Pirate's Infinite Wings

Ran Qingluo said: "What are you talking about? What makes you no longer you?"

Fang Lang said: "You should know what I'm talking about."

Ran Qingluo hugged his waist tightly, and said, "No, there won't be that day. After the matter is over, we will come back here, take care of it, and let it be as beautiful as before. . This is our agreement, an agreement that cannot be violated."

Fang Lang said: "I hope so, why don't I think about it. It's too early to say anything now."

Ran Qingluo kept silent, Fang Lang looked around, and said, "Looking at this place, it reminds me of when I just woke up. You were really like a princess back then."

Ran Qingluo said, "What about now? Are you like a court lady?"

Fang Lang said: "It's not a court lady, it's a fairy."

Ran Qingluo giggled and Fang Lang said, "By the way, is your Gu worm still alive?"

She said: "Of course they are still alive. They are still very useful and can guide us. You can practice Gu art with them, but before Qingluo was too playful and hardly learned a little bit of Gu art. ."

Fang Lang said, "Back then, you gave me a Gu worm, and I still carried it with me, but I didn't know how to raise it, so it died." A string of sickles was thrown into the air behind him. When the second wave of sickles and arrows came, Fang Lang shook the iron wire and pulled the sickle out of the stone. The soft iron wire seemed to become a hard iron rod.When a sound penetrates another rock.So, after three or two times, the float got farther and farther away from the cliff.This is almost beyond the scope of the sickle.

Fang Lang blocked a circle of arrows, suddenly heard a loud noise, turned his head, and under a faint fire light, he saw anything they had come before in front of the cliff.A steel door is slowly closing along the path of the floating board.The huge gate in front of us is about to close, but there is still a long distance between the float and the gate.The gap in the gate is too narrow, once closed, the cave will become a natural cage.In any case, they have no chance to leave.The sound of the chain resounded through the cave.

The rope sickle in Fang Lang's hand has been nailed to the stone wall in front of him. Fang Lang slid to the door with his strength and strength, holding the floating plate.

In the dark, the floating spirit floating on the bottom of the floating plate emits a faint blue light.It was moving at high speed and seemed to be tearing the darkness out of an ice dragon.In contrast, the huge gate closes at a slower rate.The speed between the two forms a sharp contrast, but the distance between the two is the Achilles heel that speed cannot overcome.

At this time, a large number of assassins chased around on the floating board, and a large number of arrows shot out quickly, running and roaring together with Luo into the mental power of the two, resisting the dense arrow rain.(Applause) They look too heavy and seem to have looked at the trajectory of every arrow shot.Fang Lang temporarily withdrew from the battle, like a shoal on a fibrillator, quickly pulling the silk thread in his hand.He did his best to rescue everyone from the huge door.

It's time to gamble.Of course it is speed and luck.

Every time the door was closed, there was a violent tremor in the hearts of the people.The roar of mechanical shaft impact seems to be a whistling horn.Fang Lang's face was already red, and the strength of his hands had been exerted to the extreme. The long white lines on his hands were very eye-catching. If it weren't for his body's training, he might already be bleeding...