Lin Chou chattered a lot about her mother-in-law: this and that in the crystal world, the struggle of the duck tribe, the "abundant" products in the saltwater river, etc., etc., etc., could not be stopped.

- After all, talking to yourself at the same time as yourself, sometimes it's quite boring to talk too much.

As a qualified listener, Leng Han drank a little sour barley wine with unknown wild fruits and a little sweet barley wine on the bad duck letter and bad duck palm served by Lin Chou, and drank it until his face turned red.

Leng Han said suddenly,

"Sounds like... It's pretty good..."

Lin Chou's whining came to an abrupt end,

"What... Pretty good?? ”

Leng Han said a little distractedly,

"If you had to choose from ordinary people in the lower city, I'm afraid they would be happy to live here..."

Lin Chou said helplessly,

"If there are no evolutionaries here..."

Leng Han snorted, a little distracted,

"No strange beasts, no living corpses, no demonized plants, nothing... Evolver, only... Everyman! ”

"Then come on."

"Huh? What do you say..."

Lin Chou said,

"Then let them come over if they are happy, this space is big, don't you have a way to get in, when are we going to go out?"

Leng Han was surprised,

"How do you know you're going to get out..."

Lin Chou shrugged.

Leng Han's face turned even redder, and he muttered a little resentful,

"I haven't finished a meal yet, so I'm in such a hurry..."

"What do you say?"

"Huh? Oh! It's nothing! ”

So Leng Han was dragged by Lin Chou with a little resentment and puzzlement, and he didn't say that he wanted to say goodbye to the duck tribe.

"Really going?"

"Yes, you've been with me for ten years."

"You... Are you sure?? ”

“......”

Leng Han knows that Lin Moumou has a suspicious hatred system, emmmm, will it affect himself?

Being chased and killed by thousands of quacking ducks is not life-threatening, but it is not a shame!

Lin Chou happily introduced on the side,

"I call it the Duck River, and after this ear-shaped bay is the territory of the ducks."

Leng Han said curiously,

"Oh~Duck from another world~"

"Is it the same as Mingguang's duck?"

Lin Chou thought about it,

"More stupid!"

As he spoke, an overwhelming white tide spread over.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

"Quack..."

Leng Han shuddered,

"It's... This..."

(Do you want to stay away from him, I feel like I'm going to be buried alive by ducks!) ）

Lin Chou looked at the tens of thousands of ducks in front of him, his face expressionless.

"Ahem!" Lin Chou looked arrogant, "There is a book, but there is no book to retreat!" ”

Leng Han: "??? ”

Ah Leng has already begun to wonder if Lin Chou has been in this ghost place alone for ten years, and his brain is broken.

As a result, I saw that a dozen ducks were "squeezed" out of a large group of ducks in Wuyang, a year-old duckling, and an old duck whose hair was almost bald, and more than a dozen ducks stood in front of Lin Chou and Leng Han in a daze, and they did not call or move an honest batch, and the remaining ducks retreated like a tide.

"Really, really retreated?!"

Lin Chou shrugged,

"I'll just say, these ducks are stupid."

Lin Chou kicked more than a dozen ducks away,

", Lao Tzu is leaving, I don't want you to pay tribute."

Duck: "Quack..."

Leng Han opened her mouth wide from beginning to end, Lin Chou's things were almost packed, and she was still muttering there,

"Silly? Is this really stupid?? ”

...

At the same time, Mingguang.

Huang Dashan lazily leaned against a huge piece of lapis bluestone wall bricks, holding the back of his head with both hands while twisting his body Erlang's legs were high, forming a very bewitching and strange posture.

The mountain lord looked at the fire in front of him and said,

“ε=(?? ο'*)))) Alas, I heard that there is a time difference between that side and us, and you said that after a while, Lin Zi and the proprietress would lead a dozen Xiaolin to jump out. ”

Bai Qiongshou held an alloy stick the thickness of a baby's arm in his hand, playing with the fire with a comfortable face, and every time he glanced at Huang Dashan, the smile on his face increased a little more.

Unity is strength, while waiting for food, a few diligent guys have already helped him finish the work of the next ten days.

Bai Eighteen Ye smiled,

"Hmm, the posture of the mountain master has a history, what is it called, the concubine is lying down, right?"

"You might as well think about yourself more when you have that time, tsk, after such a while, I'm afraid the Queen of the Night won't stay in Mingguang for a long time."

The purpose of the Queen of the Night is to bring a certain prince who ran away from home back to sweep the couch, and Mingguang to get some cats, dogs and four things is incidental, Mingguang was tossed by Liu Renjun after thirteen moves, the Night Queen is likely to avoid suspicion and return to Luanshan.

