Chapter 32 Without Pressure

As soon as Er Niuzi heard this, the guy's eyes widened, and the fat all over his body shook with the trembling of his body, and in Wu Ling's eyes, it was estimated that he would not be able to eat fat this month. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"A great god is a great god, how can I see the general knowledge of the small, I promise, I am absolutely as loyal to you as a dog. Er Niuzi's face was shiny, and he replied vigorously.

Wu Linggang wanted to ask a question about whether it was okay to make such an analogy, but the voice that was about to come out was stuck in his throat, and he was frightened by Er Niuzi.

I saw Er Niuzi bowing down, his slowly oily stomach was upside down on him like a pot lid, he supported the ground with both hands, raised one foot alone, pretended to be a stupid dog peeing posture, and then barked a few times, which was really cute.

Wu Ling, who couldn't help it, kicked over, and gave a fierce instruction, saying, "If you want to be smart, don't die." ā€

In this way, the two became acquainted, and Er Niuzi "opened the way" in front, while explaining the things around him to the great god Wu Ling, almost as if Wu Ling was a god who came down from the sky, for fear that Wu Ling would not know the flowers and plants, and explained everything Wu Ling saw, but fortunately, Wu Ling's mind was not here, or he directly omitted these miscellaneous words, otherwise Wu Ling would definitely go crazy.

The chatter along the way, Er Niuzi found that Wu Ling was not tired of himself, and he was immediately grateful, and Wu Ling's god-killing temperament in his brain was instantly replaced by amiability, and Er Niuzi was full of excitement at that time.

If this is someone else, Er Niuzi doesn't have a few words, and if the others don't get up and scold him, they will look up to him very much.

Soon, the two of them arrived in the lobby that the rat baby said.

From afar, Wu Ling felt bursts of flesh breath floating, and suddenly felt a few bursts of grunting in his abdomen, only to realize that he hadn't eaten for an unknown amount of time, and Er Niuzi also noticed, and his steps couldn't help but speed up a few times.

At the corner, a magnificent and domineering lobby plaque came into Wu Ling's eyes, and the four characters of "Jianghu Tiger Hall" were engraved with gilt, and the words were beaded, and the wood was divided into three points, which really did not match the people who sat underground.

Looking at it, there is a gap in the center of the lobby, for the dancers to dance and sing the piano, the inner row against the wall, a square wood big mahogany is like a thousand catties of mass, standing firmly in front, and then lying upside down, this person is gray and yellow, full of black hair from time to time also reveals a few silver and white hair, thick eyebrows, eyes are in a trance, between the arms are wrapped in two untidy women, their hands rub on them from time to time a few times, the sound of coquettish moans spread without reservation, no one around dares to think about it.

On either side of the gap were two rows of rectangular tables made of eight yellow wood tables, all but the outermost one, which was still empty.

Er Niuzi led the way in front, and naturally moved along the position, unfortunately, a drunken person got up slyly, flickered across one foot, and stepped in front of Er Niuzi's left foot, because Er Niuzi's body size is really not flattering, and he can't see the existence of his feet when he looks down.

Wu Ling naturally knew that these people were used to doing evil on weekdays, and they wanted to be happy with Erniuzi, so Wu Ling quickly caught up with the front, and held Erniuzi who was about to step into his left leg, and at the same time lightly lifted the ball of his foot that looked weak and weak, and slowly covered the instep of the man's outstretched foot.

Perhaps it was a special time in the banquet that the drunken man was holding back his crying and did not scream. Wu Ling pretended to be fine, and regardless of Er Niuzi's surprised gaze, he pressed Er Niuzi and went straight to the position, leaving the person who was motionless with a dry pestle, and the deformation of the instep had already woken him up, so he aimed his eyes at Er Niuzi fiercely, and he thought that the deformation of the instep was caused by Er Niuzi, and he really did it to death.

At the moment, he had to lie down and sit down, and the opposite side was Wu Ling's table, his unfriendly eyes aimed at Er Niuzi, and only then did he discover Wu Ling's existence in the afterglow, and snorted coldly, and then reached out to touch the instep that had been purple and deformed.

Being helped by Wu Ling like this, Er Niuzi was moved to cry bitterly, he thought it was a great god who opened his eyes, and when he noticed the guy opposite with an ugly face and twitching legs, he also understood what had just happened.

Wu Ling divided five by two, regardless of it, picked up the corbel on the table, it was a bite, the eating appearance was very amazing, a few minutes later, the table cups and plates were in a mess, the maid saw it, hurriedly cleaned up, and at the same time called someone to serve another brand new ingredient, just after cleaning and wanted to get up and leave, only to see Wu Ling gnaw the food on the table again.

She snorted secretly in her heart, is the starving ghost reincarnated, but for the maid, the people who can be on this scene are those who can't be offended, and she dares to be angry and dare not speak, so she has a new dish again.

As before, Wu Ling almost solved the food in an instant, which frightened the maid, and the second cow on the side also stared dryly, his greasy lips blinked, and he swallowed his saliva, thinking, a great god is a great god, and even eating is so swift and heroic.

At first, Wu Ling didn't feel anything, until the end, he realized that this was the ghost of the little platinum dragon island in the dantian, the little platinum dragon was in Wu Ling's body, and he sucked the essence of clean food in one hand, for it, the whole big world was generated by it, the essence was clean and clean, and the energy absorbed was basically equivalent to nothing.

Wu Ling secretly ordered to stop, and the little platinum dragon in the dantian spit out the milky white dragon tongue, which ended the farce mischievously.

Wu Ling laughed dryly, waved his hand and swept the maid in front of him, signaling her to leave.

The maid was relieved, glanced at Wu Ling, snorted, swayed her body, and threw a wink at Er Niuzi, almost making Wu Ling so disgusted that she vomited. Er Niuzi noticed Wu Ling's discomfort, and laughed honestly and said, "Too thin, don't be pressed." ā€

ā€œ......ā€

Wu Ling no longer paid attention to Er Niuzi, he followed his gaze to the people on the mahogany platform, and there was a wave of scantily clad dancing girls in the center, writhing the waist of the water snake, constantly attracting the people in the two rows around, and his appearance as a pig brother had already been revealed.

The dancer kept twisting her body, constantly approaching the leading two kings, all kinds of flattering eyes, all kinds of enchanting and all kinds of provocations, but she couldn't lift the person who was lying down.

Suddenly, the two kings looked like they had just woken up, sleepy-eyed, he swept away the woman under his arms, his complaining expression, extremely tired, and he seemed to be unfinished, and howled helplessly.

"Press it up!"

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