Chapter 121： The bow is nice! (1/2)
Lin Chou rested very early last night. After tossing outside for a few days, he suffered serious injuries. He came back and made a big pot meal for 300 people. He was about to finish the task of the system. He was exhausted physically and mentally. Shangjiayuan tree slept deeply all night.
What made him more uncomfortable was that the home tree was even taller. It was already two hundred meters high, and the distance to climb up to the tree house was a lot farther.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that he was awakened by someone.
”Wu is a cactus-like thing, you pay for the life of Grandpa Shan! Wow!”
”boom!”
”Huh!”
”Crack!”
With a series of loud noises that shook the mountain, Lin Chou slumped off the big bed, rubbing his head and eyes confused.
In the courtyard, there is a story that a three-hundred muscular man and a young loli have to tell.
A scarred hunter commented,
”Well, Lord Shan's trick is quite effective in smashing Huashan.”
”Pretty! Lord Shan, sweep her down the third road, okay, come again!”
”Oh, let her hide again.”
The potted plant was panting, and screamed back as he ran, ”Huang, are you crazy? Auntie, Auntie, I'm at odds with you!”
Huang Dashan roared like thunderously, ”I don't have two powers? Grandpa Shan and you are a sea of blood and deep hatred. I want to drink blood and produce meat...”
”My grandmother sees you poorly. I borrowed you to gamble, and you actually avenge your gratitude. Are there men like you in the wilderness? Ingrateful, disgusting!!”
”Hey, the little girl speaks carefully, Shan Ye's personal behavior has nothing to do with us.”
”Little girl, be serious, fight hard, and fire some map guns.”
”That's it, Lord Shan, smoke her!”
Someone cheered, ”Girl, knock him down, the black tiger digs his heart, the monkey steals the peach!”
Shan Ye carried two cold, dignified, horrendous axes on his shoulders, panting like a bellows, ”You wait for me, I will tear you up and drink!”
Huang Dashan woke up with a smile in the morning, and he casually made a bet and earned 40 million. Isn't this more happy than dreaming of marrying a daughter-in-law... ah, dreaming of having a son?
When the Lord Shan touched the money bag to check the balance, he was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and angry.
”Who the **** dare to steal Lao Tzu's money!!!”
Bai Qiongshou grabbed Huang Dashan for a long time to explain before he made it through-then he couldn't hold Lord Shan at all.
The furious Shan Ye picked up his axe and was about to chop the potted plants into dumpling stuffing. No, it has been chasing for two hours, and he didn't even touch the shadow of others.
Lin Chou jumped out of the tree house with a black face, ”Hehe, isn't this the cute little potted plant?...Maoqiu, tie these two goods to me and hang them on the fence.”
The hair ball hangs idly on the rounder cattle and is accompanying the nataka red beans in its arch. Hearing the words swells and shrinks several times, it seems to be cheering.
Thousands of thin myceliums bloomed like fireworks, and the gentle breeze and rain moistened things silently into the ground.
”Boom.”
There was a soft sound like soap bubbles breaking under the two people's feet, and countless mycelium spewed out like a volcanic eruption, knocking the mountain and the potted plants high and flying away.
Shan Ye let out a miserable cry, ”Damn, I'm afraid of heights!...Ah!”
Bai Qiong snickered and built a pergola with his hands.
Lin Chou swept around, ”What about the drunk bear?”
Bai Qiongshou shrugged, ”I went down the mountain early in the morning, and the lady boss followed.”
”What kind of boss?”
”Well, that's the one you brought back yesterday!”
”...”
The potted plant watched as he flew over half of the hillside, over the fence, and had no intention of landing. On the face of him was a giant hill-like beast—the quasi-head of the hair ball, which was really not good.