Chapter 322: You're pretty good, too
"Ding, disturb people to focus on the battle, and get 1 million F-level lottery draws. ”
Huairen's system was shocked by the reminder, and he gracefully took the fork and silently forked a piece of it for himself.
The beef cattle that were originally delicious are even more delicious at this time.
I didn't expect that this way I could also earn the number of lottery draws.
It seems that there are also benefits to being Huairen.
I took a look at the number of my draws.
[The remaining number of draws: 150W for F grade, 123 times for E grade.] 】
Looking at his own draws, the number of his own draws has increased a lot.
At the same time, he thought, 'Wait a minute, these people must be looking for him to buy beef, but...... Am I not selling, or not selling, or not selling. ’
In the end, the answer is simple, don't sell!
Definitely not for sale!
I don't sell it by all means!
It is not sold and there are many lottery draws, and it is still a lot of the kind.
Sold, so many people, this bit of beef cattle is definitely not enough.
So......
I chose not to sell.
......
No matter how fierce the battle ahead was, Huairen still went his own way.
Slowly eating beef, drinking a little wine.
It's like you're out of the woods.
When Huairen made the second piece of beef cattle......
A figure ran over, and Mu Junsong ended the battle just now.
At this time, the bare upper body is covered with blue blood.
Even when you look at things, it feels blue.
He knew that his vision seemed to be obscured by this blue thing.
Stretched out his big hand and wiped it on his face.
Unceremoniously drank the wine that Huairen had opened and drank it down against the bottle.
After drinking, he threw the bottle away and exhaled deeply: "Ahhh
That's how life is, a fight.
When you're done, drink a little wine and eat the barbecue.
The days couldn't be more beautiful, Huairen won my heart.
Huairen looked at the wine bottle next to him, raised his eyebrows and said, "That's quite expensive!"
It's not that I feel sorry for the wine, I just feel that Mu Junsong is so good.
I feel a little sorry for this bottle of wine.
"It's okay, I'm rich!" Mu Jinsong patted his chest and smiled heartily
Then he looked at the meat that Huairen was making and felt good, although it still looked a little bloodshot.
But this kind of eating is more competitive and very enjoyable.
didn't care if Huairen was still roasting, he reached out and stuffed the beef cow into his mouth.
The gravy is mixed with the unripe taste of unpoisoned wine in the mouth, and the taste is very different for a while.
After eating his stomach simply, he patted his stomach, looked at Huairen and said, "Another 30 yuan!"
"Come by yourself!" Huairen put the beef on the table and glanced at Mu Junsong
Oh, oh my wine.
Eat my flesh and let me roast it for you.
I want the beauty of a fart!
Is that the kind of person I am?
Obviously not, only others screamed at me to score.
Mu Junsong was not polite at all and achieved Huairen's position.
Start cutting the meat, roasting it.
In one go, it is much smoother than Huairen's movements.
Putting the meat on the ceramics of the grill, he looked at Huairen and smiled: "You should also fight more, don't stay in the small shop every day, it's easy to be decadent." ”
This Huairen is good everywhere, but he doesn't have the momentum of young people.
It feels a little out of step with the profession of a martial artist.
Warriors don't go out of the forest every day to hunt for treasure.
It's to trouble the source beast and get a few source beasts back to fight the tooth sacrifice.
And Huairen is good, he is holding back in the store every day, flirting with his own kid and talking about Fengyue.
Huairen stood on a high slope, holding the crystal cup in his hand, and asked, "Why should I fight? ”
Picked up the crystal cup and took a sip on the barren realm.
He smiled again, "At least it's safe, isn't it?"
I also want to fight, but ......
A few months ago, I was a weak chicken, and I only knew how to play with my sister at home.
Protected by my sister, you let me run away now and try my best not to joke.
I want to live a few more years.
Even if it changes now, it still can't change this habit.
In a word, it's getting used to it.
It's hard to change.
Safe...... , Mu Junsong thought about it, nodded and said, "Yes!"
The dead master didn't teach him anything useful, but there was one thing he felt that the dead master was right.
That's ......
Don't interfere with the will of others.
To put it simply, everyone has their own aspirations.
The ambition of the bird's nest is probably what it means.
Individuals have their own way of living.
......
This battle lasted for 6 hours.
It was slowly over, and everyone was cleaning up the battlefield.
Clean up the remnants of the brothers' broken arms.
Although they had the upper hand, the monks were not iron-clad.
Naturally, there are times when you are not careful, and in this case, if you are not careful, you will be killed on the spot.
Huairen was watching from behind.
It's not that sad, after all, I don't know each other.
Saddened by strangers, he felt a little self-inflicted.
And Mu Junsong silently ate the barbecue.
From the beginning to the end, I felt like I hadn't eaten enough.
The two of them maintained this state until Shi Chengzhou and Wanhuacheng came over.
Shi Chengzhou Wanhua City no longer has the leisurely appearance that he came here from.
At this time, he was also embarrassed, and blue blood slowly dripped down his hair.
The clothes on his body were even more tattered, and only green remained.
That is, there is no such thing as wind in this space, otherwise it will be cold if it blows.
Shi Chengzhou first cast a "Cleansing Spell" on Wanhua City, and then cast a "Dust Removal Spell".
In this way, Wanhua City looks a lot better.
The blue stain was tossed aside under the control of the Stone City Spell.
Then he cast these two spells on himself.
Then the two casually put on a Taoist robe, and then walked to the grill.
One of them took a slice of beef and began to eat it.
In fact, they have already passed the low-level stage of eating and drinking.
But......
After each battle, eat something.
There's always a little bit of a feeling of being alive.
"It tastes good!" Shi Chengzhou snapped his lips, tasted the taste, looked at Huairen and said, "This is probably the demon beast meat of the Yuan Infant Stage, right?"
Ten thousand laws have the same end, and the demon beast is the source beast, and they are all beasts.
Although the cultivation methods are different, in the end, they all use spiritual power to refine the physical body.
Essentially, I can't check much.
"Yes!" Huairen nodded, pointed to Mu Junsong, who was busy with work, and said, "Mu Junsong beat it! ”
For this, Huairen didn't feel that there was anything wrong.
Wanhua City: ......
So, how lucky you are.
You can eat the meat of the demon beast in the infancy stage, and you don't fight it yourself.
It's been a very good day.
So envious.
Compared with Huairen, he is fighting to the death.
What's the point?
Shi Chengzhou smiled, looked at Mu Junsong and said, "Brother Dao's strength is really powerful!"
Although the humanoid pioneer is small, its physical strength is no worse than that of the beast.
And it's more flexible.
He watched from behind Mu Junsong finish the humanoid pioneer in a short period of time.
It's really amazing.
"Average!" Mu Junsong scratched his head embarrassedly and replied, "You guys are also very good!"
What is not powerful, the little monk who praised me is red, okay.
As a child from the mountains, he is still a little shy to receive this kind of praise.