Of course, Prince Huang, who is in Yanhui Mountain, must not have seen the schedule of the queen's possible Arowana to come to catch the rape in the near future - if you know, it is estimated that you will immediately hold on to the big waist of the send, and there will be no leisure at all in this synchronous with Niu Lan Mountain (blowing + eating) Niu Bi.

And what makes the prince feel aggrieved is that this pot has also been lost and admitted, and the mother has eaten for a long time, but there is no meaning of cow beeping at all!

emmm...

Could it be that my eating posture is wrong, so some kind of mysterious power of "great" joy cannot have an effect on your mountain master?

When Niu Lanshan next to him was tasting the food, the chewing action suddenly stopped.

"Huh? You kid belongs to a lighter, why is the size of the fire self-adjusting?! ”

The old man Niu is Spartan and doubts life.

Huang's yang fire was obviously about to die just now, and that small flame was weaker than a candle, how could it have turned into a raging flame in a blink of an eye?

Huang Dashan pouted,

"Say whatever you want, anyway, no one here can see any hell of a yang fire - by the way, no one here believes in you, no matter what age."

Niu Lanshan was really choked, and he almost didn't catch his breath when he breathed this breath.

For a long time, I only squeezed out such a sentence,

"You, you..."

"It's just rotten wood that can't be carved..."

Every punctuation mark is filled with the pale weakness of Xiucai encountering soldiers.

Lin Chou and Xue Tuanzi both chose to take these two chattering voices as deaf ears, and concentrated on dealing with the dishes on the plate.

"Boom!"

"Let's haw~"

One after another can't stop.

The mustard with wrinkled leaves itself has a light mustard, smells refreshing and fresh, and its numerous burrs on the leaf surface are softened into a velvet-like feeling by the snowman brand "Autumn Frost", which is very vain, but the juice adsorbed and carried is unusually much.

Each chopstick is like picking up greenery from a plate of soup, and the turquoise is also like jelly for a few times, but in fact, there is not a drop of overflowing soup at all.

The leaves are soft and tender, a little mustard stalk is crisp, and it tastes like a hemp leaf, slightly bitter and sweet.

Each of the tiniest hairs doesn't seem to touch the mouth, but directly scrapes off the excess fat in the body - indescribably refreshing, so much so that it makes people feel hungry the more they eat.

This rare texture may make people forget the several spicy and sour flavors of the dish for a while, and instead immerse themselves in the peculiarity of wrinkled leaf mustard greens.

Lin Chou took a breath, his chest was hot and crispy,

"Hey, it's spicy enough~"

Xue Danzi: "Boom! ”

It's really sinful, everyone eats the same meal, but when it comes to Xuedanzi's mouth, there is a crisp sound like chewing ice cubes.

Huang Dashan stopped several times to pull the rice grains in the bowl - should he be looking for sand?

Xue Tuanzi yingyingying said,

"Excellent dish, it's the best meal I've had in nearly 60 years, it's warm and toasty."

Others: "......"

Completely unable to empathize.

Does the snow dumpling boss have any strange misunderstanding of words such as "warm baking", "hot", and "warm"...

Xue Tuanzi ate very happily, kept picking vegetables, and moved quickly.

Once the leaves on the plate are clamped, they are immediately coated with a layer of crystal ice ballast, while the leaves on the plate remain unchanged.

Shanye Dao,

"I'm knocking, what is the principle of this, I still feel amazing after watching it for a long time."

Wu Ke, who was holding a rice bowl and a chopstick dish covered with rice, hid in the corner and didn't move, he pushed his glasses,

"I have a bold guess..."

"Shut up!"

"Oh..."

Finally, the green vegetables on the chopsticks of the snow dumplings lived up to expectations and fell back on the plate.

"Clank!"

A plate of vegetables, along with a few centimeters of steam above, was sealed in ice, and it became a small mountain.

Niu Lanshan was stunned, and Huang Dashan was stunned.

mmp！

MMP...

Research is research curiosity, you can't just turn research materials into your own!

