As a mighty and majestic top chicken head that dominates the country (Yanhui Mountain)...the chicken king...well...that's what it means anyway, Master Sanhuang has always lived with a high toe.
Arrogant and uncontested.
Chickens, isn't that all there is to it, snap, snap, step on an egg, eat super big super sweet wild bee pupae, build a few secret nests in the fragrant red bean bushes on the mountain, etc.
...
Of course, Master Sanhuang's chicken birth is not without pain. Sometimes, he also needs to watch with tears as his baby is boiled into hot spring eggs, fried into poached eggs, made into egg dumplings, etc.
This sometimes generally refers to morning, noon, and evening every day, which is really embarrassing.
It's all for life.
It's not easy for chickens to be born, Sanhuang sighed.
However, Sanhuang has always felt that this kind of life is perfect - except for the fact that those two-legged beasts like psychopaths always like to let their wives, concubines, and children watch from the sidelines while they eat and stew them.
Be perverted, you guys!
More than once, Sanhuang let out a roar of grief, anger, and rebellion, and rushed forward to try to fight those lunatics to the death. However, it was of no use. Sanhuang found that every time he did this, the two-legged beast would be killed.
They are more excited.
This is crazy...
I beg you to be human beings! Do I, Lord Sanhuang, live just to satisfy the perverted desires of you people?
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"Lin Zi...you seem to have scared Master Sanhuang silly...it's over, it's over..."
Seeing Sanhuang staring blankly at the kitchen knife without understanding, Mr. Sanhuang's most loyal mother, Mr. Fan Warlock, was more than a little flustered.
Lin Moumou frowned and realized that things were not simple.
"Damn, this chicken is going to the sky. Even a kitchen knife can't scare it? Come on, bring me the boss's egg beater!!"
It's just like a joke. You can't control the skill effects of Crock Pot Chicken through artificial micro-control. Lin Chou is so stupid - I invented this dish! You Sanhuang will be responsible for making you scream every time.
Weird??
One hundred eggs, a large bowl, and a whisk.
"Gah...gah..."
Sanhuang groaned in fear from deep in his throat.
It understands this thing so well. This is the most cruel torture instrument, covered in corpse liquid, with the ghosts of countless white, fat and round children crying and wailing on it!
The sorcerer licked his lips and held a whole big chicken leg in his hand, ready for it.
The skin of the chicken is golden, the fat is not dripping, and the rich red sauce exudes the aroma of wild vegetables and fungi, stimulating the desire to eat.
"Click~ton, tons, tons~"
Seeing his baby flowing out of the hard swaddling clothes, turning from a bright and round ball like the sun into a ball of chaos, Master Sanhuang let out a loud, not very sad cry:
"Cack! (My number 163897 is smashed! Have a good trip! Father is leaving it here~! Don't be afraid, be good!)"
In the eyes of Lin Chou and Warlock, who can sense and see the surge of energy with their own eyes, at the moment Sanhuang made a sound, a brilliant surge of energy burst out like clouds turning to reveal the sun, and Warlock's body was like a "halo of disaster"
The thick purple snow and ice melted without any resistance and disappeared in an instant.
Of course, some evolvers on Yanhui Mountain can also see this effect.
"Holy shit, shit, here we go again!"
"Gah! I've eaten crock pot chicken 16 times and it still doesn't have any special effects!"
"First of all, you have to have a reliable relationship with Boss Lin."
"Bullshit, you're trying to get lucky for a lottery fan. Only a fool these days believes that the lottery is random!"
"Oh my god, every time I see this kind of scene, I feel that the son of luck is nothing more than that. It's a pity that he is just a temporary worker."
The splendid golden color made the Warlock Master look like a golden man - of course, it was impossible to see it with the naked eye.
However, ordinary people who are more sensitive can detect the difference between the warlock and the previous one.
His temperament had changed. A kind of vigorous self-confidence or something came directly from the depths of his soul, making his entire mental state completely different.
"Gan!"
With good luck, the warlock's voice was full of confidence,
"I'm going back to solve the problem! If this can't be solved, then let's just get rid of the person who caused the problem!"
