Museum of Deadly Beasts

Lin Dong, this hand, the shopkeeper has been to the extreme.

Jia Qian has a moment, this is helpless nod.

She saw it, Lin Dressed is not a joke, it really wants to give himself to himself.

This is, I don't know how many people dream of.

Lin Shi naturally knows this is a very important position, then why do he give himself?

you still need to ask?

Jia Qian quickly wanted to understand.

At the beginning, Dong Ca, Dong Cai management back office, is also a mess, did not get it, and later this is the exotic, which is even more ignorant of the logistics department.

In such an important place, the two do things are this virtue, and believe that Lin Shi is the president, and it is definitely a very headache. Just as Lin Shi said, he did not choose the right.

I want to come, not really, but Lin Shi believes that others.

Because Lin Shi is aware of himself, it will be burned to yourself, Lin Shi, is a key place to rectify himself.

What trust is this?

Jia Qian suddenly heard a lot of burners on the shoulders.

However, she did not resignation. After all, Lin Shi has already opened his mouth.

Jia Qian has known the accomplishment of Lin in the forest, and the realm is much higher than what she thinks.

Moreover, Jia Qian also listened to someone, Lin Dynasty had a very powerful teacher, so it can take a short time in a short time, of course, its national investment is also unmanned.

Can follow the forest, Jia Qian is already satisfied, she will not waste this opportunity, can be said, it is Lin Dynasty, pulling her from the fall of the past, so no matter what to do, what to do, She will do their best to do it.

Since this time you teach her so important, she will inevitably do it.

Just Jia Qian didn't know, she thought, Lin did not think about it.

The rectification of the logistics department is also the forestry knowing that Zhang Saixance is, as for others.

Forest didn't think so much, he is not a person who is good at managed.

Lin Dynasty is now the main thinking, or is on the beast.

At the same time, the southern border of the Yulong Kingdom and Yancheng.

Waterfield, Zhouqua, Shuoda, Duohuo River, half a year, is a reed into a film, the slog is endless, so there is the name of the city.

There are three famous lakes outside the city, and the nine songs are one of them.

Jiuqu Lake, more like a curved river, large-piece reed, divide the lake into the pool of the labyrinth, is often playing fish in the lake, sometimes it will be lost, so nine songs Lake, few people come, plus someone will be missing here, and if you don't see people, you will not be able to die, so even if you are a living, you will not go.

Even, no one can truly explore how big the Jiuqu Lake, one of the water here is indeed sinister, two in the city, the sky, the side of the nine songs, but also the fog lock on the lake, so there will be no more people. Dry this place.

At this moment, a wooden boat is curved into the river, the stern, the boat, the boat, the boat, the boat, the boat, the boat, and the boat. The boatman explored the thick bamboo pole into the following, then supported a few steps in the stern, and the little wooden boat was actually fast and stable.

Because this lake is slightly shallow, it can support bamboo poles, if it is more deep, then it can only be padded, so it is good in this wooden boat.

The boat is dark, the hands and feet are thick, the wind blows the sun, it seems that it is very big, but the eyes of the show is exposed, but it is exposed.

On the boat, I still lying alone.

This person is the dressing of the priest pharmaceutical, the cloth skin, and there are three musts. It should be strange, but at this moment is pale, the teeth are nice, and there is still a bloody.

The boat honegist will open: "Liang Lao San, how did you do this? I asked you all the way, you didn't say, now you will go to the general meeting, so you will talk to me. "

The boaty voice is hoarse, in the tone, with a trace of concern.

Mr.'s average person lying on the boat is not, just weak: "How can you talk to you? This time is a master, counting my Liang Liang three unwilling, hurry back to the island, Only when you are old, you can save me, if you really want to be good, don't ask. "

Listening to this, the ship didn't ask.

There is a fog in front, the boat is not reduced, and it is straight into the mist. It is very dangerous to know that this lake is soaked. No one knows what is it in front. If you accidentally hit the stone, or be entangled by reed water The run can't run.

However, this shipper is quite understanding of this waterway. It is actually A-stable past, through the reed waterway around the nine songs, then, in front of a lake in the small island.

I am afraid that the people in the city are not known to have a small island.

But if you look carefully, you will find that this island is very strange. Although there is a hill stone, it seems to be on a turtle, and the boatter they also call it a back island.

Island is not big, or said, small pity, most of the 30s of the house, but the top house is a lot.

Someone saw that the wooden boat came over and immediately was up.

At the same time, in the lake, there is a black shadow gather, some are like fish, some, it is a strange strange, swim, stirring the lake is like boiling water.

"Don't make trouble, Liang Lao San is dead, quickly notify the circumstances." The boatman shouted, and several people on the shore saw each other, showing means, scattered things in the water.

Wooden boat beach.

The boatman helped the Liang San San, and the people on the shore saw that there was humanity: "It's really Liang Lao 3. How did he like this?"

"Don't ask his mother, quickly lift it, I see Liang Lao 30 can't."

When several people are together, I will pick up the Liang Lao three.

The island is a weird thing, there is a beast bone fur, and some buckets are full of blood, and even the house is all quirky. And here is the most, actually a bone cage, at least a dozen, most, and there is a beast.

These beasts, obviously not ordinary beasts, that at least is a rare alcohol.

Just within a lobby, Liang Lao is lying on the ground, surrounding many people, a headbands with purple gold crown, socks with water, the eye bags, and even a dark purple old man comes out from behind.

Several people outside, hurried up in the forefront: "Zhou Gong is old!"

"Well!" Zhou Chang was nodded, as if everyone owed him money, he bowed his head looked at Liang Lao San, brow wrinkling more.

"Others, go out."

In one sentence, others have rushed to retreat, soon, only Liang Lao San and the surveillance left within this hall.