Chapter Seventy-Nine: Lao Tzu Eats Iron Beasts

"What's rolling? Who do you want to get out? Lao Tzu is an iron-eating beast! ”

The iron-eating beast didn't agree with this title, and it was fried, showing its teeth and claws, but it looked even more cute, giving the white tiger a bloody face.

The white tiger's eyes are full of stars and love, and his heart is also pounding, rolling is really worthy of rolling, and he is worthy of the title of a national treasure that sells cuteness for a living, it is too cute, too cute!

"I'm talking to you! What are you in a daze? ”

The iron-eating beast saw that the white tiger did not reply, and urged again. It's really cute! It took a lot of effort for the white tiger to force himself not to laugh out loud. Hearing the rolling question, he hurriedly replied while waving his hand:

"No, no, I'm showing respect, showing respect, just simply showing respect!"

"Really?"

The iron-eating beast expressed disbelief, and that look was really no different from the short video of the national treasure selling cuteness that the white tiger had seen before. The white tiger was worried about making him angry, so he had to lower his eyelids and look away from him.

"Really, really, really good words, that is, you are mighty!"

Baihu is talking nonsense seriously, pretending to be real, and feels like he even believes it. The iron-eating beast carefully swept the white tiger's expression, and without any abnormality, it began to ask:

"What were you doing standing here before I came here?"

Hey? Why do you think something is wrong? This situation seems to have happened before, but what seems to be different?

"Huh? What are you doing, just in a daze? ”

"Huh?"

The Iron Eater was not satisfied with this answer, his eyes swept away, and he felt a little unangry and arrogant, but the white tiger still felt so cute!

Hey, stop, stop, what a cute, this is a fierce beast, a fierce beast, a fierce beast! Say the important thing three times! While doing mental construction, Bai Hu quickly organized his language and briefly described the previous situation:

"Ahh No, it's just that I just made a random comparison with this dagger, and I couldn't touch anything else. There was a touch in the back, and then they all disappeared together, and I was hesitant to wait to see if he would show up in a while. ”

The iron-eater didn't even think about it, and picked up the dagger and gestured. Bai Hu's eyelids were about to twitch in a hurry, and he deliberately pointed out his own situation, just hoping that he could avoid this dagger, how could he pick this up?

"Is that all? Since it's yours, put it away. ”

The white tiger nodded repeatedly. The iron-eating beast casually threw the dagger at the white tiger, and then casually touched the pill next to it.

When the white tiger received the dagger, he put it into the Qiankun bag as quickly as possible. It's true, I finally got such a dagger, although I'm not very satisfied, but who let this position right in front of his eyes, it can be regarded as fate, but it can't be snatched away by others on the bright side.

After putting away the dagger, the white tiger's attention returned to the rolling body again. I saw him open the bottle cap and put it under his nose and smell it, and then froze for a few seconds with the action of wanting to eat on the spot, and finally took it back.

Hey? Got it! That's fine, that's fine. The white tiger breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to relax, when he heard a rolling question:

"Hey, man, did you bring something to eat?"

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Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do? How is it that this rolling behavior cannot be guessed by common sense at all? In this case, he was actually asking me what I wanted to eat?