Leave us a mouthful—

Huang Dashan knocked the green Xiaoice Mountain on the plate with chopsticks,

"Dang, ding~"

Xiaoice Mountain is as steady as a dog, but the chopsticks are frozen by the extremely low temperature and shattered into several sections with the knocking.

Xue Tuanzi said in a shy voice,

"Well, do you still eat it?"

It's a wool thread.

Niu Lanshan threw down his chopsticks, helpless,

"Please."

Xuedanzi shyly condensed a thin icicle and stuck it on the Xiaoice Mountain, and lifted it up as soon as he mentioned it - just like holding a strangely shaped lollipop or sugar gourd in his hand!

Everyone: "......"

"Boom."

"Click, click."

"Suck and suck."

Xue Tuanzi is even more shy, and his words are about to be unfavorable.

"It's all up to me to do it..."

"Borrow you to lick?"

Reluctantly reluctant.

The cute snowman holds a green Xiaoice Mountain, and the shape of the Xiaoice Mountain looks like an upside-down crown.

Well, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Huang Dashan shuddered,

"Stay away from that..."

Xue Tuanzi immediately held the "crown" in his arms and gnawed on it without a bite.

Strange to say, no matter how big the gap in that layer of ice is bitten off, it will be filled immediately.

LIN Chou,

“... Can it still taste? ”

snow dumplings,

"Yes, yes, original, really."

“......”

What an original!

emmmm, it's starting to feel like this snowman is a baby.

Then make an ice cream and freeze it, name it [perpetual motion machine], and then sell the ice~

Lin Chou was speechless.

Poor child, it seems that there is a chance to cook more delicious food for him, anyway, the old man Gao pays for it - what has it all been tossed into.

Alas, hot hot pot ...

Lin Chou turned around, ran to sit under the tree of his homeland, and after a while, Huang Dashan also came out.

The mountain master pouted his teeth and said with a painful face,

"Knock, let's really classify science fiction, I feel that I am not surprised at all that your mountain master who has crossed the catastrophe and cultivated immortals has popped up now."

Lin Chou rubbed his face,

"Well, isn't there a snowman in the house, making a fuss."

"Do you think we evolutionaries can still be considered human beings in the end?"

Huang Dashan suddenly confronted a thought-provoking and particularly philosophical question.

"What kind of mutant beast, what kind of mutant beast, machine, demon, plant, spirit, snowman—"

"There are no strange things, and as the level increases, it is no longer difficult to maintain the specific state of certain bloodline abilities."

"For example, Uncle Warlock, he has been in a spirit state forever for hundreds of years..."

His face was old and serious,

"I always feel that if it continues to develop like this, it will be no different from the extinction of the dead race."

Don't say it, once a guy with a character like Huang becomes philosophical, he really has depth.

Lin Chou in his heart: MMP, who will answer this kind of hellish question! Do you think Ben Shuai looks like a person with a philosophical painting style?

Huang Dashan stood up suddenly, his bald head dazzling.

Just when Lin Chou thought that he was going to make some kind of ghostly remarks, the mountain master patted his buttocks, twisted his body, and the expression on his face quickly turned into the kind of familiar ripples,

"Eh, what kind of wind blew our Uncle Wen and Second Master Zhao here? Come on~I miss you guys~! ”

Yes, yes, it's the kind of glorious female image that all historical film and television dramas inevitably appear, leaning on the door frame and waving a handkerchief along the street to solicit customers.

If it weren't for the shining bald head that was particularly scorching, Lin Chou would have been able to make up a whole section of avi, hiss, spicy eyes.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Erhe, who was walking up, and Wen Zhongjiu's steps were suddenly messy.

Wen Chongjiu has a huge wine jar in his hand, no, the wine jar, I don't know where it came from, and it smashed at Huang Dashan with a "hum".

Huang Dashan laughed,

"Uncle Wen is polite~"

Stretch out your hand and take the jar of wine,

"Yo, it's still full, you can do it!"

said yes, but I didn't dare to drink it, for fear that Red-Eyed No. 2 would jump out and make trouble.

