Mingxi Town.

“Good morning ~”

Duan Li yawned and greeted.

"Sister Lizi has hot milk..." Huo Wen sat upright in front of the dining table, carefully hiding the Zhuyu bottle standing next to her glass of milk under the table: "... There is also fried egg, do you want to eat some?"

"Good morning!" Li Cang reached out and rubbed Huo Wen's head, rubbing her hair into a messy nest: "Didn't sleep well? Do you drink this early in the morning?"

Huo Wen's face turned red: "Oh!"

Duan Li smiled and pushed a glass of milk in front of Li Cang: "The house is good, but the sound insulation is a little bad. Wenwen only slept for a while until the early morning!"

"Cough..." Li Cang tightened his dough: "I went to Mr. Bei's place to eat at noon, and Brother Zhao Yang is here too. Do you want to go there together?"

"No, hum, I'm shorter than a generation out of thin air!"

"Then I'll be back soon, do you guys have a good rest here?"

"good--"

Then Zhao Yang called directly: "Lizi, please clean up your clothes for me, have you heard? At noon, I'll ask you to come over and have dinner at the old man. Zhenzhen is here, you can't...Balabala..."

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From Bei Zhikang, Li Cang pinched his eyebrows and even Lao Wang, who was using the robber as a meal, was a little impatient: "No wonder you were unhappy to come. The last time you came to have a meal, it was also the atmosphere of this bird?"

"Um."

"Damn Riddleman gets out of Gotham, shit him!"

“…”

Lao Wang cursed for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Next time, I will look for you again. You put the place in the archery hall. I have to give this Lao Deng a lesson on what a real business communication bureau is!"

When Duan Li, Huo Wen and Qin Zhenzhen came out, Lao Wang immediately shut up and opened the car door: "Send you back to Mingxi Town?"

"You won't go?"

Lao Wang grinned: "If you don't go, I have serious things!"

“hetui~”

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As expected, Lao Wang did not go to Mingxi Town, and he did not find this figure when he returned to Kongdao at night.

"It's been a long time quiet..."

Li Cang breathed a sigh of relief and took Miss Qiu's feet by the way.

The little girls in the Ghost Fire Sisters Group are so good at making trouble. Since they found out that the essence of taking the Magician was not so horizontal and vertical scroll, they have more and more work. Humph, when they were dancing pole dance at Li Cang, the eldest sister smiled happily.

Yes, that's right, of course Li Cang is that steel pipe.

Later, the mill rumblingly started to operate under the greetings of Li Cang and officially began to allocate materials for the little aunt and Jin Yujing. The wet pieces from Amelika Confederacy were neatly sealed in the turtle-backed dragon lice, and it was definitely useful to wash them. As for whether they were waiting for Tili's death contract or the goldfish's labor contract, this thing depends on luck.

The Amelika Confederacy is still too poor, so poor that besides living people and working capital, there are basically only servants of fate and various ships left. A large amount of material was lost. For Li Cang, only this level of return rate would not satisfy him.

In fact, in addition to getting nearly the vast majority of Star Torch components, the long river sunset with sufficient labor costs, and Liliana was more satisfied, even the former residence was smacking her lips. She was obviously fighting the whole audience like a model worker, but she lost all her face and inside, and her blood mother lost her money.

The Grand Priest was even more dissatisfied. The matter was in a hurry. The big heads of the Amelika Confederate Parliamentary Base were all called to insects. He basically only got a little bit of leftovers. I am so damn good at thinking that the Grand Priest of the National Priest would not be ashamed. If you call it, you will leave. Who would remember to report the train tickets when you come.

Even the forum friends have their own little emotions. If you only eat half of the melons, it will not be delicious. Several major bases of Amelika Federation were flattened for one day, and in the end, only Amelika people would hold on to it. They would cry so hard that they could not get a bite of milk. No one came out to subscribe for it for a while. What's the thing?

Huo Wen, who never skipped work, rarely took a few days off from the Academy of Sciences. She wore a pure white down jacket with a hand-painted wild goose mixed with alienated large velvet, wrapped in a cool air and a little face blushed in the insect nest. She breathed a breath of heat into the palm of her palm. He said, there was something fun.

When Li Cang saw that it was Huo Wen, he smiled: "Are you interested in dismembering the Zerg ecological warship? While the big old man was not there, he quickly dismantled the thing and sent it to Monroe!"

Huo Wen didn't care whether this thing was a personal private possession by Da Lao Wang. When he heard about dismembering the Zerg ecological warship, he became interested. The Milky Way is also a river. Why is the Zerg warship not a Zerg? The anatomical value is obviously greater than that of the Zerg itself.

The carrying capacity of the one-way transition point is limited. Li Cang has also tried it on the same-original channel and refused to accept it. Then this thing can only be demolished. Such a large project and such a long construction period cannot be used to make Heathmoor Aner on his empty island. She is not a local in many senses. Once she encounters an unplanned jump, the double sealing of the Mills may not be preserved.

Huo Wen took off her down jacket, only wore a slim warm jacket, put on a white coat, followed Li Cang and followed him, and turned a few insect nests on the floating platform, gradually opening her mouth wide: "You... hide such a large warship... in the empty island?"

"Otherwise, I will be thrown out by the jump. Lao Wang likes this strange thing with a hot weapon system..." Li Cang looked up at the Zerg ecological warship that had become a museum that was used by Da Lao Wang to display various trophys. He curled his lips. He didn't know whether he was disgusting insects or Lao Wang, or both: "As long as it is on this island, it is difficult to completely isolate this thing from the Lord of the Nest. Perhaps the Lord of the Nest is online faster than Monroe. Who knows, in theory, the Zerg warship is indeed a 'technical weapon' that large groups of puppets given by insect-like infection, but the rank authority of this thing in the Zerg system is actually difficult to evaluate..."

The Zerg battleship was covered with flesh and blood of various thicknesses, lengths and chitin tubes. After all, the insect mother on the sky island was separated from the large group system. At least Li Cang and Lao Wang thought it was highly likely that this was the case. Therefore, it might be necessary to re-engage and learn something, and they did not mind this.
Chapter completed!