"I'll go to Nima, don't talk about Lao Tzu," Huang Dashan sniffed, "I seem to smell the mush, it's cooked!" ”

The white dome lifted the pot and took a look,

"Heh~"

The pot was boiling some edamame beans that Bai Shibai had just rescued from the farming and pastoral areas of Xiacheng District, and the pods were full and green, which was the time for fresh sweetness - not to mention that the old soup used to cook edamame was the red brine that Shan Ye stole from Yanhui Mountain.

Lin Chou mostly uses this kind of red brine with strong color and flavor to marinate some meat objects such as chicken, duck, fish, etc., but Bai Qiongshou and Huang Dashan were stunned to use a pot of expensive braised soup to cook peanuts, edamame, and small potatoes that have not yet grown.

Smelling the aroma of braised soup from a distance, the garrison officers on duty nearby led a few younger brothers to come up with salivation.

"Yo he, brother, what's so delicious here?"

The mountain lord's eyes glared at these people fiercely,

"Dogs? Looking for a taste and came over? Who, you! Why is it self-cooked? ”

The leading garrison officer, Meng Jia, smiled and untied a sheep's belly pouch from his waist.

"Five years of Chen Qingquan Mountain, there are still more than three catties~"

Huang Dashan's face instantly became more than seven hundred times more serious,

"Strong man, please take a seat!"

The white dome cut and asked again,

"Did you find anything over there?"

Banga shook his head with several officers,

"No beasts, no living corpses, hmm... There were no more demon plants, so it was quiet anyway. ”

The mountain pouted,

"What does Old Man Ye mean, just let us wait here?"

Banga coughed,

"I can't stop it, I just know now that the high-level activated demon plant is so difficult to deal with, my God, this combat power feels ten times more ferocious than a foreign beast of the same level."

"It's already messed up inside, isn't it?"

"Isn't it, just five hundred meters away from the demon plant rushed into six kinds of seven trees, I estimate that this will really be demolished."

"Dude, you don't seem to be counting hairballs, are you?"

"What's a furball..."

"Lin Zi's little pet, oh, we Mingguang people generally call hairballs bloody thistles, why don't you know?"

Banga gasped,

"Blood, bloody tribulus??"

Huang Dashan has an expression that you are too lonely and unheard,

"White rabbit, do you say that the tree that Liu Renjun made out is so good, how do you feel like a treasure of heaven and earth for online licensing, I owe a cliff-jumping boy to take a bite to wash the essence and cut the marrow, open up the second vein of Ren Du, and achieve a heroic life."

White Dome and Benga were speechless.

Hey, Uncle Warlock and Snowman just captured Liu Renjun with a ball on their front feet, and a bunch of high-level demon plants that evolutionaries had never seen before were caught in the front and back feet, and some ran over with long legs, some rolled over in balls, some drilled from under the ground, and some rode the wind...

In short, it was to paste the big tree inside and out, layer after layer, and no one wanted to take anyone off from it—the fight was not fought, which was strangely harmonious.

But that's useless, but the size of those who come is beyond the conventional standard, and the area of damage caused by casually turning over and rolling is counted in square kilometers, and Liu Renjun is a small fight compared to them.

Huang Dashan sighed at Liu's sudden death in a very sad voice, and then glanced at the four or five semi-finished walls and three walls with large gaps,

"emmm, is this the legendary wall falling down and everyone pushing it, that guy is really in a hurry..."

The white dome stirred the contents of the pot and said,

"It's cooked!"

Meng Jia immediately took out a few small wine glasses and poured wine for a few people.

"Oh, I'm afraid the wall is going to rest during this time, hey, there are a lot of big guys in the past, right?"

Huang Dashan said while peeling edamame,

"Big guy? What's the use of going... In order to order the fifth-order and sixth-order demon plant essence, did you dismantle the entire Mingguang... If this really starts a fight, ordinary people who are bright inside and outside will be unlucky. ”

Most of the demon plants' weaknesses are obvious and have almost no IQ to speak of, and they are much easier to deal with for evolutionaries than high-level alien beasts, but after such an old and thick-skinned high-level demon plant rushed into Mingguang, Mingguang people had to pinch their noses and admit it - I hope these bulldozers have sucked enough of the Tree of Life and will get out of the way.

