Monster Paradise

After 8: 00 a.m., Lin Huang woke up from his sleep.

Though he was exhausted by his wild escape in the morning, he didn't sleep very well at the hotel. He felt restless when he thought of the scene where the crow had swept over.

On the other hand, Fatty never woke up and snored. Lin Huang, who had only one twin bedroom, was unbearable, and several rooms apart opened another room for himself.

Wake Fatty up and briefly tell her what happened in the morning at breakfast, and the two of them will be waiting to meet in the hotel lobby.

At exactly nine o'clock, Night Language appeared punctually in a purple women's suit and stepped on a pair of black hate skies over 20cm.

As soon as she showed up, she attracted the attention of many people in the lobby, and many men felt bright in the eyes.

“Was that crowd solved yesterday?” Lin Huanghuang couldn't help but ask when he saw the Evening Language coming. This thing kept him awake all night and he needed a definitive answer in order to feel safe.

“It's settled. I notified the association as soon as you left my room last night. The association is said to have sent an extraordinary man to suppress the crowd in less than a minute.” When Night Eve spoke about it, there was a hint of awe in his face.

“Such a huge crowd, suppressed in less than a minute?!” Lin Huang also found it incredible. He still doesn't know what level the world's strongest forces have reached. But now it sounds like extraordinary is beyond human existence.

“Extraordinarily powerful, you can't imagine. Don't go too far. Now you should think about how you can pass the exam and advance to the Black Iron Realm.” When I finished speaking the Evening Language, I added, “And how can I repay my money...”

When she heard this last sentence, Lin Huang chose to keep her mouth shut, lest she should always think about it.

“The crowd has been cleared and the appraisal area is safe. You two come with me, and I'll take you back to where you were yesterday, so you can continue your assessment.” Night Language said, walking two people toward their room.

At the door of the room, Lin Huang glanced at the room number and looked a little strange, "You didn't change the room? ”

“The hotel owner refused to let it change, he feared that I would do similar damage again...” Yi Night Language touched his nose.

When the door opened, the three of us came in, and Fatty saw the huge hole in the ceiling, "I'll go, sis, what are you doing in the room, even the ceiling blew up! ”

“You have to ask him that.” Night language refers to Lin Huang.

The look on Lin Huang's face was a little awkward.

“No way, you two were in the same room last night?” Fatty immediately caught the message and gave a dirty smile, “she said? ”

“With your sister, you were there last night.” Lin Huang knew that Fatty was distorted.

“Me too?! Are you two gonna do something to me while I'm gone? I'm still a virgin! ”

“You shut up!” Lin Huang and Yi Night Language spoke almost simultaneously towards Fatty.

“If there's nothing else, I'll send you away.” Night Language looked at two people, both shaking their heads.

Summoning the Aoki Gate, Night Language pushed the Gate open.

Lin Huang and Fatty crossed the steps.

The other side of the Aoki Gate is where the tyrant walks through the gate in the morning.

“Where am I?” The fat man looked around and looked at his face. When he fled in the morning, he was in a coma the whole time, and had no idea what had happened.

Lin Huang looked around and found the surroundings unfamiliar. Yesterday morning the tyrant ran along with the two of them, and he didn't pay any attention to the surrounding environment. He has been busy estimating the distance behind the crowd. But he quickly gave his judgment, “Last night the crowd came from the south, and the tyrants took us north for over half an hour. Our current position should be more than sixty kilometers north of our previous tent. ”

“So what do we do now, go east?” Fatty asked.

“Go back and get the tent, or you'll have nowhere to sleep tonight.” Lin Huang made the decision to go back the same way.

“Or, at the foot of a tyrant, you waste half an hour. If we were ourselves, we'd have to walk half a day to get there.” Fatty also agreed.

The tyrant was summoned and the two rode on his shoulder again and began to head back.

Half an hour later, the tyrants returned with two men to their positions last night.

In the cantonment area, the fat man's tent is extraordinarily prominent, not because of the colour, but because of its strange shape.

I checked and everything was intact.

Crows prey only on souls and have no interest in objects that do not fluctuate in life.

“You cut my tent so long, can it still work?” Fatty looked somewhat reluctantly at the twisted masterpiece he put up last night.

“Where do you sleep at night?” Lin Huanghuang questioned, not going to squeeze a tent with Fatty, and had begun to tear it apart.

Fatty knew that Lin Huang refused to live in a tent with himself. He had to tear down his tent honestly, but he kept whispering. "I knew I'd get up earlier, go out and buy a portable tent and then meet the woman...”

“By the way, what the hell did you do with that woman last night? You can't tell me. Why did you do that to the house? And what did she say you owe her?” Fatty was tearing down the tent and suddenly remembered it and started babbling again.

Lin Huang dismantled the tent by himself and was too lazy to take care of him. He owed his ass a debt for no reason, and he was in a bad mood. It is also implicit in the mind that the tyrant will never be summoned in the hotel.

“Hey, talk!” Fatty ignored Lin Huang and threw a screw at him.

“You're free, right?” Lin Huang turned around without a good airway.

After a while, Fatty threw a screw in his hand and said, "Look at your face. Is it possible that your virgin body was brutally taken away by that woman? ”

“Take your sister, do your own thing!” Lin Huang did not return this time.

After seeing Lin Huang unwilling to take care of himself, Fatty finally calmed down.

But there wasn't much conference, he couldn't help but say, “I always thought the witch who spoke Evening Language seemed a little strange to you...”

“You think too much.” Lin Huang still hasn't turned back.

Fatty saw Lin Huang's reaction and found it boring, which brought his attention back to demolishing the tent.

Without Fatty's gossip, Lin Huang felt the whole world was clean...