Doomsday Pavilion

Bao Er stared at Zhao Er blankly.

"Oh roar, second master, are you okay?"

Zhao Ermo wiped the green foam on the corner of his mouth,

"What can daddy do? Hey!"

He carefully buttoned the lid of the bottle of truffle sauce, and held it in his arms, as if he was afraid of being snatched by others.

The corners of Bao Er's mouth twitched-Erye, can you give a little face to those who commit the word "two" in our name? What did you do just now? I don't have any AC numbers in my heart. Just talk about you. Does Lao Zhao's family have any weird hobbies?

Zhao Er's eyes were still a little excited and a little confused, and he walked over to the earth dragon and touched him.

"Good fellow..."

Zhao Er is very envious. For example, Zhao Qingcang, Lin sorrows, Huang Dashan, and pure physical exporters, including wandering demons, shouldn’t say anything. If you change Zhao Qingcang’s and Earthlong’s same rank, the father’s special ability can do it. It’s a spike, if it’s on Huang Dashan, it’s up to 50%, if it’s replaced by himself, it’s basically just a detour or escape for life, not for anything else-the goddamn earth dragon basically doesn’t take the original attack. Yes, whether it's the source crystal gun or what, basically can only stare at it.

Zhao Er's eyes changed when he saw the wandering demon.

"Good fellow, I'm just a good fellow."

Wandering demons belong to the kind of extreme metamorphosis of the original skills that can be beaten by people with thieves. Except for the lower rank, they can't fault it at all.

The exchange of blood, the kind of real blood exchange that doesn't reason with anyone and the living corpse of a strange animal, who can stand it.

The Wandering Demon didn't care about Zhao Er at all.

emmmm...

This kind of poor people have always despised the high-rank Practitioner piled up with resources like Zhao Er, even though Zhao Erye’s resources in Zhao’s family are also using his own hard work and talent. In exchange for it, but, after all, it still takes a lot of advantage, and some things can't be obtained by hard work and talent alone.

So far, the only people who can truly convince the wandering demons are Lin Chou, Leng Han, and a big sister Xiong.

The wandering magic said happily,

"This thing is hard to find. I basically stay in the hole and can't get out of it. My body shape can't get into its hole..."

Lin Chou looked at it and quickly caught up with an adult ground dragon the size of a wild boar. Uh, okay, it is said that the hole dug by a pangolin is always much smaller than his own body.

Wandering Demon continues to popularize science,

"Fortunately I have a large group of dogs, oh yes, this kind of pangolin... well, earth dragon, feeds on second-order soil ants and green forest bee larvae, likes to eat Cistanche that has not grown out of the ground. It is said to be very nourishing. The rare high-rank monster that can be eaten by ordinary people is rare. This thing is not very bright. It only knows how to make holes and run away. The evolutionary with average original ability really has no good way to use it."

Zhao Er: ...

MMP feels that he has been despised but can't answer it.

Lin Chou nodded naturally.

"The value of the whole body is all in the flesh and blood. The bones and crustaceans are not poisonous. God knows how this thing evolved."

He remembered again that his father lost the bones and carapace soaking underwear for this thing at the time. Well, it feels quite interesting to think about it now.

The difference between the earth dragon and the normal pangolin is not that big. The one with a huge tail is almost as thin as its waist, and the head is small and pointed. A tile-like scale reflects the mysterious blue-gold color. Every scale Jiadu is as old as thousands of years.

"very beautiful..."

Boss Lin’s unique aesthetics tells him that after peeling and deboning this thing, using carapace and bones to make such a specimen, it can definitely stand up to the scene.

Lin Chou asked,

"How many days are you staying this time?"

The wandering demon scratched his head,

"When I first came here, someone was commissioned, saying that my dog ​​group would help guard the nearby civilians, and it would cost me half a year's head tax. It is estimated that I would be able to rest for a few more days."

Lin Chou nodded,

"Come on, I just finished eating this earth dragon before leaving."

"Yes, just wait for your words," the wandering demon continued to scratch his head, "what, let me give me a few dishes first, I haven't had a good meal in the wilderness for months..."

Wandering demons love blood-related foods because of their original abilities.

Pig blood soup, Xiongxinzhuang leeches, fried chicken with sour lotus head...These are the dishes he must order every time.

Lin Chou nodded,

"Prepare now. I will fill some Black Mountain wild boar blood sausage. By the way, I don’t want a set of mixed chicken blood. A few days ago, Mr. Zhao smashed ashes... Well, Mr. Zhao gave a good comment. This old man is too indifferent. , I made it for myself..."

The dishes will be ready soon, the marijuana is so spicy, and the raw food is added. The wandering demon is not the fragile appetite of ordinary people, and the food is called a hearty.

Lin Chou finally brought him a stone pot of soup, and he also drank a bowl of it slowly.

"Taste this, motherwort pig blood soup," Lin Chou said with a smile, "tonic, usually use so much blood to make up for it~"

The wandering demon laughed like a diesel engine started, and his face was twitched.

"Don't confinement people eat motherwort?"

Lin Chou gave him a look.

"Well, more than that, it's good for my aunt to drink this soup for a long time and a lot of traffic."

Wanderer: "..."

Mom sells batches!

During the period, hunters came in from time to time to order dishes, and they felt confused when they saw the contents on the Wandering Magic Table.

Good guy, this treatment...

The tits feel more and more that the conditions for making friends with boss Lin are weird-what kind of aunt he likes, daddy can learn it!

However, she didn't dare to provoke the wandering demons, so she could only cry to herself, like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

The original ability of the wandering demon is recognized as a metamorphosis, and it is difficult for an evolutionary with the same rank to pass a trick under his hands.

What body type do you have?

How much blood do you have?

What is the hematopoietic ability of others? What is your hematopoietic ability?

I can't say that the same rank is a second kill, but it is definitely the kind of ability standing on the commanding heights-after all, even an evolutionary, without a drop of blood in the body, does not rely on extreme anger and strong will to survive.

In a short while, a lot of people surrounded the wandering demon,

"Big Demon, hey, playing in a team?"

"That is, if you find that there is no good thing, the kind that you can't handle by yourself, take the brothers."

"Brother, when will we leave before entering the wilderness? Do you need a car? We can help transport you goods or something..."

In short, it's a posture of shamelessly licking and sticking up.

The wandering demon has long been used to this, and he is a standard nasty critic, with straight brain circuits.

"Yes, Waiyin Mountain, a colony of yellow sand worms, I can't get it by myself."

A group of evolutionaries took a breath,

"Farewell!"

"WDNMD, this old man is too reckless. Sandworms are the pitiful fifth-tier players who can make up their minds casually?"

"Can't afford to offend... we are really incompatible with the big guy's world..."

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