Chapter 441： Jellyfish Soup (Part 2) (2/2)
”Ding.”
The surface of the multi-edge hammer is like it has been eroded for thousands of years in an instant, quickly rusted and rotted, and small metal **** and rust have fallen off its surface.
After an hour, there was only a handful of scraps left in the multi-edge page hammer.
”[Mozhi convenient shovel]
--Originally, an old locust tree that grew on the ancient battlefield, sucked the blood of heroic spirits on the battlefield, and grew up. It was 7.8 million years old to open up spiritual wisdom, a catastrophe, ten thousand purple thunders, and the remaining body changes It became a weird shape. It is said that using it for cooking is more delicious!
Only available to the owner of the Doomsday Pavilion.
skill:
1. Transplant.
2. Cultivation.
3. Ling Ling
(The new shoots of the old tree live and die, and feel the power of unpredictability.
Sophora japonica is the ghost in the wood, to the yin and evil, can pass the quiet.
The ghost who died under Huai will never be overborn;
The soul that resides on Huai will not enter into reincarnation. )
4. The weight of moving mountains.
(This hammer is alive, and its weight coincides with the number of people spitting out every night. After being integrated with the convenient shovel, if the host holds it, it weighs 104,000 kilograms. If someone else holds it, it must have the power to move mountains and fill the sea.
It's really getting less and less reliable. I just took the path of science fiction, and now I am starting to cultivate Xianxia?
Why don't you go to heaven!
Lin Chou began to feel that his mental endurance had reached the upper limit, and if he got something out of the **** system, he would have to drive him crazy.
When he returned to the house with a convenient shovel without any change in appearance, Ye Luan, Bonsai, and Miss Jiang were sitting at a table playing cards.
The chin of Miss Jiang's face is covered with paper strips, thickly like Santa's beard.
”what's going on?”
The potted plant smiled,
”Come on, do you want to play Doudizhu...”
Nonsense, of course not to play.
The three women happen to be in a scene, so let's not make trouble with it.
Miss Jiang didn't dare to open her mouth when she spoke, for fear that the slip of paper covering her face would fall off and she would have to touch it again.
”Why is it always me who loses?”
The potted plants are a little better, at least two pieces of face are glued symbolically, Ye Luan, a complete novice, is incredible, there is not even a note on his face.
Potted road,
”The note will be gone soon, you are about to lose.”
Jiang Nu hummed,
”Isn't it just a meal, this lady can still afford it.”
Don't you have to look at where to eat a meal.
For example, the Lin's Xiaoguan, that is called a clearly marked price.
The only drawback is that it is expensive, too expensive to die for.
Lin Chou opened the door again and saw that a dozen wilderness chariots full of corpses of strange animals came to the small hall that had not been patronized for many days, and they stopped in the courtyard.