Chapter 1167： Try dishes (2/2)
”Fart, only a fool would have sex, the probability is really one in two percent! Hey! And Mingguang also sent his wife, it happened that the commission came to the door with a booklet, and the selection range covered the entire Mingguang!”
”Hey, I can't afford it if I post it. The tax is very expensive, it's too much to eat, and I need makeup.”
”...”
”The game is better, just lick the screen when you think about your wife.”
”...”
”I have never been caught off guard, my temper is gentle, cute and meowing.”
”...”
Cough cough cough, in short, given that the two parties sometimes come up with scenes of two-dimensional and real world beatings under the mountain from time to time, Lin Chou no longer has any expectations about ”probability”.
The key point is that the neon dragon's'probability' is the skill level at any rate, and the'probability' in the bear's paw is the probability that the skill will appear or not? Isn't this cheating!
Lin Chou scanned Wei Tianxing over and over again with his true vision ability that became unfamiliar after leaving the system.
”Well, chances are the problem. A situation like Master Wei should be a failure, and no special effects have been activated.”
Finally,
”Then what can you start? As usual, start with the highest level, one from the fifth level, and the fourth level to the third level... It's easy to save if there is a problem.”
All Mingguang people’s cognition of the cataclysm era starts from close or negative contact. The easiest way is to find someone to eat it. .
The bald guy in the crowd wiped his head.
”Isn't it better to just find a first-order one? If you can eat the first-order one, wouldn't it save the 5432 experiment? It's more cost-effective to hang a first-order one than a 5432 if you really mess up?”
Lin Chou: (?ω?)
Damn it, why didn't I find this comrade's brain circuit so peculiar? Don’t you know that the higher the rank, the stronger the vitality, the easier the rescue?
Lin Chou pointed his bald head,
”Wonderful, you are the only one here.”
Bald head: ”!!!”
The bald head looked at the delicate white porcelain plate in front of the delicate bear paw meat that resembled a large square and square Dongpo meat. I wanted to cry without tears. In this cool and paper-like world, what can give me the last touch of warmth? ? ?
Everyone cheer,
”Don't worry, you hang up, our whole mountain men will take care of the swallows for you.”
The strength of the bald head is indeed crippled, but it is a spiritual giant that many people envy and can't envy, and exists like a big boss.
”Bald people are bald, and people who have all lost hair have nothing to be afraid of!”
The bald head endured the urge to curse, closed his eyes, and swallowed.
”Fuck... hot and hot...”
He really didn't expect this thing to be so hot, maybe there is a small volcano hidden under the cold surface, right?
However, other than being hot...it can't be described.
The bald head thinks this is probably why some people are called critics, some people are called gourmets, some people are called foodies, and some people can only be called customers...
The bear's paw meat itself did not have the nasty smell he heard from the rumors, it was complete and there was no trace of it.
It’s like Zhubajie swallowed ginseng fruit too quickly and didn’t taste anything carefully. It just feels like a little sweet and sticky gum, just such a little taste and a touch on the tip of the tongue, but it makes him feel better. A few seconds later, his taste buds came to life instantly, and his brain began to signal hunger. ,
a long time,
”Wow...”