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Huo Cheng's body trembled, and he intuitively felt that it was not a good word, but his hand speed was too slow, and he didn't have time to cover the mouth of the city lord, and the city lord had already said it.

"Have you forgotten? Zombies don't have that. ”

Huo Cheng subconsciously retorted: "I have." ”

The lord smiled: "I'm not talking about a noun, but a verb. ”

Noun? Verb?

Huo Cheng froze.

The lord of the castle said in a tone that you are already terminally ill, "Unfortunately, the current level of technology cannot solve this problem, but we are already working on it, and I believe that although technology cannot solve your problems, I believe that God will solve all your problems - including giving you an intact and functioning organ." ”

The tone of the first few sentences is still that of the doctor comforting the hopeless patient, and the tone of the last few sentences changes sharply and becomes a large pyramid scheme.

"Come, read with me, and ask the gods to give me an intact ding. Fourth. ”

Huo Cheng looked at her in disbelief.

He trembled and said: "Qingqing, although I know you, you have always been very, um, compared, um, and have a changeable personality, but, I don't know, you can still be so undisciplined." ”

The city lord replied indifferently: "In Ding. In front of Ding, all discipline is nothing. ”

Huo Cheng: "......"

I'm sorry, Qingqing, I woke up late, I didn't expect you to be terminally ill, this is obviously an advanced stage of dramatic cancer, there is no cure, and the medicine is in vain.

"Believe me, the end of science is theology, you must believe that there must be a god who is silently watching you at infinity light years, ah no, silently watching me, and he will definitely meet all my needs."

Huo Cheng faced the guy in front of him who had fallen into the quagmire of theology, and he wanted to dedicate everything he had to the gods, and considered his words, "That, Qingqing, I think what you said may be right, the end of science and technology may be theology," Huo Cheng faced the city lord with a look of your superiority, and continued with difficulty: "But, don't you think that science has not yet come to an end?" I think there's still a lot of research! There are still a lot of mysteries to be solved. ”

Huo Cheng carefully wiped his sweat, oh my God, he could speak in a hurry.

The lord smiled and said, "Those unsolved mysteries are the work of the gods, and science cannot explain them." ”

Huo Cheng: "......" This is digging another hole for yourself?

He tried to distract the lord of the castle.

"Qingqing, the soup is ready. The meat is ready to cook. ”

The lord of the castle looked at the bubbling milky white soup base, licked his lips, and refused with difficulty, "No, in my eyes, nothing is more important than you, you just follow me now, the gods will hear it." ”

Huo Chengsheng had nothing to love, and said in his heart, whether it was me or the thing that was three inches below my umbilicus was important.

He hit a spirit, and suddenly thought of a brilliant way to refuse.

"Qingqing, what's the name of your god?"

Lord of the Castle: "......"

Lingbao couldn't stop laughing, as if he had an epilepsy. "Hahahahaha-ko! My lord, are you speechless! Hahahahaha! Still Mrs. Awesome! ”

Lord of the Castle: "......"

Lord Castle: "I think his name is Amin." ”

Lingbao: "...... your senses, you're crazy, you actually named the gods privately!" Yes! Apologize, sir, that god is not your nonsense! It's real! What if he hears it!

Huo Cheng: "......" Qingqing floated away, and now he has no brains to fool people.

The City Lord continued: "In the dark, I think that the god must have given birth to a dragon and a phoenix, majestic and majestic, words cannot describe his appearance, and all the modifiers in the world are an insult to him. ”

Lingbao: "My lord, I misjudged you, you are the kind of flattering villain!" ”

"What do you say? ＂

Lingbao: "I mean, you're a gentleman who understands current affairs. ”

"Hmm."

The Huo family was messy in the wind outside the door, and their minds were chaotic.

Huo Xin: "It's my delusion, no, my cousin is so slippery now." Could it be that my cousin really only suffered from a psychotoxin before, and now he has been cured by his sister-in-law? ”

Marshal Huo: Crazy.

Huo Xiaogu: "I also have this feeling." ”

Marshal Huo: Another crazy one.

After half a ring.

Huo Xinhuo's sister-in-law Marshal Huo: What! Cousin\Ding of the small town. Ding didn't work? Is my Huo family going to be the last one? It's over, sister-in-law \ Qingqing is already crazy, can't be cured, now it's socialism, and theology doesn't work.

Aunt Huo beeped quietly: "Should I go find a few old Chinese medicine doctors to show Xiaocheng." ”

Marshal Huo pondered: "Do you think that Western medicine or Chinese medicine will work in this regard?" “

Aunt Huo stammered slightly: "This, I, I, I don't have it, that organ, no, no, I don't know very much." After speaking, he looked at Marshal Huo expectantly.

Marshal Huo was furious, "Does it mean that I know very well?" ”

The city lord sighed slightly, "Grandpa, I didn't hear Ah Cheng and I when you leaned on the door before, but now you are yelling out a bit too much." ”

The three generations of the Huo family turned red at the same time.

Listening to the corner of the junior \ cousin, and being discovered, this is not something to show off.

"Ah Cheng, let's take the pot out, grandpa is so old that it's hard to listen to the corner."

Marshal Huo was embarrassed, and at the same time thought that my grandson would definitely not pull my face.

"Hmm."

This slap in the face came a little timely.

I've been eating this hot pot for a long time.

"Ah Cheng, help me stew more fans," the city lord said coquettishly, as if he had inadvertently remembered something, "Oh, by the way, I'll go and serve you eight treasure porridge." ”

Huo Cheng held her down: "I'll go." ”

The Lord shook his head, "No, I still have to make some potions for you." You can sit here and be your family cook, oh yes, pour more vinegar after the vermicelli is fished out. ”

Huo Cheng nodded helplessly.

Marshal Huo smiled and said, "Qingqing is so jealous." ”

The city lord raised his eyebrows, nodded yes, and smiled like a flower, "That's not it, especially I love to eat the vinegar that your grandson poured on me." ”

Marshal Huo's teeth ached.

After half a ring, a large bowl of eight-treasure porridge was served, and Huo Cheng was worried that her hands would be hot, so he hurriedly took it.

The fragrance of various grains spread out in all directions, carrying a strange sweet aroma that instantly filled the entire room, and even suppressed the rich and spicy hot pot flavor.

Huo Xin slowed down his eating speed slightly, and his mouth was still stained with red chili oil, "Is this the eight-treasure porridge that my sister-in-law said that gathers many Chinese medicinal materials and various medicines, and is extremely rich in energy?" Will my cousin get better if he drinks this? ”

The Castle Lord smiled and nodded, "Of course. ”

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