Chapter 1190： Mingguang Diplomacy (2/2)
”It's the hen~ Translate? You have to translate! Nangmeng are all cooks...”
Isn't it a cook?
After going back, everybody has 150,000 circulation points. It is absolutely safe to follow Tier 6 bosses!
If there is an accident, one of the immediate family members will be selected for the job.
Hey, as soon as the words come out, okay...
There are a few scumbags who are not up to date, and the old guy who is over sixty years old can't wait to mention that he shovels the shovel and knocks the gates of the city of Wolf City to you, and gives his little bunnies a chance to live and work in peace and contentment!
With the actions of the first cook, the chefs gradually became noisy, and the unloading screamed and yelled, in short, it was as if they had arrived home.
”Who saw my chili oil... the chili came from Xue Laona, don't lose it.”
”Master Gungun has eaten two barbecues in a row. Now I have to drink soup. The weather is too hot and it will get angry!”
”Beep beep, wait for Lao Tzu to raise the fire first.”
”Where is the water, there is no water source around here?”
The old man with the stick wanted to say that there were many pearl-like hot springs and boiling springs at the foot of Wolf City. That was the pride of Great Wolf City. However, after a certain grandson surnamed Lin came here once, what happened.. .
Zhu Ge Tiexin, who has died once, gritted his teeth bitterly beside him.
”How to do?”
The old man cane took a deep breath.
”What do you mean.”
”Mingguang deceives people too much, it deceives people too much!!”
The old man cane gave him a strange look.
”Then you go and kill it.”
Zhu Ge's face turned green.
”I...”
The old man cane chuckled,
”Before you failed to attack Mingguang, I can stew it into a pot now. Who will let you defeat?”
Zhu Ge Tiexin's complexion changed from green to blue, changing again and again.
”Then...Is it really going to let this sixth-order strange beast enter the city...”
”Why let it enter the city? Do you know it?”
Zhu Ge was stunned,
”But...then it doesn't say that it is Mingguang...”
The old man cane rod smiled,
”Who said that? Do you know Mingguang's words?”
”Yes, it said...”
Snapped!
Zhu Ge Tiexin clutched his face and plate that was bruised by the rattan stick, and insisted in one bite.
”I don't know, I forgot!”
The old man cane stick still maintains a kind and aging smile.
”Go, send them a few buckets of water, ask them what else they need, and open up the supply.”
Zhu Ge Tiexin: ”...”
The sturdy man with his body wounds decorated with skulls and bones turned around for a long time, and said in a daze.
”Good, good...”