Chapter 33: The Revenge of the Blood Boss (30)
Hua Sai looked at Yu Yaorong and seriously pondered how to burn the things on the chain, and he was really speechless. In any case, he is also a business wizard, why is this IQ not online!!
Let's not talk about whether this tentacle-like insect can be burned, even if it can be successfully removed, it can't be burned while hanging an iron chain! This is certainly not heating iron! The worm hasn't gone out yet, but it has killed itself first!
And although there is air here, who knows if it is sealed or not? If the air here is limited, doesn't that accelerate consumption? If the torch accidentally falls, if it alarms something below, do they want to extinguish it?
Headache! She really thinks highly of Yu Yaorong!
Hua Sai glanced at Yu Yaorong contemptuously, casually turned around Yan Lu beside him, and said in an arrogant and cold tone: "Little cutie! Look, it's called resourcefulness! Learn a little, otherwise you won't know how to die! β
Yan Lu smiled evilly, stood behind the flower sacrifice, encircled the person in his arms and said, "With Ah Li here, I don't need to be resourceful!" β
Hua Xi poked Yan Lu's waist and glanced in the direction of Yu Qingfeng.
"Got it!" Yan Lu comprehended, let go of the person in his arms, walked to Yu Qingfeng, and said, "Uncle Yu, I don't know what you think?" β
"I think if it will suddenly disconnect, it will definitely be connected. It can't be without other levels. Yu Qingfeng was on guard against the Flower Festival, and those who were close to the Flower Festival still had to be on guard, and before the last moment, I didn't know if the junior in front of him would target him and secretly stumble on him!
"I think so too, and I don't know how the ancients built such a large tomb? One has to admire. But where will this so-called mechanism be? Yan Lu said in a humble and orderly manner, and as for the defensive looks of others, he was also very indifferent.
A humble son, restrained and steady, he is talking about him, and his expression is always cold and careless. Different from the casualness on the face of the flower festival, in addition to the seven points of carelessness on her face, there is always a three-point evil and cold and detached smile on her face, and her eyes are misty, but they are very well hidden.
She's dangerous!! But...... He......
"Where does Uncle Yu think this so-called organ is?"
"Doesn't Xiao Yan already have an answer? Don't play dumb riddles with my uncle and me, you young people! β
The flower festival pricked up his ears, listened to the conversation between the two, and secretly said, it is worthy of being the person who can coax the original owner home for experiments, and there are two brushes!
- Could this Yu Yaorong not be Yu Qingfeng's son? This IQ gap is too big! Could it be that he inherited his mother?
γβ¦β¦ Host, I think you're probably overthinking! I think this Yu Yaorong may be pretending! Lack of IQ?! How can it be!
- Quite right! If he talks too much, he just wants to do things.
γ......γTalk as if you don't do things? Look at the archaeologists, obsessed, holding a magnifying glass, a piece of broken skin can be seen for a long time, and their legs can't move. You didn't coax you in.
[Host, that kid seems to be looking at you? He couldn't have found something, did he? γ
- What do you say?
[How do I know?] γ
"What are you thinking?"
"Miss you!"
γ......γPhew! Dog host, beware of lying and being thundered by the sky!
"Got it?" Hanamari glanced at the bricks on the side.
"Hmmm! He's guarding me? β