Chapter 1188： Yo, enjoy the dishes~ (2/2)
Wu Ke: ”I, I, I, I come, I come!”
Warlock: ”Electric shock, absolutely easy to use, this thing is whether the person is a ghost girl or a cute girl, universal, there is no problem with electricity.”
The female ghost sister cried out wow,
”I'm all right...oooooo...I'm really all right...”
Cang Dang.
”Dirty stuff!” Shan Ye slapped the table with a slap, ”You don't even know how to step on a horse, what kind of little sister?”
Huang Dashan's eyes gradually turned into pure red. Normal people would find it terrifying when they looked at it, not to mention the female ghost sister who already understood a little bit what the red represents.
The female ghost sister shivered like root noodles, tentatively,
”Huh?”
”Hahaha, it's comfortable!” Huang Dashan slapped the table and laughed, ”Thieves are comfortable, the little girl has something!”
”It's really nasty,” the warlock curled his lips in disdain, ”you're the only one who can be **** your body, and you're left with your mouth.”
”Cough cough cough cough...” Huang Dashan coughed frantically, pointing at the warlock's fingers trembling, ”I'm fighting with you!”
The warlock looked up and down, left and right, all kinds of slanted mountain masters, through the hollow face, you can see that the warlock’s face is full of contempt written in capitals.
”Mouth me.”
Huang Dashan: ”...”
He was not angry enough to lose his mind.
I can probably remember not to mention the beating of Warlock, but the uncle Warlock didn't hear the rooster screaming under his body, and even if he touched him, he might get some indescribable disease.
”Oh your sister! Good, grandpa admits, I can't fight you strange things so much...hetui...”
The warlock laughed,
”Hahaha.”
Shan Ye had to cast his anger on the tiger who had been hanging on for a long time.
”Mamapi, this product is so maddening I, I learned an idiom from it, you made it, you make it, tigers and tigers-I followed this dog and turned three hills before catching him, mad inserted You can almost take off with the wings!”
Shan Ye is a pure materialist. His moving speed is a little bit faster. Bai Qiongshou is half a dashboard faster than him if he cuts one leg...
Wu Ke crooked his mouth and looked at Xizi's trembling female ghost sister with great distress.
”I saw you and didn't run? Your brain is broken, right...”
Wu Ke swallowed the words ”ugly” into his stomach again, and suddenly choked with a bunch of full hiccups.
Shan Ye snorted coldly.
”Lao Tzu Tier 4 is also Tier 4, run a hook B, run... But then, hey, count it, see that the tiger's head is missing, and smash the skull with a punch to ensure that his death is safe and painless. ”
Wu Ke rolled his eyes,
”Do you hear that this is human words...”
Lin Chou had already skinned the tiger and opened half of it when these guys wrangled. His movements were unsatisfactory. At the moment, he was busy feeling sorry for the tiger’s skull.
”Naughty animal! Alienated tigers are very rare in the first place, so if a tiger wants to smash someone's head, he can't keep it for me as a decoration??”
It really hurts.
The scope of Lin Chou's collection is roughly equivalent to that of recipes, and he especially loves all kinds of food waste, fur and bones.
And more than once, some people complained that the decoration of the small hall was the same as the fairy cave in the haunted house before the cataclysm, but he was proud of it.
Huang Dashan is dull and silent anymore-I'm afraid that he will be on his face if it is not a pan.
After finally catching up with the tiger, he patronized and vented his anger. He didn’t even think about it. According to his thoughts, you only saw Grandpa Da Shan kneeling on the ground and knocking three heads. Thank you, Master Shan. patronize? You run an egg!
The warlock took the opportunity to hook the fire,
”Oh, good tiger head and tiger brain, this brain can't be eaten. I heard that tiger brain is tender. It is sweeter than monkey brain. Tsk tsk...prodigal son...”
Lin Sorrows his hands and trembles in the kitchen.
”Where's my pot, where's my special pot?”
The warlock thief hung a finger on the [Alien Beast Pan] on the outer wall exuding a dangerous atmosphere.
”Where is there? It's hanging on top of it!”