God Stick Wife

Chapter 166: Strange Milk

"You?" Tomorrow smiled and looked at Ginkgo, "Guoguo also wants to go out, why?"

"No reason, practice. Don't want me to follow?" Ginkgo raised her eyebrows.

Tomorrow shook his head and fixedly looked at Bai Guo, "Well, it seems to be a little taller, I heard that your current height has grown in more than two months, you looked like a seven-year-old child before, but now, I'm afraid it's thirteen years old. When you've read the book, it's no problem to be sixteen, haha!"

When Bai Guo heard the words, she just said "Oh" slowly, as if she was not interested in what age group she was in, and it didn't matter at all.

"He grows up so fast, is there any problem?" Bai Qi said.

"PP, no problem, the bloodline is activated and turned on, even if one day grows from one year old to twenty years old, there is no need to worry about his IQ problem, haha. In fact, such a son is really good to support, other people's family support It may take twenty years to be twenty years old, and he only needs one day, haha! How easy it is to be his mother!"

Ginkgo doesn't speak.

Bai Qi's expression was light.

No one should be with him, so tomorrow he pouted, "Let's go, let's go."

The three of them came outside, looked at the night sky tomorrow, and muttered, "It seems to be getting worse and worse."

"What's wrong?" Bai Guo asked, also looking at the sky, "Is the breath polluted?"

Tomorrow suddenly looked at Ginkgo, Ginkgo said expressionlessly: "Some things in the book you gave me are related, I can understand."

Tomorrow, he touched his chin, "I'm still such a good seedling. It's a pity, it's a pity, I can't be accepted as an apprentice... Ginkgo gave him a faint look, "I don't want to be your apprentice either. "

"The little guy is really not cute, how did you grow so big, it's really not cute! Not cute at all

!"

Bai Guo ignored tomorrow and looked at the night, "Although the breath is polluted, someone is trying to reverse it. Did you do it?"

Tomorrow rolled his eyes, "You really think too much, if only I had this ability."

"Oh." Bai Guo replied inexplicably, and said nothing.

Bai Qi looked in one direction, "Those shadows and statues appeared again."

"In other words, these ghosts are all made of the most ordinary little ghosts. How many such little ghosts does this person raise, and he obviously doesn't know how many he killed, so why are there so many? Is it direct? brought from hell

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