"No, can't it be made bigger?"

Fang Mo swallowed, shaking with excitement, "Can you grow up quickly?"

"Small, what do you want to do?" Ye Qingcheng rolled his eyes and dozed off, "I need to sleep for a while, now I shouldn't be able to grow up anymore.

However, you need to find me a bottle as soon as possible.

Otherwise, just that kind of leakage is enough to make me fall into endless sleep.

In addition, to make a long story short, where did you get that golden gel?It's amazing!"

"It's the original city lord of Donglin City. That guy turned into a monster. I felt sick at first, but then I opened it and discovered that his internal organs were not missing, they just grew out of nowhere."

Fang Mo is really making a long story short.

He hadn't said anything about the fighting situation just now.

"That's for sure, this gel is like golden core, but we can't eat people, understand?" Ye Qingcheng rolled his eyes and yawned, "Woo, okay, let me Sleep for a while and explain to you what the gel looks like in the human body.

Anyway, this is not cannibalism, do you understand?

I will not lie to you, because this is the bottom line between you and me. I lost the bottom line and became a monster at the beginning.And if you lose the bottom line, you will turn from a human into a monster.

This is the bottom line we both share.

No, it should be said that it is the common bottom line of all evolving people. Everyone must abide by their duties, at least not allowing their own temperament to go wild."

When all this was said, she had closed her eyes and fell asleep leaning on a pile of gel.

Fang Mo could already feel the sound of breathing. He felt that his hope was really great, and he felt that the future had unlimited possibilities.

If he didn't believe it a little bit before, then now, he believes it completely.

Because Ye Qingcheng really started to recover.

The volume suddenly increased twice, not to mention, even the breathing sound was a lot louder.

"Bottle, yes, seal the bottle!"

Fang Mo hurriedly closed the backpack, and then looked at the tall tower and said, "It seems that it can only be the troublesome guy, and it must be made a little bigger, the backpack can be put down, and she can also have The feeling of growing up...

No, maybe I should let him become my bottle builder later?

What should I do?

Let his sister-in-law recover a little bit first, and then...

This is a good idea, but is it not kind enough?

Forget it, let me recover first, I think he will help me after he comes."

After struggling for a long time, he finally chose to believe in the ghost king. Of course, he would also leave a button if the ghost king was unwilling to help himself with such a small thing.

Then, you can't blame him.

He will definitely turn his favorite aunt into a monster.

At that time, I can only say sorry.

But there is no way, the other party has an aunt, Fang Mo still has Ye Qingcheng to take care of, and under the current circumstances, she can't be exposed to too much outside air.

Otherwise, it might be oxidized...

"I feel uncomfortable when I think of this word. Is this still a woman? Or, my girlfriend is a piece of iron? Bah!

Even a piece of iron does not oxidize so easily!

What is this, but what is the matter with that immortal matter?"

...

Fang Mo's mind was messy, but he didn't stop at his feet. During a few ups and downs, he caught up with the figure that was flying with Wang Lin on his back.

And in the east of the city, you can probably see a little calm atmosphere.

However, because the previous monsters have invaded too much, others can only clean up a little bit.

All they have to do is kill the strongest one, but the others have to clean up everything that is left.

This task gap isn't a tiny bit, the last sentence is almost the same.

Although they are deadly, other monsters are not all toothless tigers, even toothless tigers are still a bit of a tiger.

It will take some time to clean up.

After drawing this conclusion, Fang Mo quickly followed the figure, and with extremely fast speed, before the opponent reached the tower, he also came to the top of the tower at the same time.

"Wait!"

After Fang Mo followed, he yelled and berated the ghost king who was still going on.

The King of Ghosts was overjoyed at first, and then turned his head with a sinking face and said, "What are you going to do? I clearly didn't offend you, but you just ran away. Does this prove that you are lying to me?!"

He had already figured it out. The more he cared about his aunt, the more likely he was to be threatened.

Because of this, the ghost king suddenly knew that he was pretending to be clever.

For his aunt, he can do many impossible things, even if he pretends to be a monster, there is no big problem.

"What did I lie to you for? Are you afraid that I will die too slowly?" Fang Mo waved his hand, looking at the look of an idiot.

Then, when the ghost king was about to speak, he hurriedly said, "Let's go, let's restore your aunt, but this guy, don't let him in, otherwise, if he is touched by the scene..."

boom!

The Ghost King threw the guy out in an instant, turned his head and looked at Fang Modao, "Let's go."

Hold the grass, ruthless!

"I, I said..." Fang Mo swallowed, "You, do you treat him like this? How do I know if you will be ungrateful afterwards...?"

"will not!"

The ghost king spoke lightly, pointing to the sky, "I swear, if I follow you, I will let my aunt continue to be a monster, and will never be rescued!"

This oath,

Fang Mo likes it very much!

Because he could completely fulfill this oath to him, he felt that he could trust this guy again.

"it is good!"

Fang Mo nodded and said with a smile, "Then let's go in. Besides, I have one thing I want you to do."

"Xiu wants to coerce... Forget it, tell me?" The ghost king wanted to continue to pretend to be cold, but at this time, he really didn't want to wait any longer.

"I need a bottle, a transparent bottle, just like some of your experimental utensils. However, I want this bottle to be slightly larger, and to be completely sealed, about half a meter or so."

Looking at the heavy backpack behind him, Fang Mo felt that putting one and a half meters in it shouldn't make people look like it.

After all, the backpack he found was very large.

"In addition, you have to make sure that it is very strong, at least it will not be damaged by bumps and bumps in the weekdays." He added.

The ghost king was stunned, and then said, "Such a little thing, don't worry, as long as you...I will do it now, but you have to help my aunt, understand?"

"It should have been so, I promised you." Fang Mo laughed.

"Then why did you run before?" Ghost King's face sank.

"Cut, I am playing with you."