Chapter 1172： The name of the dish that was tampered with (1/2)
Unlucky?
Hehe~
Compared with the innocence and respect (ao) and strictness (jiao) of the baby girl, that is nothing!
Seeing or not knowing, I was shocked at first sight.
The uncle Warlock, who made everyone in Mingguang feel stunned and eager to hold his head, never relied on strength, but his unlucky attributes that would be contagious.
In any case, it is the first time in their lives that 100% of people have seen a warlock being beaten up by a group.
I have to say that the uncle Warlock is really a potential all-purpose sandbag. Every time the illusory spirit body gets punched and kicked, a gray mist bursts out, just like shouting out the confidence and pride of the cement at the entrance of the village. It gives people a very special sense of accomplishment, and of course the onlookers are also particularly enjoyable.
Fists and fists to the flesh and feet into the soul, fists and feet and the spirit body are like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and they have to chuckle and burn.
Lin Chou opened his mouth and stood there solemnly for a long time.
After thinking about it, after all, he put the soup bowl in his hand on the table next to Master Warlock...
Well, after all, anger is hard to commit.
The warlock stretched out his trembling hand,
”Lin Zi you...”
Lin Chouquan didn't hear it.
A few minutes later, Si Gao made the same screams as she did not meet her identity when she saw the discount promotion in the supermarket.
”This, this! The product of the rules?”
Uncle Warlock glanced at Wei Qingyu helplessly, in exchange for huge blank eyes.
I have to say, to a certain extent, the beauty of Yinyan is really the eldest sister Wei Qingyu and the uncle Warlock...er...common...er...
Anyway, just think about this stuff in your heart, and it's going to kill you if you say it.
”The world is amazing!” Si Gao's unparalleled mental power fluctuations washed back and forth on Wei Qingyu's body like a huge ocean, causing her clothes to hunt and hunt. He sighed while scanning, ”Fragile carbon-based creatures, but With this kind of bug-like ability, isn't this young lady a child of the plane?”
Master Warlock muttered,
”Language talent is okay. I only came here twice to learn Chinese.”
Wei Qingyu's eyes crossed.
”You're a gangster? Believe it or not, my mother gave you a finger on the spot?”
Few people have been forcibly scanned by mental power. Wei Qingyu feels like being stripped of Chi Guoguo and standing in front of a void creature and letting him play with it, there is no secret from the inside out.
The weak version of the uncle Warlock urged while sucking the almighty pig blood soup.
”Yes, poke him with a finger, and he can't take care of himself. At least one-third of his will has been transferred to this clone. You can smash one more as soon as you go down with your finger!”
The will is divided into two, one-third and two-thirds, so theoretically it seems that two-thirds are indeed one-third fathers?
Si Gao was terrified,
#`O′)...”
With the competitive pressure on the void side, his strength suddenly weakened by one-third, fearing that he would be chewed by some guys and there would be no bones left.
Wei Qingyu sneered.
Si Gao said with a soft emotion,
”The main material plane cannot be generalized to the lower planes. Human beings are indeed a race favored by the Creator.”
The warlock filled his mouthful of pork blood soup, and the smell of onion in his mouth became obvious.
When he was about to get up, his body softened, but his whole body strength was lost again.
The warlock glanced sadly at the beauty of the silver flame who was seriously enjoying the bear paw.
”Fuck... come here... Linzitang... Soup... soon... I'm going to be squeezed dry...”