Doomsday Pavilion

Bao Er stared at Zhao Er blankly.

"Oh roar, second master, are you okay?"

Zhao Ermo wiped the green foam on the corner of his mouth,

"What can I do? Hey!"

He carefully buttoned the lid of the bottle of truffle sauce, and held it in his arms, as if he was afraid of being snatched by others.

The corners of Bao Er's mouth twitched-Erye, can you give a little face to those who commit the word "two" in our name? What did you do just now? I don't have any AC numbers in my heart. Just talk about you. Does Lao Zhao's family have any weird hobbies?

Zhao Er's eyes were still a little excited and a little confused, and he walked over to the earth dragon and touched him.

"Good guy..."

Zhao Er is very envious. For example, Zhao Qingcang, Lin sorrows, Huang Dashan, and pure physical exporters, including wandering demons, shouldn’t say anything. If Zhao Qingcang and Earth Dragon are in the same rank, the father’s special ability can be achieved It’s a spike, if it’s on Huang Dashan, up to 50%, if it’s replaced by himself, it’s basically just a detour or escape for life, not for anything else-the **** earth dragon basically doesn’t take the original attack. Yes, whether it's the source crystal gun or what, basically can only stare.

Zhao Er's eyes changed when he saw the wandering demon.

"Good fellow, I'm just a good fellow."

Wandering demons belong to the kind of extreme metamorphosis of the original skills that can be played by people with thieves. Except for the lower rank, they can't fault it at all.

The exchange of blood, the kind of real blood exchange that doesn't reason with anyone and the living corpse of a strange animal, who can stand it.

The Wandering Demon didn't care about Zhao Er at all.

emmmm...

Such poor people have always despised the high-ranking warriors who have piled up resources like Zhao Er, even though Zhao Erye’s resources in Zhao’s family have also used his own efforts and The talent was exchanged, but, after all, it still took a lot of advantage. Some things can't be obtained by effort and talent alone.

So far, the only people who can truly convince the wandering demons are Lin Chou, Leng Han, and a big sister Xiong.

The wandering magic said happily,

"This thing is hard to find. I basically stay in the hole and can't get out of it. My body shape can't get into its hole..."

Lin Chou looked at it and quickly caught up with an adult ground dragon about the size of a wild boar. Uh, okay, it is said that the holes dug by things like pangolins are always much smaller than his own body.

Wandering Demon continues to popularize science,

"Fortunately I have a large group of dogs, oh yes, this kind of pangolin... well, earth dragon? It feeds on second-order soil ants and green forest bee larvae, and likes to eat Cistanche that has not grown out of the ground. It is said to be very nourishing? Yes. A rare high-level monster that can be eaten by ordinary people? Isn't it rare? This thing is not very bright. It only knows how to make holes and run away. The evolutionary with average original ability really has no good way to use it."

Zhao Er: ...

MMP feels that he has been despised but can't answer it.

Lin Chou nodded for granted?

"The value of the whole body is all in the flesh and blood? The bones and crustaceans are not poisonous yet, God knows how this thing evolved."

He remembered again that his father had lost the bones and carapace soaking underwear for this thing, eh? It feels quite interesting to think about it now.

The difference between the earth dragon and the normal pangolin is not that big? The one with the huge tail? Almost as thin as its waist? The head is small and pointed? A tile-shaped scale armor reflects the mysterious blue gold? Every scale Jiadu is as old as thousands of years.

"very beautiful..."

Boss Lin’s unique aesthetics tells him that after peeling and deboning this thing, using carapace and bones to make such a specimen, it can definitely stand up to the scene.

Lin Chou asked,

"How many days are you staying this time?"

The wandering demon scratched his head,

"When I first came here, someone was hired? Asked my dog ​​group to help guard the nearby civilians? Top my head tax for half a year? It is estimated that I will be able to rest for a few more days."

Lin Chou nodded?

"Come on, I just finished eating this earth dragon before leaving."

"Sure, just wait for your words?" The wandering demon continued to scratch his head, "Well, give me a few whole dishes first, I haven't had a good meal in the wilderness for months..."

The wandering demon loves blood-related foods due to its original ability.

Pig blood soup, Xiongxinzhuang leeches, fried chicken with sour lotus head...These are the dishes he must order every time.

Lin Chou nodded,

"Prepare now. I will fill some Black Mountain wild boar blood sausage. By the way, I don’t want a set of mixed chicken blood. A few days ago, Mr. Zhao smashed ashes... Well, Mr. Zhao gave a good comment. This old man is too indifferent. , I made it for myself..."

The dishes will be ready soon, the marijuana is so spicy, and the raw food is added. The wandering demon is not the fragile appetite of ordinary people, and the food is called a hearty and hearty meal.

Lin Chou finally brought him a stone pot of soup, and he also drank a bowl of it slowly.

"Taste this, motherwort pig blood soup," Lin Chou said with a smile, "to replenish the blood, usually use so much blood, make it up all at once~"

The wandering demon laughed like a diesel engine started, and his face was twitched.

"Don't confinement people eat motherwort?"

Lin Chou gave him a look.

"Well, more than that, it's good for my aunt to drink this soup for a long time and a lot of traffic."

Wanderer: "..."

Mom sells batches!

During the period, hunters came in from time to time to order dishes, and they felt confused when they saw the contents on the Wandering Magic Table.

Good guy, this treatment...

The **** feel more and more that Mr. Lin’s conditions for making friends are weird-I can learn what kind of aunt he likes!

However, she didn't dare to provoke the wandering demons, so she could only cry to herself, like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

The original ability of the wandering demon is recognized as a metamorphosis, and it is difficult for an evolutionary of the same rank to pass a trick under his hands.

What body type do you have?

How much blood do you have?

What is the hematopoietic ability of others? What is your hematopoietic ability?

It can't be said that the same rank is a second kill, but it is definitely the kind of ability standing on the commanding heights-after all, even an evolutionary, without a drop of blood in the body, can't live well by relying on extreme anger and strong will.

In a short while, a lot of people surrounded the wandering demon,

"Big Demon, hey, playing in a team?"

"That is, if you find out that there is no good thing, you can't handle it by yourself, take the brothers."

"Brother, when will we leave before entering the wilderness? Do you need a car? We can help transport you goods or something..."

In short, it's a posture of shamelessly licking and sticking up.

The wandering demon has long been used to this, and he is a standard nasty critic with a straight brain circuit.

"Yes, Waiyin Mountain, a colony of yellow sand worms, I can't handle it myself."

A group of evolutionaries took a breath,

"Farewell!"

"WDNMD, this old man is too reckless. Sandworms are the pitiful fifth-tier players who can make up their minds casually?"

"Can't afford to offend... we are really incompatible with the big guy's world..."