✓The apocalyptic scourge of rebirth

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Although the words of the weekend and Chen Rui were not good, but they made the moon suddenly brightened, yes, Ming is still alive, why should he bother with those, the weekend is not his Ming in cuteness, just because Ming was almost strange in the beginning, he will be attracted a lot!

The moon who wanted to understand looked at the distant starry sky, and that look was eternal, and there were many emotions in it, which were complicated by the weekend and Chen Rui. After about a few seconds, the bat's wings finally compressed from the size of tens of meters to the size of more than ten centimeters, and it happily threw itself into the arms of its owner, only to pull Yue's thoughts back. At the same time, Xiao Qi, who stayed in the weekend space, was also restless at this time, it had already sensed the breath belonging to its mother, and immediately made a fuss at this time, even the hairball could not be appeased.

The space at this time of the weekend is already very large, and the mutant Peach Tree King Tao Lin has also reached the twelfth level at this time, and it still helps the weekend take care of the space, and the entire space is in order, although the harvested food and various crops can't be eaten even if they live for thousands of years on the weekend. However, Tao Lin still tirelessly continued to engage in his cultivation, those mutant silkworms that already had level eight, and the silk threads they spit out were quite good even if they were eighth-level civilizations, and they were basically in a state of pricelessness.

The noise of the space naturally interferes with the weekend, in desperation, the weekend to release Xiao Qi from the space, Xiao Qi out of the wind, has been up to a hundred years old hairball, is still round, cute, it may not have other abilities, but it has a fairly fast speed, and at this time the hairball has been free to shuttle through various enchantments, of course, the weekend space it still has no way to come and go freely, Being able to cross the spatial barrier was also discovered later on the weekend.

At that time, the two of them were tossing in the space on the weekend, and the hairball had not been messing with the owner for about too long, so when the two stayed in the dark enchantment with Chen Rui on the weekend, the hairball quietly got into it and appreciated the various postures of the two stupid masters, the hairball was a feast for the eyes, but unfortunately even in the past hundred years, the hairball failed to find its love, but became good friends with Xiaoqi.