Chapter 1171： I was born with her (1/2)

The warlock thought for a while.

Most of the collections of void creatures are really collections. The full inventory has been forgotten in the corner of the corner for tens of thousands of years. It is purely a basic operation. It’s a rare thing.” Even if it’s worthy of this thing, the stainless steel basin enjoyed the same treatment back then. After all, it was just a collection. For some reason, the stuff that really helped the void creatures’ strength and influence was on the spot. It's used, where is the mind to make a collection.

Therefore, the lost and ruined are not worth distressing.

The warlock felt that there was no need for Si Gaoyi to cheat himself for a little bit of face. After all, this is the home of your warlock uncle...

Dare to do things on the Yanhui Mountain, regardless of your identity or identity. If you don't beat a careful creature, you can't take care of yourself, the Warlock Master live broadcasts the inverted diarrhea.

Uncle Warlock really couldn't see anything from that piece of bear's paw meat that was very appetizing at first sight, emmmm, maybe really, as Si Gaoyi said, he was also limited by the environment in which he was in cognitive ability.

As for Si Gao as a pure alien creature, or smuggling, it is also... luck if the local party branch manages not to be purified by the holy light, his eyes and tentacles are...luck? !

Lin Chou, the warlock hesitated so much, made him a little unhappy: it's not you, a little white mouse...cough...what's the story of the customer? Are you the protagonist?

Uncle Warlock has a lot of brains, and he loses a smiling face-let's count it as a smiling face.

”This appearance is so exquisite, I don't have the heart to eat it.”

With that said, while Sgao didn't react, he brought the bigger piece of meat in front of him, and it was just a bite.

”Ok...”

Lin Sorrows his words and stops.

Huang Dashan pierced it without hesitation.

”It's funny, the meat that Linzi personally cuts can still give you an advantage? Believe it or not that the piece on your plate is the same weight as the other piece?”

After taking two bites, the warlock cursed.

”I'm going... there is a piece of meat under this meat??”

Lin Chou kept a smile with the qualities that a treacherous and cunning boss should have,

”That part is the phalanx, I have removed it in order not to affect the taste.”

Si Gao held the meat with the plate in front of him and looked at it from various angles.

”I have impeccable knife skills and impeccable dishes. I walked on various planes and ate countless delicacies. Some of them impressed me, and some... I had to be impressed. The bear's paw of the main material plane was the first. Once eating, this aroma, this gradual color from the outside to the inside, just looking and smelling can make most diners pleasing and satisfying, right?”

Uncle Warlock silently cursed and licked the dog and said,

”There are countless planes, not all planes of the void, have you been to the material world, let me tell you, the food of the main material world is a hundred times stronger than your backcountry, good luck guy.”

”Hey, everyone is a spirit body to some extent, with the same roots, can you not hurt each other-oh oh, it's here, it's changed!”

”What are you talking about... Fuck...” The warlock touched his face, ”Nima, where is my face?”

In the eyes of many melon-eating people, the uncle Warlock’s face transformed by the gray mist and even the entire spiritual body gradually became illusory. Although originally looked illusory enough, it has now reached the level that it may dissipate at any time. If it weren't for the scarlet wildfire flashing in the deep eye sockets, everyone would almost think that the uncle Warlock was about to die.

”I...”

As soon as the uncle Warlock was about to speak, thick mist rushed out from the gap in the cloak, and its powerful aura turned sharply like a leaking balloon.

The gushing thick mist blew open the warlock's hood, revealing a beautiful woman with gleaming silver light resembling Wei Qingyu, and she stood on top of the warlock's head with her eyes closed.

”Fuck... as if... just like alive...”

”It's becoming opaque!”

The silver flame beauty was surrounded by silver flames and the gray mist that originally belonged to the sorcerer, and the surging spiritual force rushed into the sky, and the yellow cloud that would never dissipate was rushed to pieces.

The warlock himself was stunned, terrified, and raised his head and muttered to himself.

”Mom, damn... Lord killer...”

”This perspective is wonderful,” Huang Dashan was full of envy, ”Master Warlock, is the beauty of Yinyan wearing safety pants?”