The palms are delicate and slender, and the skin is white and tender, just like a little girl's hand. A few golden bracelets on their wrists are shining in the sun, and they complement the snow-white skin. The jingle bells and jingle bells, and when the wrists move, the golden bracelet makes a pleasant impact, distant and clear, and is sent to the distance in the warm breeze at noon.

The delicate little hand just patted it simply, with slow movements and gentle force, looking lazy and comfortable, as if it was just a casual wave. However, only those who faced that hand knew how terrifying it was to wave it casually.

The crow staggered backwards found that the hand was obviously very slow, but he had no room for avoidance. No matter which direction he dodged, he just happened to send his head under the hand. The little hand moved in a mysterious trajectory, and every inch of space within ten meters around was cleverly enveloped by the hand.

Since it is impossible to avoid, you can only block it, but this is just a beautiful idea because it is also unstoppable.

The movement is as light as a gentle caress, but the view of the little hand passing by is slightly distorted. There is no doubt that this means that the source energy contained in the palm is too pure. Just passing by, everything around it is easily destroyed and restored to the most primitive energy. There is only air around the palm, so the air is reduced to source energy and the light becomes distorted.

There is nowhere to escape and cannot stop it. It seems that any resistance is futile, but the person facing this hand is a crow, and he does not need to resist.

"Bang", the crow used its last method, and its soul appeared, and its body exploded into a group of translucent source energy crows, falling down the crow feathers in the sky, and flew towards all directions with quacks.

The hand that appeared out of thin air stopped, and did not chase the Yuan Energy Crow with the intention of scattering, but clenched into a fist.

The next moment, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but everyone who saw it felt that with the hand as the core, the space around it suddenly collapsed inward. A group of source energy clones were clearly flying outward, but when the fists were clenched, all the clones were squeezed towards the fists. Under the pressure, they exploded one by one, and in the end they were only one left, clenched in the palm of the clenched hand.

It was not until this time that the master of the hand finally appeared.

A petite woman, who is only about one meter four in height, looks like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, and her appearance is as pure and tender as a little girl, but her figure is very normal, even more normal than most women, just like God accidentally sets the scaling rate of a curvy beauty too small when he was creating.

Not only does she have a special figure, but she also wears a special dress. The woman's head is full of pearls and jade, and the long blue and white skirt is full of dazzling gold and silver jewelry. She wears four or five thin golden rings on her wrists and ankles. When her body moves, she jingles, and is full of the alien style of the east, southwest.

The woman was about to say something, but when her lips moved slightly and before she could say it, the clone in her hand suddenly exploded and exploded into an invisible ball of source energy.

This is the last clone, which is related to life and death. The clone automatically explodes and changes the expression of the woman, and she is stunned as if she is shocked.

Just as she was stunned, a small translucent source energy crow flew out of Rose's skirt like a magic trick. In fact, as early as the three of them tried to escape from the woman's pursuit, the crow had already separated a clone and hid beside Rose before she escaped into the shadow. It was not until this time that she appeared and rushed into the sky with a clamor.

In a blink of an eye, the source energy clone had already divided into dozens of hazy crows, and a large area flew into the air in a black mass, some of which were lined up in s and some were lined up in b, with clear and neat formations.

A group of clones twisted in the air for a while, and finally fell on the roof next to the road. After a sensation of black fog, the clones disappeared and the crow walked out of the black fog with a smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Yao Peihuan." The crow condescendingly, with a mocking smile on his face, raised his fingers to shake the woman who suddenly appeared on the ground, and said sarcastically, "I want to sneak attack me? You are still far from it, at least... well? Why are you staring at me like this?"

The crow suddenly discovered that just as he was mocking him, Rose suddenly sighed deeply at him, covered her eyes and turned her face to the side, while the female leopard stared at him seriously, making him feel creepy. Moreover, not only was she staring at him simply, but she was also pointing at him, or to be precise, as if there was something terrible behind her.

What a joke, how is that possible? I just saw it.

In theory, this is true, but the crow's face became stiff, and he swallowed heavily, rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "That... I think it's very impolite to suddenly appear behind someone else."

"Roar." Without the crow's expectations, a beast-like roar sounded behind him.

The crow couldn't see it, but the female leopard and rose below could see it very clearly. Just as he gathered and formed, a person suddenly appeared behind him.

He is strong, strong and powerful, but his skin is gray and has a blue and white color, and there is no trace of blood on the surface, and his movements are stiff, his face is expressionless, his eyes are motionless, and he doesn't even have breathing or heartbeat. He is simply a corpse that has been dead for many years and has no characteristics of a living person at all.

The beast-like roar came from the mouth of this moving corpse, which made people unconsciously think of some legendary monster in ancient times.

The deafening roar contained infinite power. With just a roar, even the female leopard had to take a few steps below. Although the big cat, with anger and resentment, immediately took three steps forward and returned to its original position, every step forward, it was like a heavy burden on the body, leaving deep footprints on the ground, taking three steps out, and even bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The two sides were still separated by a certain distance, and the female leopard was already under tremendous pressure. The impact on the roar of the crow near him can be imagined. However, in fact, he had no effect, because before the roar, the zombie-like monster had already raised his leg and kicked him hard.

"Bang", before there was any time to react, the crow was kicked off the roof and slapped it on the ground with a face down.

"Dingdong, Dingdong", the sound of ring pendants kept coming. The crow raised his head and saw a pair of spotless barefoots stopping in front of him. At the same time, a hand skillfully grabbed his ears.

"You little bastard, when did you escape from your aunt's palm? I don't know how to pay my respects to me first. Run, run, let's continue running. I see how far you can run." The silver bell-like voice had a foreign accent, which sounded unique. "You have gained skills, have you learned to be foolish with me? Do you think you were kicked down on purpose and I won't beat you up?"

"Sister Huan let go, I'm going to twist it off." The crow tilted his head and raised his ears, and said with a bitter face, "Calm down, it won't grow if it falls."

"It's only worth it if it falls." Yao Peihuan still let go of the crow's ear, slapped it, and finally hit the crow's head with a wish, "Little bastard, you..."
Chapter completed!