Doomsday Pavilion

Chapter 1325

On the fourth day of Wandering Demon's arrival, Boss Lin didn't succeed in running away, and he felt uncomfortable.

There is no motivation even to deal with the earth dragon.

In fact, Lin Chou felt like a mirror in his heart, it was basically impossible for the earth dragon to produce special effects, after all, the essence of the body was all on the bones and carapace.

It is highly toxic, and it is not a qualified ingredient in normal cognition. Is it true that the bones as hard as alloys of this thing are wrapped in breadcrumbs and can be fried for a few times to make the child next door cry?

The cooking must also pay attention to the basic law...

Ye Shan and Lord Shiba Baiqiong came back together. Well, you can tell from the darkness of their faces. This trip is definitely a diaper for compensation. No one dares to ask.

The cow beeps that Shan Ye blown some time ago are too many to count. One time he said that he wanted to earn circulation points to buy a few ladies to relieve his greed, and another time he said that he wanted to get Lin Chou back some of these rare things— —Anyway, slapped the guarantee letter written on the chest and blown off the awesomeness that none of them has paid off. Even the capital of Baiqiong feels old and shameless.

In fact, the evolutionary's way of survival is very simple. Except for Mingguang's head tax, they basically go out to eat in the wilderness. If you can't do it, they will knock down their teeth and swallow blood. The source of crystal fuel and material consumption are all Enough to drink a pot, if you have been like this aunt for a few consecutive times, the hunting team with a slightly weaker foundation will go bankrupt and go to the ball, and there will be no money to refuel the car...

Huang Dashan didn't say anything, and no one dared to ask. The atmosphere on Yanhui Mountain was strange.

"Change one for another...%%#..." Shan Ye said quickly for fear of embarrassment, and Bai Qiongshou almost didn't hear what he was talking about. "Is the news last time I bought it?"

Bai Qiong grinned,

"Wait, Heigou and Shen Feng are happily working together, then I will contact Sister Tong and all the staff will go out."

Huang Dashan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Niang Xipi, I can see it and I can't taste it..."

Hunters are not all in one mind. Except for their own teams, they rarely join outsiders out of the wilderness. If you make a profit, the distribution of the income is easy to fight, and it will be even worse if you lose...

For various reasons, no matter how powerful the team is, it will inevitably encounter hard bones that can't be moved.

Master Shan touched the newly grown inch, muttering,

"Damn luck, is it because Lao Tzu didn't bald his head?"

During this period of time, he went into the wild twice, and Mao didn't catch a single one. Huang Dashan began to doubt his life.

In his cognition, it seemed that except when he was still a first-order little crouch, there was no such thing as two trips in a row.

"How about I contact a wave of warlocks?"

When Bai Qiong heard this, he shuddered, his face distorted,

"Are you afraid I won't die fast enough?"

"Ahem... What, let the warlock hold that chicken..."

"Go! I never gamble on life!"

"..."

Shan Ye has a lot of spooky ideas and chickens. It is one of his favorite hobbies to take advantage of the side door, but it is absolutely impossible to lose money. After all, people can catch a living Queen of Luan in the wild. Luck value, leverage, no matter how seniority is not treated, the lowest must be a supporting role model for the second male.

The Lord Shan is depressed and feels that he is a person of great fortune. There is no need for the illusionist's aura of bad luck. The two of me have drunk several times on Yanhui Mountain. Are they still alive?

"It's pretty good," Shan Ye sprayed at Bai Qiongshou, "Spicy chicken passerby, spicy chicken that can't even bear the bad luck halo, hetui!"

A certain little soul in Shan Ye's body jumped up and down crazy: Spicy Chicken Bai Qiongshou mistaken me!Get out!The protagonist Huang Dashan wants to pretend!Get out of here!

Bai Qiongshou: "???"

You can't fucking find it!

"Heh, believe it or not, tomorrow I will let Li Heigou and Shen Feng cover your sack?"

Huang Dashan disdainfully said: "Just rely on you? Sneer~"

With those eyes and expressions, the Eighth Lord almost choked to death before coming up.

"Gan Liniang!" Bai Qiong first offered his assassin. "I heard that some people in the past went to Ruzhi Alley and ordered three women, 46, 27, and 18 years old. It’s like I’ve never seen a girl, tusk, the one with 3,000 points of flowers is called a value, and you can hear it from a few tens of meters away, and someone is recording it. I’m 18 years old, and I have to dig my paw!

Huang Dashan is an exciting spirit,

"Grass, what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"What's not to do?"

"Now I'm talking again, I'll let someone send a message to the Queen."

"father!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Dad! I was wrong! Dad, Dad!"

"Well, pour wine!"

"okay..."

The wandering demon listened to him utterly beside him, smiling like a six-cylinder engine.

Master Shan's face twitched, his mouth lingered for several times, but he didn't say the words "what do you look at you laugh".

I'm afraid of death. The wandering demon is a typical Desperate Saburo. The strength of Shan Ye and his is between five and five. I heard that people who have been pumped too much by this product. A talent with a kidney loss, as strong as an aunt like Grandpa Dashan, has just made up for that shortfall, and he hasn't overflowed yet, so he can't take the risk of being such a boss.

Endure it.

But the wandering demons move forward to make peace and send out invitations,

"Eh, the surname is Huang, do a wave of yellow sand worms?"

The wandering demon is never holistic, and being able to speak up is equivalent to approving Shan Ye’s strength. Shan Ye was instantly moved when he heard it.

"Is there a next home?"

Wandering Demon thought for a while, and pointed to Lin Chou in the kitchen.

"This, plus the Sun family in the city, two pockets."

"What about the price?"

"It is 30% higher than normal. The fresher the goods, the better. They can be shipped to Shangcheng within 48 hours after death. The Sun family will double it."

"Done!" Shan Ye slapped his thigh, "Wait, within 48 hours? The Sun family is going to do something?"

The wanderer shook his head,

"Sun Jiasun is ranked 5th in victory. Isn't his ability to fight poison? He swallows a poison gland for each step. He really can't fight the poison of Tier 5. He probably wants to try Tier 4 Yellow Sand Worm."

"Oh..."

The mountain master thief looked at the kitchen with scowls,

"What about the forest?"

The wandering demon smacks his lips,

"I didn't say that there was only one yellow sand worm. What I found was a whole litter."

"Grass..." Shan Ye scolded his mother, "You go away, you go away, you don't do it like this."

The wanderer shrugged, his eyes looked contemptuous.

"Forget it."

Huang Dashan: Do you still talk about business like this?You don't bargain?

For a long while, Huang Dashan pulled a face,

"I will get in touch with other people again, and let's get together with China."

At this time Lin Chou came out of the kitchen, unbuttoning his apron,

"It's another wave? You have tried two waves. Can you still use the circulation point to buy Yuanjing fuel?"

Huang Dashan: ...

White Dome:...

What to do, I really want to hit someone, but I can't beat him like a mother.

Lin Chou looked out the door thiefly,

"I'm going! Take me one by one, take me one by one!"

The three people glanced at Lin Chou, and screamed.

"Want to pit me? There are no doors!"