At first, there was just a strange sound, and then there was a loud bang. Three humanoid creatures, perhaps jumping from thousands of meters away to hundreds of meters in the air, were sitting on a piece of Boss Lin's abstract and alternative sea blue stone.
It landed on top.
emmmm...
Fortunately, this cool-looking sea bluestone "sculpture" that Lin Chou loved very much is a sea bluestone, and any other stone would have been gone by now.
A mountain of evolutionists watched in stunned silence as Leng pushed the dejected old man and young child into the tavern - how should I describe the scene - like a mother grabbing a bag and smashing a child while his grandpa took him to climb a tree and dig out birds.
A nest-like state.
The evolvers on Yanhui Mountain were stunned and couldn't help but show expressions like "Sure enough,".
"You see, he is indeed one of the most ruthless characters in Mingguang!"
"Ha, to make it clear, apart from Mr. Bai Shiba, I only accept Leng!"
"Poor old Mr. Zhao, he was once a ruthless person who would cause an earthquake if he stomped his feet at the light of day. He was just picked up and slunk back like a chicken? He's so angry!"
"Don't beep, the old man is still the kind of person you said he used to be."
"By the way, Master Shiba's family has an extra 19th sister?"
"Rumor! There is no such thing! The youngest is the eighteenth sister, okay!"
The topic quickly went off the rails:
"Hey, gentlemen, please tell me. You said that Master Shiba has a physique made of steel and a waist made of titanium alloy. Why doesn't Mr. Shan know how to ask them for advice? I've heard about it.
Master Shan... um... what... it’s not just one or two days! Looking at it this way, is the relationship between the first and second eldest brother of the Blades really just as those people said, and has already existed in name only? "
"Oh, are you new here?"
"Ah this..."
"Your grandma is a hammer. I want to ask you, who is the wife of the Eighteenth Master?"
The man was confused for a long time, scratching his head helplessly.
"Hey, you all know that I'm new here, how can you know who Uncle Qiongshou's wife is?"
"Hey!" The knowledgeable elder brother squeezed out a disdainful voice from between his teeth, "Have you never seen the photo of a sister on the wall of honor? She brings her own holy light! A hero of low-level evolutionaries! It is said that my sister-in-law is still there to this day.
As for the first level... there are eighteen children..."
"What on earth do you want to say?"
The knowledgeable elder brother sneered,
"Silly bird, what I mean is that what Master Shiba is dealing with is at most a first-order evolver, and what Master Shan wants to deal with, does Queen Luanshan know? As soon as she gets on the queen's throne, she will immediately have super-sixth-order strength!"
Everyone chuckled sympathetically,
"Yeah, sorry, I'm dying~"
...
The topic of the guys outside has shifted from some low-end gadgets that they firmly believe can complement each other to how to trick a queen/female rich woman/female philanthropist/female photographer into returning home, and the situation inside the tavern is even more complicated.
When the excitement got louder, Leng insisted on tying up Lao Zhao and Xiao Zhao, putting them in sacks, and throwing them at the door of Mo Hongniang's office to enforce the family law.
"Isn't this a public execution~" Wu Ke beeped quietly.
"I still determined the family law of the Zhao family." Zhao Qingcang beeped softly.
"Sister, no, no one will dare to introduce me to a partner after you do this..."
"That's just right, little bastard. Just grit your teeth and stamp your feet and agree to this. You don't have to worry about not having a partner in the future."
"You guys!!!" Leng Han manically walked around the small restaurant.
The extremely dense metal is no longer in the state of a ribbon scarf, but has been twisted into several whips covered with countless sharp barbs. Every slight movement can make the surrounding air swing in circles that are almost visible to the naked eye.
Ripples and sharp tearing sounds.
When Lin Chou saw it, he curled his lips slightly and whipped him down like this. Apart from himself, only the big-breasted sister and Gungun were left intact...
It's not a weapon that can reason with you when it comes to breaking extremely dense metal. The first thing anyone considers when fighting Comrade A Leng is how fucking heavy this thing is. However, its weight is very important to Leng Han himself.
It doesn't even exist. She can add all kinds of random skills to the extremely dense metal at will...
Yeah, a real physical and magic double attack.
For example, when Leng Han activates Wushuang, it is equivalent to Boss Lin charging at you with a mace in the shape of a warlock with countless auras and passives, and he does not rule out that the charge will turn into a backstab and a kidney attack.
possibility of attack.
To be honest, even Zhao Qingcang is a bit vain at the moment. If Mr. Zhao doesn't show some real skills, he will be overthrown by Leng Han even if he can't even walk away from a stick. As for the real A
...
You ask Mr. Zhao if he dares, and whether Prince Leng will raise a coastal defense line and smash it over for the time being, the person who had the dispute and the garrison must blow up the nest first.
Fortunately, Leng Han finally stopped. The extremely dense metal turned into a long pointer, banging on the table, and Leng Han's eyes wandered back and forth between the two's buttocks and the top of their heads, as if he was wondering which one.
Some are easier to start with.
"You can be patient!"
"It's time to make a career!"
"A runaway and an arranged marriage!"
"Zhao Ziyu! Have you grown a brain? Are you ready to go all the way north to the deepest part of Zushan? Do you know what's there?"
Boss Lin's table, ah no, even though the pointer hit the table with the permanent attribute, it seemed that the entire Yanhui Mountain was trembling, which made Boss Lin feel distressed.
So Boss Lin calmly took the pointer and put it aside. He put a long, thin and regular ham in Leng Han's hand, and pointed at the opening where the ham was specially cut out, which was a palm-sized cross-section.
The oil flower path is as beautiful as the window grilles on the glass in the harsh winter in the north.
"This one is good, this one is good, this one can't kill anyone, and you can take a few bites to replenish your strength when there's thunder..."
The whole place froze.
Huang Dashan's waist was so frightened that he almost fell out of his chest - Damn Lin Zi, Lin Zi, how did you live to be so big?
Leng Han stared at Lin Chou in shock for a while, then shifted his gaze to the ham's window, and subconsciously said,
"New legs that are three years old? They are so perfect and smell so good\(^o^)/~..."
Well...
what!!
Leng Han was annoyed.
Her brows furrowed into a big knot, but it was no longer possible to regain the ferocious state just now.
"Zhao! Zi! Yu! You! Smile! What! What!"
"I didn't, I didn't, sister...ah~"
Bang~
After knocking it off, Leng felt distressed and quickly looked at the ham.
A large piece of the aged mycelium on the skin of the ham has been shaken off, and it falls to the ground. The palm-sized window section has released a lot of oil with Leng Han's angry blow, making it look even more moist.
"Hmph~ You are lucky!"
Leng Han felt relieved and walked slowly into the kitchen with his ham on his back.
"call..."
Zhao Ziyu said tremblingly,
"I seriously doubt that if the ham was damaged by my shock just now, my sister would twist off my head, shape it into a ham shape, and hang it on the rafters to dry in the smoky sky."
"Ha, hot chicken," Zhao Qingcang pinched his chin and showed the proud smile of an old scoundrel with a knife, "I'm different, the girl will hang my whole body up."
"Hey, that sounds so glorious. Didn't you get beaten up by my sister just now?"
"Hey, you little brat, I think your skin is itchy again?"
"What, grandpa, do you want to scratch me?"
"..."
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Well, Sister-in-law Guan's fifteen-day wedding leave is over, and San is back to update again.
Getting married is really tiring.
San Mou advises everyone, a dog’s life is important, if you are married, just live together if you can...
I seriously doubt that anyone with poor physical fitness will not be able to handle the second wedding. This is really not a job done by one person.