Chapter 200 Learning Bad Turtle

"Okay, stop and take a break."

I have been running for more than an hour. The roar of the Xuanshui tribe warriors chasing behind me turned out to be farther and farther away, and everyone finally couldn't help falling on a high mountain.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the king of the gods surrounded Chang Heng and looked up and down with unkind eyes. The temples have been swayed in Chang Heng's hands more than once and have become the laughing stock of everyone. If Chang Heng is killed now, all the ridicule will disappear.

The king of the gods clenched the hammer handle and had the intention to give orders, but he was a little hesitant. After all, they just escaped from the Xuanshui tribe together, and thanks to Chang Heng's opening of the way, it seems a little unrighteous to do it now. And looking at the appearance of the low-key little witch who can change the race, no one knows what cards he has in his hand. In case he doesn't kill him and runs away, he will lose more face.

"Brother, order it. Don't miss the opportunity." The romantic sword god preached to the king of the gods.

Chang Heng looked at them coldly and took out the flying gun and the turtle shield. The little turtle got two short hammers from nowhere, resisted them on his shoulder, and looked at everyone covely.

Wang, the nameless knife god threw the fierce sword god, put away his wings and changed into human form. As if he had not seen the nervous appearance of the king of the gods, he walked into the encirclement and stretched out his hand to Chang Heng: "Hello, nameless."

Chang Heng smiled, took away his weapon, and gently shook his nameless hand: "Low-key little witch."

Looking at this, you know that you can't fight, and you may not take advantage of it. The king of the gods snorted a few times, motioned his men to put away their weapons, and looked at Chang Heng and said, "Although you saved us, this matter was also caused by you. We don't take advantage of your situation, so we don't owe each other. Now give this face to the unknown door owner and let you go. It doesn't matter where you meet in the future.

Chang Heng nodded: "That's what I think."

The little turtle was not happy. He waved two small hammers and shouted, "What's so good? Come and compete with your turtle master. Let me see if I don't blow up your eggs and beat your yolk."

The king of the gods's face stagnated, and Chang Heng stagnated under his feet. He looked at the little turtle and asked, "Where did you learn this?"

The little turtle said proudly, "These words are what I just heard from those guys in the Xuanshui tribe. They sounded very imposing, so I learned them. How's it going, majestic?"

"You are majestic." Chang Heng knocked on the little turtle with a big chestnut. On his head, he shouted, "Don't say such words in the future. Fortunately, there are no women here."

The little turtle was smashed, and some dissatisfied Chong Changheng waved his hammer and said, "The old man sent you away. You can toss it as you and return my Xuanshui flag to me."

The Xuanshui flag was caught in the hands of the Gonghou, and the Gonggonghou was anonymously included in the five-color divine light. The little Xuangui naturally found the nameless Xuanshui flag. Chang Heng's face was a little embarrassed. He kicked the little turtle and said to the nameless, "The little guy was just born, and he hasn't had time to discipline him, which made everyone laugh."

"It doesn't matter. Such a spiritual pet is rare." He looked at the little turtle with nameless admiration. It can be imagined that its parents must be very strong, otherwise they would not be so young and so intelligent. You should know that the main brain is very fair, but it will not improve intelligence by looking at you as a player's pet.

"That's true. Its mother is at least a black turtle who survived the disaster period. She is very powerful, but unfortunately she was injured by both sides. The battle between turtles and snakes sounded, and the aftermath alone set off storms all over the sky, and Chang Heng also had a lingering lingering heart.

"It is reasonable that Xuanshuiqi should be given to you, but the old man is too strong. If I let him out, we can't control him at all." The nameless explanation. Although it is said that as long as they are brushed by the five-color divine light, life and death are under the control of others, Chang Heng's strength is too weak. As long as the Gonggonghou is released, they will gradually wake up. With the strength of his witch and ghost world, they can't stand still and kill them. Once they wake up, they will die, and they dare not take this risk.

To be honest, the nameless is still having a headache. There is such a guy in the five-color divine light, and he definitely can't use it now. And if there is no master on guard, he will not dare to let him out.

"It doesn't matter, I have a way." Chang Heng laughed.

He took a closer look at Chang Heng and found that Chang Heng was not joking. He nodded namelessly, with a flash of blue behind him, and Gong Gonghou was thrown out.

As soon as he was thrown out of the five-color divine light, Gonghou was still in a coma. Chang Heng stretched out his hand and pointed, and a thin rope with a finger climbed along the ground to Gonggong Hou, surrounded him a few times and tied him up.

"You don't want to kill us with such a broken rope, do you?" The flying claw god curled his lips.

Hou Youyou woke up and saw several people around him. He couldn't help saying angrily, "Several little thieves, looking for death." He struggled hard, but the rope that seemed to break was extremely tough, and with the struggle of the Gonghou, there was a faint dark light on it, which tied the Gonghou to death.

"Is it a fairy rope?" The king of the gods couldn't close his mouth in surprise, and his eyes changed when he looked at Chang Heng. Everyone is familiar with the name of the fairy rope. If it is really such a thing, in the temples, there are so many people present, it is really not often tied.

"Although it is also called the fairy rope, it is not the one that is afraid of leaving the grandson." Chang Heng smiled and explained the origin of the fairy rope.

"This is not bad, at least even the masters of the wizard world are tied up." The nameless eyes showed their light, squatting beside Gonggonghou to carefully check the bundle of fairy ropes. Good thing, no wonder the witch can compete with the demon clan. Not only is there the inheritance of the twelve ancestral witches, but their magic weapon production is not inferior to the demon clan at all.

"Old man, give me back the Xuanshui flag." The little turtle carried his two hammers to the side of Gonggonghou, first gave him a hammer, and then shouted.

"Hmm." He found himself tied with fairy ropes and knew that he could not break free with his own strength. Gonghou no longer struggled, but turned his head to avoid looking at the crowd.

"Yo Xi, how dare you despise your turtle master. Let's see how the turtle master**s you." The little turtle said, put away the short hammer and seemed to stand, with his claws on his wrist a few times, as if he was rolling his sleeve.

The nameless blinked and looked at Chang Heng. Chang Heng looked ashamed and kicked the little turtle fiercely: "If you say these messy words again, I will stew your soup."

The little turtle cautiously flashed Chang Heng's foot and shouted, "Don't you say it, don't you tell me?"

"Wait." Nameless stood up, with a serious face, and looked at the little Xuangui: "Where did you learn that just now?"

The little black turtle said confidently, "It's in the Xuanshui tribe."

Hearing the meaning of namelessness, everyone's faces became serious. The king of the gods smiled and said, "Well, it's good that it hasn't been found here. I'll send someone to find them right away."