The female ghost lady slowly put away her chopsticks,

"I'm full..."

Although the dumplings are steaming hot, the spicy aroma of dipping chillies is intoxicating.

However, the young lady really didn't dare to eat anymore.

There is only one semi-normal person in this room, which makes her sense of security and happiness very low...

Even the young lady herself has to be counted as a half-normal person, is this like a word?

This feeling will only frantically urge her to run away

"Oh oh oh ~ "

The female ghost lady stagnated, and the ghost head was frightened.

"Well, how many times has a chicken crowed?"

The mountain master glanced at his watch and said with bad intentions,

"Three times, it's time to put aside the ancient times, and you won't pay attention to the car if you walk slowly."

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The female ghost lady fell backwards to the ground, her face full of despair.

The chickens have already crowed three times, and they have gone out to isolate themselves from the world?

"It's late..."

She had missed the time to return, a quarter of an hour at most, and after the pre-dawn darkness was the time for her demise.

Suddenly, there was a scolding voice like an old eagle reporting the funeral,

"It's late, it's late, it's over..."

Uncle Warlock walked in with a disgraced face,

"Uncle Sanhuang never chirps in the morning, what's wrong with today, ahhhh It's all over!! ”

Wu Ke appropriately reminded,

"Lord Sanhuang called three times today, but you slept too hard."

The eyes of a warlock are going to kill

Then I naturally saw the young lady sitting next to Wu Ke, and suddenly I was a little happy,

"Yo, what day is it, and what time is it?"

The female ghost lady who flew out of the sky raised her head, just facing the warlock's ghostly eyes.

Appreciation, appreciation?!

"Hiccup~"

The female ghost lady fell to the ground instantly, convulsing all over, like a dying chicken in the soup.

The warlock pretended to reach out to probe the breath of the female ghost lady, and said happily,

"Oh, this little cutie is out of breath, it's better for us..."

The female ghost lady gasped and exhaled violently, angrily brushing her sense of existence.

", your female ghost is breathing?" Lin Chou picked up the female ghost sister and scolded these two guys, "All of them have a bad taste!" ”

The mountain lord is happy,

"Could it be that the male ghost breathes? I'm going to sue you for sexism! ”

"Flirting with newcomers is our old tradition of Yanhui Mountain~" The warlock also let out a rattling laugh, "It's rare to have a newcomer, no one can stop us, to some extent it's still the same kind." ”

Huang Dashan glanced at him,

"Then why didn't you flirt with Si Gao? Bullying the soft and afraid of the hard dog thing..."

The warlock smiled shamelessly,

"I deceived people with stainless steel basins back then, where is it embarrassing, hehe..."

"Hold back!" Lin Chou fell into distress, "Speaking of what should I do to give first aid to the female ghost lady, I am not in a hurry to wait online." ”

Shan Ye: "Come and soak the boy's urine, cure all diseases, you come by yourself or..."

Wu Ke: "I'm me, I'm coming, I'm coming!" ”

Warlock: "Electric shock, it's absolutely good, this thing is a ghost sister or a cute girl, it's universal, there's nothing wrong with electricity." ”

The female ghost sister cried out with a wow,

"I'm all right.... Woo woo... I'm really fine..."

Bang dang.

"Dirty!" The mountain master slapped on the table, "You can't even step on a horse, what kind of young lady are you??" ”

Huang Dashan's eyes are gradually turning pure red, and normal people feel very scary when they look at it, not to mention the female ghost lady who already understands what this red represents.

The female ghost lady trembled like a noodle, and said tentatively,

"Huh?"

"Hahaha, it's comfortable!" Huang Dashan slapped the table and laughed, "The thief is comfortable, the little girl has something!" ”

"It's a bad taste," the warlock pursed his lips disdainfully, "and you're only as hard as you can be." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."Huang Dashan coughed frantically, pointing at the warlock's fingers and trembling, "Lao Tzu fought with you!" ”

The warlock squinted at the mountain lord up and down, left and right, and through the empty face, he could see that the warlock's face was full of disdain with capital letters,

"Mouth me."

Huang Dashan: "......"

He wasn't angry enough to lose his mind.

I can probably remember not to mention beating the warlock, but the warlock uncle didn't hear the rooster crow, and the decay was overflowing all over his body, and even touching him could catch some indescribable dirty diseases.

"Oh your sister! Okay, okay, uncle, I can't fight you weird things, right... hetui...”

The warlock laughs,

"Hehehe."

The mountain master had no choice but to spill his anger on the tiger that had been hanging for a long time,

"Ma wheat skin, this thing is simply angry Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu learned an idiom from it, you make it, the tiger and the tiger are windy, Lao Tzu followed behind this dog thing and turned over three mountains before catching up with him, mad can take off with his wings!"

Shan Ye is a pure materialist, his little movement speed, Bai Qiongshou cut off a leg half a dashboard faster than him...

Wu Ke crooked his mouth, looking at the female ghost lady who was trembling in Xizi's heart very distressed,

"See you still don't run? My brain is broken..."

Wu Ke swallowed the word "ugly" that had reached his mouth into his stomach again, and immediately choked and burped.

The mountain lord snorted coldly,

"Lao Tzu's fourth-order girl is also a fourth-order, run a hook b, run... But then again, hehe, count it as acquaintance, see that the tiger's head is not, smash the skull with a punch, and ensure that he dies very comfortably safe and painless. ”

Wu Ke rolled his eyes,

"Do you hear this is a human being..."

Lin Chou had already skinned the tiger by half when these guys were pulling the skin, and his movements were not like words, and he was busy feeling sorry for the tiger's skull at this time.

"Evil beasts! Alienated tigers are already very rare, and if a good tiger has to smash someone's head, can't you keep it for me as an ornament?? ”

It's really distressing.

Lin Chou's collection is roughly equivalent to recipes, and he is especially fond of all kinds of food waste fur and bones.

And more than once someone complained that the decoration of the restaurant was the same as the haunted house fairy cave before the cataclysm, and he was proud of it.

Huang Dashan didn't speak sullenly, and dared to beep again, I'm afraid that if it's not a frying pan, it will be on his face.

When he finally caught up with the tiger, he patronized and vented his anger, and he didn't think about this stubble at all, according to his thoughts, you just saw a small brain axe and saw that Grandpa Dashan didn't obediently kneel on the ground and knock three times to thank you for your favor? You run an egg!

The warlock took the opportunity to stir up the fire,

"Oh, it's a good tiger brain, this brain can't be eaten, I heard that the tiger brain is tender, it's sweeter than the monkey brain, tsk... What a loser..."

Lin Chou was so angry that his hands trembled, and he walked around the kitchen,

"Where's my pot, where did my pot go?"

The warlock thief hung on the outside wall with a dangerous aura of [Alien Beast Frying Pan],

"There, there, hang on the side!"