The first thousand three hundred and thirty-three chapters are cheap and hypocritical
There is a saying, as far as the customers Yan Huishan is currently receiving, anyone who can put taste rather than special effects first will have a number of no more than two slaps after all.
Being pretentious like Boss Lin, B is thinking about it as always:
Someone can be impressed by my cooking skills, meet a close friend in the mountains and rivers, Bo Yaziqi sits together and brags about the mountains and so on...
Actually, who's money is blown by the strong wind? It is absolutely impossible for a normal person to spend tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to eat a dish that has nothing to use except some original eggs.
Except for Sikong, who lives in the mine.
While everyone was eating, Wandering Demon's eyes suddenly lit up, and Huang Dashan quickly asked,
"What, your skill exploded?"
The wandering demon shook his head and said,
"No, it's just that the unexpectedly strong origin seems to speed up the activation of the origin in the body. I think in a sense, the effect of this dish seems to be a strengthened, strengthened, and then strengthened version of the salt-baked chicken."
When the wandering demon said this, the number of heads surrounding the door suddenly decreased by half.
The earth dragon is still a fourth-level exotic beast, so one can imagine its price.
Unless absolutely necessary, no one would make fun of their own money - the salt-baked chicken is exactly the same as this dish, it's just weakened, but the truth is always the same, the worst thing is to eat more
A few of them live together!
However, a few people who were in the third- and fourth-level bottlenecks had some thoughts, and then they thought about the price, and then began to wonder which one is better between this thing and the sea stone flower coconut custard.
Anyway, we are about to be slaughtered. What posture should we adopt to make ourselves as decent and comfortable as possible?
Huang Dashan continued to mutter:
"Why don't I feel anything..."
Bai Qiong's head was full of anger,
"You feel so stupid! Do you understand what origin is? Do you understand what promotion means?"
Master Shan was angry,
"Of course I-"
"Hetui!" Bai Qiongshou's disdain was written all over his face, "You can convince 90% of people that you know how to get lucky. Ha, a guy whose combat effectiveness depends entirely on his words, how can he be so good at this level?
Mr. Gao will still spray you!"
Inner OS of the Evolvers: Without Boss Lin and the Queen, you are nothing. The best thing you can do is to be thick-skinned enough to withstand the Source Crystal Cannon...
Mr. Shan remained silent.
Regarding the knowledge of evolvers, what are their origins, what advanced skills, and what combat levels are, he knows it all without anyone else telling him.
Four words: a complete mess.
Crash into the south wall with one head, this is Shan Ye's style, and occasionally getting lucky is his entire philosophy of life.
For example, San is a bad coder. He understands the plot of a ball and advances the outline setting of a ball?!
Huang Dashan's combat power is indeed one of the best at the same level, but this does not mean that he can explain everything clearly. Before the catastrophe, some people were still professors with doctorates, masters, and masters. What about their knowledge reserves? Aren't they still being taught by themselves?
The baby was so angry that he chewed handfuls of Suxiao Jiuxin Pills...
No one can affect Prince Huang Dashan's eating speed. He is just a slut. Do you think he cares about this?
A whole plate of food was eaten up in the blink of an eye. Lin Chou and Wandering Demon couldn't help but froze when they looked at the empty plate that was as clean as if it had been licked...
emmm, by the way, what does that dish taste like?
Seeing that the dog king Wandering Demon, who was more reckless and bad-tempered than himself, was gradually becoming unkind, Shan Ye patted his butt and left, laughing weirdly all the way.
The wandering demon suddenly stood up, knocked away a group of evolvers blocking the way, and chased straight towards Huang Dashan.
Some people expressed confusion, why is Mr. Gou so excited?
"New hatred? Old hatred? What's the situation?"
We are all adults, so there is no need to have a date just because you say "what are you looking at" or "how do you look at me"?
Mr. Bai Shiba sighed silently, with a look of fatigue and weakness on his face that belonged to someone who had experienced it.
"He slapped the wandering devil's ass."
Everyone:......
Damn it, are you cheap?
Only Wu Ke muttered,
"I would say that Mr. Shan never suffers such a disadvantage. When did his character allow others to blow his hair and stare at him? He is probably deliberately looking for a fight."
So a group of people stood on the top of the mountain from a distance and watched.
In a useless wasteland about ten kilometers away, the dog king and the prince started fighting.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, accompanied by the roars of the two men,
"Ganli Niang, if you have yourself, don't do that trick of drawing blood."
"Hehe, a hot chicken is a hot chicken. Let the one with the red eyes come out and fight you, it will make my hands dirty!"
"Are you pretty? Look, are you speaking in human language? I will raise your ashes in a minute~"
"Have you just licked a dead child? Is your mouth so dirty?"
"What the hell, I'm envious. What kind of man is a man who can't talk?"
"Oh, King of Plate."
"I **** n***a got a **** thing **** raised by a DJ!!"
"die!"
Bai Qiong covered his face with his head, unable to bear to look at it anymore,
"It's embarrassing, don't ask me, I really don't know this guy..."
Lin Chou's eyesight was really good. He held his chin and watched with great interest.
"Hey, this gun fist is very powerful. Warriors like Shen Feng may not necessarily have the posture standards of a wandering demon. I have definitely practiced it."
"This kick is not bad. Hey, this kind of posture can actually be followed by a kidney shot? Master Shan will suffer a loss!"
For ordinary people, this is a rare opportunity to see two fifth-level plus-level physical arts masters fighting each other. It feels great to be able to beat people into kites in a circle. From a distance, it's amazing.
It's like a fireworks show, it's a dazzling spectacle.
In less than two minutes, there were hundreds of handicaps. You could bet on winning or losing, and you could bet on 1 circulation point. It was super fun!
Wu Ke took out a telescope and seemed to be very worried about his gay friend Prince Dashan:
"Ah, Mr. Shan's eyes are red again. Are you getting really angry?"
"The world of Zhoucao has returned. It's getting colder. I'm afraid it's not going to kill anyone!"
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The results are out.
I think the doctor must have been quite unhappy at that time: This is a tertiary-level cancer hospital. If you don’t have lung cancer, you are too embarrassed to come here. Why are you joining in the fun with tuberculosis? Don’t waste medical resources.
Tuberculosis may be a bit serious, but the doctor said that judging from the symptoms, it is not contagious.
Just for treatment, I probably got popularized by the dog-headed strategist in the group and looked at those medicines on Baidu, and sighed, "Damn it, I need to take jujube pills for my liver..."
Can anyone knowledgeable recommend a liver-protecting medicine?
If you transfer to a hospital or change a place, you will probably still need various examinations as usual.
The suona team is temporarily withdrawing, and those who are preparing to have a seat also move back a little, because the three of them can't cool down for the time being.
Third, I still give priority, try my best to ensure that "I'm Really Not the End of the World" is updated, and I have to change to another hospital, so I won't be too busy to come here.
You can read the new book for now, no need to cut it. Those who want to take a look can feel free to read it.
That book is on the recommended list. I would like to thank you for voting, giving rewards, publicity, and support.
But it is a short story. The estimated word count is only 1 million to 1.2 million words. It was originally planned to be written in 3 to 4 months after it was published. It is estimated that it will take some time to treat the disease, so I cried...
The past few days have been so stressful that I feel dizzy and my whole body is not feeling well, mainly because I have been tortured so much mentally.