Can't you take it out?" After hearing Mo Qianchen's words, the purple-haired man frowned and looked at Mo Qianchen up and down.

Mo Qianchen let this person look him over and waved gently: "Thank you everyone." He said with a flick of his fingertips.

Suddenly, the water in the spiritual spring space silently invaded the soil, warming and blooming these small flowers and grasses.

Immediately, Mo Qianchen's mind was filled with all kinds of joy and excitement, and the plants were almost rolling on the ground with excitement.

Seeing this, Feng Shukuang secretly marveled. Mo Qianchen is from the human race and can actually talk to plants? It's really strange.

"You stay, I'll let you go." The purple-red haired man looked at Mo Qianchen carefully for a while, and after confirming that Mo Qianchen really couldn't take out the thing that made him feel so comfortable, he immediately said.

"It's up to you." With something to restrain him, crossing the mountain was as easy as crossing the street. He dared to speak arrogantly, and the corners of Feng Shukuang's eyes turned cold.

"As long as I give my order, you can see if you can walk out of this hundred thousand mountain." The purple-haired man glared back at Feng Shukuang, not shying away from his suspicions: "The things on you make us feel good, so they won't attack you.

Because I treat you as a friend, but here, I am the king."

As soon as he said these words, there was a violent swishing sound in the rolling mountain peaks, as if countless plants were echoing these words.

A friend can buy a favor, but if the king issues an order, it's not that simple.

Once the order is given, the military order is like a mountain.

"You stay and become my wife, and from now on in this hundred thousand mountains, no one dares to disobey your orders." The purple-haired man looked at Mo Qianchen intently.

"Tsk." Feng Shu sneered wildly.

Mo Qianchen, on the other hand, was full of black threads. He wanted her to be the wife of Yazhai and be married to a flower or a grass... This request was beyond imagination.

"I won't stay." Mo Qianchen's voice was light but full of absoluteness.

"Is it because of the poinciana tree in your car?" The purple-haired man frowned: "Isn't she the poor daughter of the Wood Emperor? I'll handle it for you if it's a big deal. How much does the Wood Emperor give me to the Iron Overlord?
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