苍狼之灵

Chapter one hundred and fifty-nine: Smart Victory

"Uh, I remember. Sincerely thank you for your kindness! Seeing a dazzling long sword gesturing in front of him, Captain Yifeng's eyes were both excited and wild. Picasso was afraid that this madman would give him another sword, so he quickly agreed and said.

That's good, that's good, "Captain Yifeng nodded contentedly, turned around and ran away wildly

Sally, Sally, don't worry, Jedi may not be okay. Sally, wake up, we need to save ourselves quickly! "As soon as Yifeng left, Picasso immediately turned his head and shouted to his sister.

Is he... already dead? "Sally trembled.

Picasso shouted, "Do you believe that crazy and crazy guy just now? He's incoherent and doesn't even know what he's saying. If Jedi is alive, we have to live to see him. If he's dead, we still have to live to avenge him, Sally

Sally's eyes regained clarity and vitality: 'What should I do?'

This shackle is made of secret silver, and I'm afraid no one else can earn it apart except for the Beamon Orcs. However... Secret silver is also afraid of fire. Use your magic to create flames. Even if you can't burn it apart, as long as you soften it, I can break it open

Sally Stuart exclaimed in surprise, 'Burn the shackles with flames? Your hands and feet will turn into charcoal!'

Pablo sneered arrogantly and said, "Sister, there's actually one thing I haven't told you. Although I'm not a genius in both magic and martial arts, specializing in martial arts also has its benefits. My fighting spirit has already reached the eighth level of cultivation and can be exposed and materialized

Sally Stuart exclaimed in surprise, 'Really?'

Pablo lifted his head and proudly said, "Not bad, I just kept hiding because I was afraid you would feel inferior. Come on, burn me with fire, I can resist

With a loud shout, Picasso's body was enveloped in a layer of pale golden light, and the position of his hands and feet condensed more strongly, making him look like he was wearing a suit of golden armor.

Pablo looked at his sister with resolute eyes and nodded heavily, "Come on, burn me! Just hit Sally, believe me, that's right

Sally took a deep breath, and a string of strange spells began to float out of her mouth.

Peng! "With a loud cry, a large blaze of fire rushed towards Picasso, who was determined to die, like a bee colony discovering a honey stealing bear.

The raging fire made a crackling sound, and in the midst of a large red flame, Brother Picasso let out a proud laugh: "I told you I could do it, hahaha

Sally was both surprised and delighted. She didn't expect her elder brother's fighting spirit to be so refined. This cunning thing is usually hidden from her.

She couldn't rest assured just now, but tentatively released a flame. Seeing that her elder brother could bear it, she immediately recited another spell.

Huh! Huh! "Two blazing white flames, like two venomous snakes, swept towards Picasso, who was still alive in the flames.

Oh my goodness! I can't take it anymore! It's going to burn! "Brother Picasso immediately started crying and howling.

Sally quickly stopped and said, "Big brother, big brother, are you okay

Douqi doesn't work! It's not heat-resistant! I'm almost a dried adult! "Pablo's tears were flying, and as soon as they burst out, they immediately hissed and turned into steam.

Sally hurriedly stopped the fire, and Picasso had turned into grilled prawns.

Sally had a flash of inspiration in her mind and exclaimed happily, "Big brother, I have a solution