Chapter 299: Laojun Artifact
Wild Grass: "What do you see?" He felt that his father was unfathomable, and he really couldn't catch up with him.
"Do you see that door?" The mad lion is determined to slant the corners of his mouth, and the big mole on his face is like an exclamation mark: "No matter how big an official you make him, behind closed doors, it is still two families, when will he pat his ass and leave, you can't do anything at all." β
"Huh?" Wild grass was anxious: "What should I do then?" What are you happy about? β
The mad lion just likes his son's reaction, which can set off his own scheming: "You have to capture his heart!" "He grabbed it like pinching a fly to death.
"How?" The second monk of the wild grass was puzzled.
"Did you see that girl from the Knights' Guild?" The mad lion narrowed his eyes in disdain, "It's probably Sherlock in the news." Tiffany's sister. He spat at the ground, "Do you see her youthful virtue?" A meal and a hundred and twenty flattering eyes, as if I was afraid that I would not be able to sell it. β
"Uh...... I didn't pay attention to this, "Crazy grass is a righteous gentleman, who cares about the little girl, which look like Huaichun?"
"You girl, ......" The mad lion felt that his son was either physically problematic or had been called stupid by his unlucky master as a "fool and fool" all day long.
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Isn't it that my son saw his master when he was a child, leaving some psychological shadows!
Damn fire unicorn, dead ghost, if you don't die, I'll beat you to death, you're the queen of my old madman's family!
"Alas!" The Mad Lion sighed at the thought of this.
His son couldn't drift his thoughts that far in half a second: "Dad, what's wrong?" What's the concern? "He really can't keep up with the Grown's train of thought.
"It's okay, you just remember what I said." Wild Lion.
"Aang, remember what?" Wild grass.
"Don't you understand?" The mad lion was so worried that he was afraid of his forehead, "I'll let you find a woman and soak the wilderness." Can't be cheap Knights Association that sassy ****. Is it so straightforward? β
"Oh!" Wild grass slapped the face, "Daddy is far-sighted, this trick is really a draw from the bottom of the kettle, and my son admires it." β
The mad lion rolled his eyelids at him: "Plug me?" β
Wild grass's face turned red: "Dad, you are resourceful, how dare I play tricks with you." There was nothing to do, so I hurried to get ready. My son knew that the thin dancer was touring Budapest, so I wrapped her up......"
"Ang...... Ang Ang ...... "Wild Lion:" Inherit the lineage of the old madman's family? "Beautiful!
"Uh...... Dad, I'll hurry up and let the Sherlock family's Nizi take the lead when I'm done. "The grass head didn't look back and ran away.
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Qinglou.
As the place where the whole of Aragon has been restored and rebuilt the fastest, it proves that the truth of the past and the present is unchangeable: demand determines supply.
Who's to say it isn't?
The big guy of the 100,000 hormone report of the South Daying,
Everywhere there are homeless temporary homeless people with money in their pockets,
There must be a place to vent the suffering of Aragon.
At this time, the first to put aside the moral baggage became the ****** nouveau riche - pimps - to make a living for single women whose husbands had died and the whole family had died.
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It takes less than half a month to decorate it, and it can't be done without a big financier behind it.
Wild grass heard that this "good again" green building is controlled by the Melbourne Grand Magician of the Mage Association, so it is not surprising that it is not surprised by the speed of its miraculous construction.
In any case, as long as the taxes are paid on time, he is happy to see the existence of all industries that can absorb the surplus labor and reduce the factors of social instability.
What's more, now, he is giving new meaning to the major green buildings in Aragon.
The temple is wild grass, and he has a neat warrior character, and he agreed to his father's things and did what he said.
For half a month, we Wild Grass put aside everything at hand, and just accompanied the waste to the brothel. Let him be cool enough, let him be dazzled, so that the Sherlock family's Nizi can't get his side!
Coup!
Simple and straightforward, it works well. You look ridiculous, like a young man who has been abducted.
Before rushing carefully, Wild Grass was worried every day: "Just wait for Meticulous to arrive." Let me show you my wild methods. β
Once she appeared, her dancing posture was outstanding, and she was as affectionate as autumn water, Liu Yan'er flew like no other, and slapped her thigh with wild grass: "I didn't run away from this!" He watched the roast chicken dance carefully, and he slipped his hands and applauded.
Wild grass nodded secretly, thinking: "I'll drug you a fool later, make something happen, and I'll give you a big match!" Let's go! Ha! Dead Ghost Master! Do you think I'm stupid now! β
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We don't know if he's stupid or not, we just know that he definitely hasn't heard of the Scorpion Lick race.
Evolving organisms will choose the means of reproduction that are most conducive to the continuation of the population.
Like humans, huh...... Or humanoids...... Well...... Well, or the Scorpion.
They live in underground caves and can only live for five, six or seven days in their lives.
This race has survived to the present day, and you can imagine how efficient it has been to reproduce.
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Wushan clouds and rain, believe in the horses by the reins, the sky thunders and the earth fire, and the color is empty.
After a night, Arabic walked out of the girl's boudoir, knowing to cover the door. There is a fine stream of performing arts and not selling her body, like every woman who has been desolate, and the fine who is in a coma is too late to stop this bad guy who eats and vomits.
Fortunately, our Wild Grass Lord had the foresight to prepare a sedan chair and wait at the door, to catch it.
Wild grass stopped thinking in his heart: "Don't you know nothing?" Then you definitely can't tell which ones are the ones that can be casually by you*** and which ones are the dancers who don't sell their bodies. "Hah! Catch your personal stolen goods and get them, see if you are convinced!
During the reconstruction of Aragon, the chief of staff of the Nanda Battalion abused his power and raped the famous artist! Murder of the head!
Headlines!
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Oh people.
I'm afraid of being smart.
Wild grass was dumbfounded, and the advantage was that people couldn't even say a complete sentence.
It took us half a day to draw up effective information from the ridiculous rebuttal, and this conclusion scared him out of the light: this mysterious man is not happy, he comes from such a morally degraded uncivilized tribe, they eat insects and don't sleep, they just engage women at night, and they will engage in which one of the opposite sex they meet, and sometimes several people of different genders meet, and they will mess with each other and make a mess!
"OMG!" Only then did the wild grass realize how naΓ―ve his idea of moral kidnapping was - he couldn't really arrest him as a rapist.