"Huh?" Huang Dashan's brows furrowed, "What's wrong with this edamame flavor?" Did you take the wrong seasoning packet with the surname Bai?? ”

The White Dome said,

"Impossible! Eight hundred circulation points for one package of materials, the two packages of materials that Sister Big Breasts and Su Yourong personally took out from the cabinet were all hand-adjusted by Lin Chou and put them for spare..."

Huang Dashan scolded,

"Then how do you cook this flavor?"

Benga coughed,

"What, Master Bai, Master Shan, I seem to have heard that when I boil edamame peanuts, I boiled them first and took them out of the soup and cooled them separately, and then soaked them back for at least a few hours before taking them out and eating them..."

"Huh? Is there such a saying? ”

"Then why not, when have you ever eaten hot peanut edamame?"

"You don't think you really have that... I'll eat the whole potatoes first..."

"Don't rob it..."

"Nonsense, it's stupid X if you don't rob it, the potatoes will come back to life when they are cold!"

"Grass, are you so open, the agile type is amazing... Since ancient times, hanging on the wall has died early..."

"I won't die if you die, the guy who even has a ruined waist has the qualifications to say that Lao Tzu died first!"

Meng Jia opened his mouth wide, stared at the dog, and looked at the two "long-admired" bigwigs with "thunderous ears" without saying a word.

It feels like something in my heart has been shattered, for a long time,

"Alas... Sure enough, it's better to be famous than to meet... Meng still eats a potato first to suppress the shock..."

The chopsticks of Benga stirred in the pot,

"Damn... What about potatoes..."

Meng Jia's eyes were resentful, and his expression was sad and angry.

Huang Dashan glared at Meng Jia and said vigilantly,

"What are you looking at! I've finished drinking! Not eating potatoes is your own problem! ”

"Want to fight?"

"Come on, be happy~"

Bangladesh: "......"

Prince Huang skinned for a while,

"I said Lao Bai, what are you doing with a twisted face there, when I see you today, your expression is a little wrong, and there is a bad smell on your face when you smile."

The white dome's hand shook suddenly, as if he was about to have a stroke,

“......”

Huang Dashan saw that there was a play,

"Did you get a tax increase? No, you dignified eighteen masters, who dare to raise taxes for you, shouting that you are too late! ”

"Foolish and naughty again? Lao Tzu told you, you can't coax children, well, brothers and sisters won't, sometimes I really doubt how you two can feed eighteen babies..."

"Nor is it? The fourth object is finally yellow? Nor is it? emmmm... It can't be that Lao Jiu beat out the matchmaker again! ”

"Digging grass, it's not, what's the trouble, say it and make your grandfather Dashan happy!"

The white dome looked gloomy, and then instantly became fierce,

"There are still more than six months to go, and you have to prepare enough money for Lao Tzu!"

“ヽ(゜Q。 )ノ？ Huang Dashan's expression was quite hideous, "What do you mean?" ”

The white dome smiled wryly.

Suddenly, Huang Dashan's expression suddenly froze, and he asked in disbelief and in a trembling tone,

"Old, old nineteen... It's finally here..."

White Dome: "ε=(??" ο'*)))) Alas! ”

Bangladesh's admiring fist clenching,

"The Eighteenth Master is mighty! The Eighteen Masters are immortal! ”

The mountain lord roared,

"He is immortal? The waist is immortal! What kind of material is the waist made of? Can't you even me a few kilograms? You don't have the surname Wang next door! My brother and sister are also immortal! Fit? ”

Seeing that Bai Qiongtou's expression was wrong, Meng Jia laughed,

"The pennant and gift package of the Mingguang Generating Committee are already on the way, why is the Eighteenth Master sad?"

White Dome: "......"

The mountain lord patted the white dome with understanding,

"Don't worry, let's go back and talk about it, brother will give you a few red envelopes!"

Bai Qiongshou smiled bitterly and did not refuse,

"Thanks, Dashan."

When Bangladesh heard this, it was not right.

"What do you mean, the eighteenth master has forty or fifty thousand circulation points every month when he gets the subsidy and bonus from the committee, how can I pay it back..."

The white dome is bitter in his heart!

I know how many things this thing has...

Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back!

When you have more than 20 mouths of all ages to feed at home, you have to entrust that little money... Hehe... I'll be happy for a few days...

Especially recently, the third and eleventh of Bai Qiong's first family have signs of awakening, and the tonic chewed off every month is astronomical, not to mention that the old ten and the twelfth and thirteenth have learned to make up, and the youngest eighteen milk powder has been drunk again, Bai Qiongshou pondered that it would be better to simply get two buffaloes milked, how could the dead girl be so edible?

"Alas... It's all tears..."

.。 Three Heads M.