Chapter 1329： The third-class disability of jujube in the pan (1/2)
The speaker was unintentional and the listener intentionally, not to mention the fact that the eavesdropper's technique is really bad, and his ears are almost pricked up.
A group of evolutionists glared at the wandering demon, this talkative guy, hating iron for nothing, the good guy Boss Lin finally stopped for a few days, and Ning wanted to do something again?
The wandering devil raised his eyebrows, his fists clenched and rattled, his face was provocative and eager to try.
”What are you looking at?”
I...
we...
What not to look at...
So a group of evolutionaries glared at Lin Chou, trying to make this guy repent and rebehave after learning his mistakes with angry eyes.
”Huh?” Lin Chou's eyes floated over.
Counseled, counseled simply and clearly.
The MMP in the hearts of a group of people, the world is full of power and oppression of the weak.
What can I do, I can't fight, I can't run away, I can only watch Boss Lin who is going to close the store and run away and the completely unreliable thinking that the customer is God.
——His personality of someone Lin has never been reliable!
at night.
Various source crystal lighting facilities, fires, and car lights make several spectacular winding light belts formed under the Hetao Corridor.
Lin Chou and the wandering magic dog huddled together beside the fire, roasting the pigeons.
In the boiling spring next to it, warming the hot Lei Niu butter tea.
”Speaking of the yellow sand worm...”
”Yeah,” The Wandering Demon's technique of roasting pigeons is not good, and he can't always find the point where the temperature is just right. The pigeon in his hand looks raw after battering, ”That thing is not easy to deal with. It is huge, burrows into the ground, poisonous, and lives in groups.”
Lin Chou nodded in relief.
”Is it tasty?”
This time it was the Wanderer’s turn to scratch his head. He touched a bottle of Binzhen beer, twisted his thumb and index finger, the bottle cap flew, and a bottle of wine fell into his stomach instantly.
”The venom glands and skins of the yellow sand worms are the top quality materials, and they are very valuable. As for whether they are delicious or not... uh... the stuff has an empty stomach. It is full of arsenopyrite and no meat!”
Lin Chou gestured in the shape of a tube,
”Understand? It's empty, how thick is the skin?”
”Dozens of centimeters.”
The wandering demon threw the half-baked pigeon into his mouth and chewed it halfway.
His eyes were deep.
Unexpectedly? I'm an old traveler? There was a day of elopement?
male?
What's wrong with the man?
Are men better than dogs?
Lin Chou squints at the wandering demon?
”I always think you have some very rude thoughts.”
The wandering demon panicked,
”Ah no, I mean it's boring to always play with dogs.”
Lin Chou: ”???”
The wandering demon can't wait for a hand knife to overturn his own Tianling Gai-
Your mother sells batches? What happened to Lao Tzu today? Why do you want to explain what's in your mind?
Is it really like what those evolutionists said, Lin Chou can really infect his ”straight-spoken” attributes to the people around him, and when he thinks about something, he can't help but miss it?
In my memory, it seems that only the aura of the warlock master has this effect...
Then the wandering demons lost their minds again? Thinking of the fear of all the evolutionists being dominated by the dark purple, inextricably unlucky halo.
Yes, that's right? Even the dignified dog wanderer can't be exempted from this stuff.
Wandering Demon's mouth twitches?
”Animals? Bugs? How can anyone turn this attribute of bad luck into a halo to use? What's the name of such a tall man?”
”Wait, why did I say it again?”
”It's poisonous!”