Chapter 1460 It's coming in handy now

The millet bird team spits wildly, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah,~~~

Still spitting?

What annoyed is that you spit, and Luo Bi invited a group of children to blow it up together.

Small mud balls flew out, and the fried millet birds crackled down, and the screams never stopped. How could this be a fight? It was a splashing birds and scolding streets.

Of course, only one side of the millet bird was scolding, and the other side didn't match it. She just raised her hand and threw out the small mud ball to blow it out.

After clearing out a piece of land, Luo Bi and the children turned to another planting field.

This is how the battle is, expanding the territory bit by bit, but the millet bird is never a good bird. You clear it out in front and fly over from behind. It can't be driven away for a while, and it can't be blown away, and it can't be blown away.

At this time, the orange spoon was not idle either. He dragged a big pocket and brought its red porcelain spoon soldiers to fight millet birds everywhere.

The size of the pocket is not comparable to the size of the orange spoon. The small spoon dragged a huge pocket. The Lei Yan warrior was a little confused when he saw it from a distance. When he was close, he realized that it was two colored arrays.

The appliance dragged two large pockets.

Hey, Lei Yan Warrior Music, the array equipment is here to join in the fun.

"Whose array device is this?" someone asked.

"I don't know the orange ones. I know that the blue and white porcelain belongs to the Wu family, and the red porcelain spoon belongs to the Zhan family." The person who answered the conversation didn't know that he had admitted his mistake at all. Not all the red porcelain spoons belong to the Zhan family.

At least this one with the orange spoon is not.

"The orange one is from Lin Yanchong, the head of the fight class instructor of the Dixing Talent Academy."

After a few exchanges, everyone was busy fighting and quickly dispersed.

The orange spoon was very excited. He looked at the millet birds busy, killing one and throwing it into his pocket, killing one and throwing it into his pocket, and when it was filled, he asked the red porcelain spoon to carry it to Roger's military hover car.

When Roger's hover car could not be put down, he threw it on He Yun's military hover car.

The orange spoon recognizes people, doors, and cars. It knows a lot of things, and the orange spoon recognizes who owns it.

That's right now.

The orange spoon was not put on its own floating car. The adults couldn't bear to see the things. The orange spoon was worried that the mother and son who lived in the house would let the supplies go, so it would be safe to put them in the unreasonable car.

No matter what, as long as it is put in Roger's car, it will not be lost.

The Battle Spoon is also a sensible person. He dragged his pocket and fought with the millet bird. Among the three spoons, it has high combat power and is good at fighting since it opened its wisdom. As long as the millet bird fights the battle spoon, it will not run away and be knocked to death

Throw it into your pocket.

When a pocket was filled, the spoon was sent back to his own hover truck.

Through the battle, Luo Bi discovered a problem. The broken mud ball can also be exploded, but the lethality is insufficient. The entire small mud ball can kill a millet bird, but half a piece of it won’t work. At most, the millet bird will be damaged by blowing the wings.

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After discovering this, Luo Bi packed up half of the mud ball, frying the millet birds without killing it, and throwing it out for waste.

Due to the massive attack of the millet bird army, some people outside the Feizhu Star were added to the planting area, including thunder and flame warriors, as well as women and children, all of whom came to collect supplies.

The orange spoon and the red porcelain spoon soldier dragged his big pocket and jumped up to kill a millet bird. The orange spoon flew down to pick it up, grabbed the bird's legs, and a fat guy reached out and pulled the bird's wings.

The little fat man shouted: "My, please let it go."

The orange spoon grabbed the leg of the millet bird and pulled it: I'm!

The orange spoon is pulled, and the fat guy is pulled, and they don’t give in to each other.
Chapter completed!