Chapter 1789 Get a spoon that opens the spiritual wisdom

He spoon and the spoon are too eye -catching. Anyone who walks through is a strange look, and there are even people who have flashed different lights in the eyes.

Luo Bi knew what it meant, and the spiritual array was eye -catching, and the naturally caused some people's intention.

There were no adults around the sketch spoon and He's spoon. Obviously, there were several people outside the crowd. From time to time, they looked at the spoon without knowing what the idea was.

"It seems that the two spoons came by Qingyu Star." Wu Cheng pulled away the crowd to open the road, and the people in front looked at it. They saw the spoon shook their heads in a popular stall. Wu Cheng's mouth was dissatisfied: "This is

Is it not to be troubled?

Wu Cheng's voice was not low, and he shocked some people who were about to move.

Lieutenant General?!

When I heard that the imperial soldiers were heard, there were no backgrounds behind it. I didn't dare to act lightly. The worst thing in the future of the interstellar era was the Legion and the Great Family, which caused a group of people behind.

The army, clan, good guy, some people know that it is difficult to retreat.

There are those who are unwilling, mix in the crowd to wait and see.

Grab the spiritual array back, and the family is just around the corner.

"Not only the sketch spoon and the hot spoon are here, maybe there are other spoons." Bai Kai watched it around, but did not see other spoons, but it was hard to say that the other spoons did not follow: "I'll go

Find. "

"Okay, you go, look for it carefully." Wu Cheng was most concerned about the spoon, worried that there was a spoon to lose.

Bai Kai pulled Zhu Xingyu away, the spoon was closer to the distance, and Luo Bi walked over, the spoon was looking around, here, look at it there.

There is a small bag in front of the spoon. There are things in the bag. There are about half a bag. The mouth of the bag is open, and the edges are rolled on the edge, because it is covered with a layer of snow, and it cannot be seen.

Luo Bi thought it was a plant seed, and Wu Cheng asked in the past: "Sketch spoon, what are you doing?"

Sketch spoon shot a bag: sell soil.

Wu Cheng did not understand the intention. Xue Zhihao pointed to the brand next to him, which wrote the words dancing like dancing: "Write, sell soil, who wrote such a distinctive word?

Interesting, it is definitely not written by Deputy Lang. "

This is too ugly!

If Tang Shao wrote such a word, General General will have replaced them for a long time.

Luo Bi didn't care about the words, and when he knew that the spoon was sold, he looked at it. The brown soil was wet and mixed with branches and leaves. The soil nutrition should not be high. I also know where to dig it from.

Luo Bi laughed, and wanted to know that he couldn't sell it: "Sketch spoon, who made your idea to sell the soil? If the nutritional soil is worthy of the interstellar currency, the soil you dug is not alive, and you can't sell it."

Sketch spoon crooked spoon: I want to sell it myself, earning interstellar currency.

"This is the word written by the orange spoon." Wu Cheng patted his thigh, he was quite happy: "Okay, the words are pretty good, I can see it, look at the orange spoon more, and the words are written with flowers.

Looks like. "

The person who follows is: "............"

"This is still good?"

Who is buried?

What eyes? !!

Bring a small wings, rolled up in the back.

Everyone's look at Wucheng was a little weird.
Chapter completed!