Lin Chou watched from afar as the bead that was so bright that it was like a small sun of thousands of colors gradually fell towards Tiankeng Lake, and his brows furrowed.

He vaguely felt as if he had seen such a scene somewhere, but he couldn't remember it, and it was very uncomfortable.

The three little ones tidied themselves up and moved back in the direction of the sinkhole - their equipment and the like are still on the ship, you must know that the price of the things in the scientific research institute is not generally expensive, and the people are still holding on to the luck mentality, hoping that the equipment on the ship will not become a piece of residue.

I can't afford it, I really can't afford it!

When they returned to the place where a few people had a big meal, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The boat capsized, and things were scattered on the water, and some of them sank to the bottom of the lake.

Hachi patted his chest,

"Fortunately, our machines are all waterproof."

"Wow~"

The lake suddenly swelled with huge waves, and a large number of bubbles rushed out from the bottom of the water, as if some monster was about to break through the water.

The staff of the scientific research institute didn't think about the equipment anymore, and even ran behind Lin Chou, pretending that they didn't exist.

"Poof~"

The huge Qiongqi swan burst out of the water, rushed into the sky like a sharp arrow, flapped its wings again and again, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

- Only the bleeding buttocks and half-bald backs are left lingering in the memories of Lin Chou's four people!

Lin Chou was stunned and said silently,

"It's so full, this line is so curved, it's a pity."

The remaining three looked at Lin Chou with a strange gaze at the same time, covering their buttocks with a frightened face,

“⊙▃⊙！”

From the noble buttocks of a swan, you can see the full curvature and the metamorphosis of the line, we still have time to run, right? ?

“......”

The meteor smashed into the fire at a distance of about forty or fifty meters, and there was nothing to see in the water, but there were a few cracks in the hull.

But the ground was much more miserable, and it became a big pit of earth.

There were sparks and smoke in the pit, and Lin Chou looked closer to the bottom of the pit.

“......”

What a big chicken wing!

More than ten meters long, the skin and flesh have long been charred, and most of the places are exposed to the bones that have been burned to a gray-brown color.

For a moment, Lin Chou seriously doubted that the unlucky swan had only one wing left after being chiseled head-on, but just now it seemed to have flown away?

"Wait a minute," judging by the golden fluff between the scattered feathers, "this can't be the wings of a winged tiger!" ”

Lin Chou has been thinking about the brain axe for a long time, and he has been thinking about it once he sees it.

After confirming the shape in his mind, Lin Chou smacked his lips,

"Seems to be really..."

For a chef at the entry-level level, there is not much difference between whether there is meat on the bones or not.

Lin Chou brewed his emotions for a while,

"This little flat head is a bit powerful, is there any hidden skill that you are not willing to use?"

(A certain flat-headed brother: Heheda, Ben Ping has no common language with a two-legged creature that doesn't have any effective killing and non-physical attack skills.) ）

Of course, if Lin Chou could hear it, he could also crack the wall like this and despise a certain flat head.

After all, eight catties against eight taels, no one should laugh at anyone, the front is just over.

Lin Chou picked up his wings, asked for a direction and was about to run.

These wings are a rare thing, the meat is paste, but the bones are still good, and it's good to go back as an ornament with a little nitrate.

Flattered~

The collection of the small museum is really getting more and more artistic, who has seen the wings of the brain axe?

Xiaoba stopped Lin Chou, stopped talking for a long time, and finally handed Lin Chou a needle with a broken glass cover.

He said solemnly,

"Boss Lin, take care and keep an eye on the direction at any time."

Ahem, many people have heard of:

This Lin's ability to get lost seems to be growing in direct proportion to his cooking skills—it was said that it was not as exaggerated as it is now.

To be reasonable, Xiaoba felt that Boss Lin's danger level of wandering around the wilderness was much higher than that of their helpless guys, and God knows where he would go headlong.

Well.

The legendary Sea Emperor, the one who is extremely powerful, everyone knows it.

But after all, they are still only among the human race, and the alien beasts don't care about these, and their high-end combat power has left the human race more than two streets.

Eating people has a short mouth, in addition to the needle, all they can do is to silently pray that Lin Chou can understand the needle...

Lin Chou felt warm in Jio's heart, and at the same time a little sad like an aunt like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves,

"Let's go, I'll go to Yanhui Mountain when I'm free, and I'll give you a ninety-nine discount."

"Gotcha~"

What's wrong with ninety-nine folds, ninety-nine-nine folds are also folds, this is the golden mouth of the big boss of Yanhui Mountain, do you catch it for ordinary people!

...

Yan returned to the mountain, and in the eyes of a large group of people, Boss Lin, who had run away, finally came late, and he was still carrying at least thirty or forty adult coconut trees tied together ten or twenty meters high on his back - even the coconuts were hung on them.

That's not all, Lin Moumou has a huge wing bone frame in his left hand, and he carries the tail of a miserable half-crocodile dragon in his right hand.

The half-crocodile's vertebrae were misaligned, but its tenacious vitality still maintained its basic vitality, so much so that it was tortured all the way.

I don't know how long Boss Lin dragged it away, the scale armor on the chin was very worn, and the half-crocodile dragon with a length of more than seventy meters had no ability to turn back because its vertebrae were broken, and it used its chin and gums to "snap" on the uneven ground to make a very rhythmic sound.

Lin Chou waved the tail of the half-crocodile dragon and greeted everyone,

"Here comes brother~"

"Ahh

"What's that, hello everyone (~ ̄▽ ̄)~"

The blind old man and Zhao Qingcang at the back of the crowd snorted and went back to the house.

The blind old man will not be able to stay "outside" in the Black Sinking Sea for a short time, and if Lin Chou can't come back, his dragon and tiger fight will be in vain.

"Drive, drive, drive!" The pigtails rode on the top of Huangda Mountain, shouting with tears in his eyes.

Huang Dashan cried with a sad face, so he had to rush forward bravely in front of Lin Chou.

Pigtails said loudly,

"Woooooo I am hungry... I miss you so much..."

Lin Chou shrank back and pointed to the little girl's eye sockets,

"Uh... What's going on... As for it..."

Do you want Ben Shuai to cry bitterly, Ben Shuai's appearance has really reached the level of going up to ninety-nine and going to the level of just going through the killing.

Wu Ke, who was resentful, said quietly in the back,

"Hey, Brother Chou, don't think too much, the little princess is actually crying because the mountain master is bald."

Is there any necessary connection between the two?

Just listen to the pigtails say very seriously,

"You have to have a steering wheel to drive! Riding a big horse requires reins! ”

Lin Chou glanced at the mountain master's shiny brain with sympathy, and then showed an extremely dangerous rippling smile,

"Well, when the mountain master's hair grows out, my brother will let him tie a double ponytail, and then you will drive... Ah no... Ride a big horse! ”

Everyone held back laughter.

Pigtails: "Mmmmmmmm ”

Shanye: "??? ”

Am I pretty, am I pretty, do you hear me?

Lin Chou didn't pay attention to the eyes of the mountain master who was about to spew blood and fire.

seems to have forgotten some touching plots about the Cold Tyrannosaurus, and pretended to shout at the crowd,

"Eh, but the mountain master is originally bald-"

"Wait?"

"Master Shan doesn't seem to be bald, so when did he become bald?"

"Hmm, is it when he started to get stronger..."