With a pop, the warlock turned into a puff of gray smoke and teleported away - not even forgetting to take San Huang away with him.
"Tsk~"
Lin Chou held a bowl while beating eggs and stuffing centipede meat roasted with butter, garlic, fennel root into her mouth.
"I hope that unlucky child comes out alive..."
In the current state of the warlock, if he still can't figure out a way to solve the problem of synchronization between the "Plus version of the soul" and the original version of the body, then in all likelihood he will force the Little Overlord server to accept customers in order to continue to make money, and destroy the unlucky child by the way.
The corpse is gone.
Don't think that this kind of thing can't happen. Mingguang officials really can't afford to offend the warlock master - and there is no need to give up the possibility of producing a hundred, one thousand, and ten thousand fourth-to-five evolvers for a fourth-to-five evolver.
Xiaobawang server.
Based on Mingguang's urinary nature, isn't this just an announcement that a certain comrade has taken the lead for the great scientific research cause and for the survival, development and progress of Mingguang, and let us all mourn in silence together?
With a big round of compensation, this matter will be over.
Otherwise, what are you thinking about? This is the end of the world. This is the era of great catastrophe. As you walk on the road, there are no more people. Who else do you want to talk to for some reason?
Just as Lin Chou was thinking this, he saw a familiar little guy squeaking into the house carrying a big bag.
"Hey, Ziyu, what are you doing?"
Lin Chou pointed to Zhao Ziyu's large backpack.
Zhao Ziyu's handsome face, which made countless mom fans scream in orgasm, suddenly turned a large area of blood red.
"runaway!!"
"Ah..." Lin Chou blinked, "What the hell?"
Zhao Ziyu became even more embarrassed, with large beads of sweat on his forehead.
"I, I ran away from home..."
"This is too much! I can't accept it!"
"Our old man is giving me a blind date!! I want to hide in Zushan for a while!!"
Lin Chou continued to blink, his expression narrowed,
"Hey, this is not a good thing!"
"The woman is 13 years older than me!"
"Then she is only in her mid-twenties. As the saying goes, a girl in her junior year holds a gold brick and a girl in her thirties..."
"The 3000 female college students are among the immortals. The 3000 female college students are feeding the Queen Mother. Brother Chou, do you want to give it a try?"
"Ah..." Lin Chou said sternly, "Brother Chou has the best small leather field tent here. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, does not get damp and does not leak. I will give you 5 boxes of happy water, and then put this source
Bring the crystal refrigerator with you. It can be used for 4 months without replacing the source crystal. Yes, you can also take these two large hams and 50 salt-baked chickens. Resolutely resist arranged marriages - Brother Chou can only help you so far.
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"It's better Brother Chou, I'll just carry that thing away,"
Zhao Ziyu choked and said,
"By the way, Brother Chou has something else to do. When Lao Zhao came over later, you said you didn't see me. If our old man doesn't believe it, emmmm, I think Old Zhao is really no match for you, Brother Chou. You are very strong.
Brother Chou, come on, come on, come on!"
"Ah this..."
Lin Chou stared at Zhao Ziyu who was like a moving hillock and then disappeared into the back hill after a few ups and downs. He felt that he might have said all the "Ah, this" in his life.
"I haven't paid the bill yet! I didn't say I gave it to you for free, you naughty kid..."
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emmmm.
In fact, I’m so desperate.
I recovered from my previous illness and attended another funeral.
In less than two years since Sanguan returned to his hometown, five elders have left, all of whom are close relatives who need to wear mourning and mourning. This...
Although it is said that the age of three views has reached this point, but I won’t go into details about this feeling. Everyone who understands understands it. Those who don’t understand, I hope you never understand.
It can be said that my emotions have collapsed...
Then I have been busy with getting married. Those of you who have wives probably know how frustrating this thing is. If there is any friction between the parents of both parties, it will be a disaster.
Just two words: I'm sorry!
The introduction is probably the current state of three people, one with the head and two with the big head.