The blood of the big thunder son was boiling: I have never suffered such a great shame in my life!

"Who! Back! Get out thirty miles!"

A full of breath interrupted Comrade Da Leizi's anger in time. The loud voice did not even use the common speakers and various amplifier devices on the Sky Island. They were completely yelled by their voices.

Then there were all kinds of voices: "Looking for death? The lucky pigeons celebrating Miss Heathmore's return to Monroe will dare to take action? Arrest them!"

"Hurry up and solve these stupid dogs, otherwise we will have big trouble!"

"The harmonies are there, why are there no one? Damn it? I have told them to be there at least five hours in advance. Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, don't these art-making people have a little normal spirit?"

"Come"

Not far from the empty island, the straight-line distance may not exceed 5 kilometers. Several "clouds" open to both sides like eggshells. This is the case with almost all the still white clouds in the distance, revealing the carefully decorated empty islands hidden inside.

Rows of salute barrels are covered with red silk, teams of seahors knights are covered with red and green, drum band laser lights are all lacking in high-altitude water guns, as well as banner ribbons raised with hot air balloons, and flowers and petals used cubic meters as units. The fragrance of flowers instantly overflows as the "clouds" open, and it feels rippled through the nose for several miles.

"Grass!" Lao Wang sang, "I don't dare to write this in fairy tales!"
Chapter completed!