Chapter 385: To the East Coast

"Yes, this is what I call the old account." Socrates glanced at Jiang.

"How can you blame me!" Jiang said with an innocent face: "As the saying goes, people have three urgencies, although I am a panda person, but I also conform to this natural law! You can't let me hold my urine all the time!"

"So I didn't take it to heart, or I'd have shot you in the head by now. Socrates said with a nonchalant look on his face.

"What, can't I say a word about you sabotaging my operation?" Socrates squinted at Jiang, and he gently lifted the crossbow gun "Calamity" in his hand.

"You can say it, you can say it!" Jiang Mou nodded busily as he peeked at the crossbow gun that began to continue to emit red light. Just kidding, this is going to eat this shot, so can it be good?

"Hmm...... Let me start with a question for you. Socrates suddenly remembered what Mo Lan had told him before leaving. "Does the blue blood snake like to stay in the yin hole of the yin vein?"

"This shouldn't be possible. Jiang shook his head, "Although snakes like yin, ordinary creatures in the yin cave cannot survive." As far as I know, the only thing found to survive in the cave is the carp. ”

"Who? Why did she lie to you?" Jiang asked curiously, and two words were clearly written on his black and white fat face: gossip!

The fiefdom is far from being the only one that hates the most by the technical institute"...... You really have time!" Jiang looked at Socrates speechlessly, and finally, he sighed helplessly, and said: "Alas, forget it, forget it, just think I'll compensate you for that snake! ”

In fact, Mo Lan was indeed deceiving Socrates, obviously not wanting him to continue looking for the blue blood snake. But the specific reason is not something that Socrates can figure out. But Socrates never thought much about this kind of thing, because he had 100% trust in Mo Lan. Since Mo Lan didn't want him to continue looking, he didn't plan to look for it anymore.

Mrs. Fang of the post does not learn from the master of Gangyang, "Hmm." A smile appeared on Socrates' rare face, "Why do you always find me?"

“...... You really have time!" Jiang looked at Socrates speechlessly, and finally, he sighed helplessly, and said: "Alas, forget it, forget it, just think I'll compensate you for that snake! ”

Gangke's hatred is unscientific, "You can say it, you can say it!" Jiang Mou nodded busily while peeking at the crossbow gun that began to continue to emit red light. Just kidding, this is going to eat this shot, so can it be good?

But in fact, the story that Socrates told Jiang just now was not finished, and what happened later became the fuse that affected the entire pattern of the goblin clan at that time.

Gangkeke's revenge ghost technique secret ball is the most secret battle chafan"...... You're saying that to remind me, why don't you tip or something?"

When Ah San, who was still a teenager at the time, came to Mo Lan's residence with the snake gall, Mo Lan had already noticed his arrival before he could knock on the door.

"Because people with bad eyes have strong other senses!" Mo Lan looked at Ahsan and laughed, but unfortunately her eyes were still dull.

"Little wounds, how can small injuries have such a heavy smell of blood?" Mo Lan frowned, and reached out to touch Socrates' ribs, where the smell of blood came from.

Feng Ke is far away and the most cold and far away hates Feng "I see!" Jiang nodded, "But as far as I know, that blue blood snake seems to be difficult to find!"

Touching it gently, Mo Lan sighed and said, "What's the matter? How could you be so seriously injured? Didn't you go to the clan for treatment?"

"This ......" Ahsan hesitated for a moment, but still told Mo Lan everything that happened today. Mo Lan listened quietly, and after listening, Mo Lan sighed.

Hearing this, Ah Sang obediently handed his right hand to Mo Lan's hand. Mo Lan took Ahsan's arm to find a place and pressed it gently, and a small launcher bounced out of Ahsan's arm.

Sealing the revenge is not a cool technique, and the most sailing is far away, "Hmm." A smile appeared on Socrates' rare face, "Why do you always find me?"