Zhao Er's grinning face was fierce,

"I don't have time to talk to you, I'm angry, Lin Zi will get a few jars of colorful snake wine, and a few appetizers, and pick up a plate of the big pig's trotters for me last time, but you can cut it!"

Lin Chou shrugged and went to prepare the dish.

Warm as jade, warm wine...

Well, Wen Chongjiu's face is not as warm as jade this time, it is gloomy and terrible.

Everyone was inexplicable, not to mention the heavy wine for the time being, the expression of Zhao Erye, who was like Huang Dashan's trumpet, had never been seen before.

The two of them sat down in the pavilion, and Huang Dashan and a bunch of evolutionaries immediately stepped forward to "admire" the big guy up close—the group of dogs had already smelled the sweet and lingering smell of "gossip".

"What's going on?"

"Second Master Zhao, don't be patronizing and sulking, say it and let the big guy open... Ahem, help you with the staff! ”

"Yes, yes!"

Zhao Er's eyes slanted over, and he was very angry with Lao Zhao, so frightened that the few people who spoke shrank their necks.

Zhao Er took out a cigarette box whose packaging had faded and controlled it, empty,

"Bad luck..."

Everyone knows the antique cigarettes before the cataclysm.

The price is affordable for most evolutionaries, but it's too little to buy.

Some people who have a smoking addiction are to buy some cigarettes produced after the cataclysmic era and smoke them, and the choice is relatively large.

stared at each other with big eyes - this crowd of onlookers let us be, too much of a failure.

Zhao Er threw away the cigarette case and scolded,

"Damn bad luck, it's bad luck all day today!"

"I ran into a few from the coastal defense line, Niang Xipi, I really can't get used to their arrogant and domineering color."

"If it weren't for the sea..."

Warm wine interrupted suddenly,

"Okay, don't say a word."

Zhao Er snorted and chirped, and also realized that this topic was not easy to say in public.

But the big guys are all clever people, and when they hear it, they know the door.

"Grass, where are those dogs? Let's go with joy brothers! ”

"I'm worried that I have no business these days, and my bones are itching~"

"Yo, our feelings, our 'boss' is here again to engage in 'inspection', hey, knock your mother, go for a walk, go back to the base city, and scold them!"

"Do you really use yourself as a big clove of garlic?"

Zhao Eryi waved his hand,

"Grass, don't move, don't make trouble for Lao Tzu!"

Ran goose,

"Huh..."

I don't know who couldn't hold back the laughter, and then I couldn't hold back,

"Ouch, my Second Master Zhao, I'm still causing trouble for you..."

"Who came the year before last and cut off a good seedling of the Song family who was about to be a fifth-order."

"Which one are you the most reckless~"

"Eh, you can't say that, if that guy hadn't blown up the thorn first, our Second Master Zhao would have seen him like him?"

"Last year's... Hey... I don't seem to have seen last year's? I heard that the surname is also Song? ”

"Well, the year before last, there were two young people in their twenties."

"Tsk, I remember them, there was no one of the worst, the ship was blown to slag by Vice Admiral Leng with a birdwing ballista before it even docked."

"It's okay if you don't say it, when you think about it this way, you should feel that it seems that the grievances are the coastal defense line..."

"Yes!"

The smile on Zhao Er's face flashed,

"Mom's, there is no one who can fight, if it weren't for the surname Wen stopping me, Lao Tzu would have beaten out all the shit on the spot!"

The crowd complimented,

"Look at our Lord Wen, the high wind and bright festival."

"That's it, after all, it's the gate of our own house, we must pay attention to the impact, otherwise people from the coastal defense line will go back and be a meal, as if we have done something to them."

"The friendship of the landlords, that's it."

No one asked what the cause of the matter was, as if it were a matter of course for someone to beat someone over there.

ZHAO Erdao,

"Lao Tzu forced him to swear in public, come to Mingguang again, Ding Ding is three centimeters shorter."

Wen Chongjiu raised his head, crying and laughing,

"You, you... This feud is a big deal, you know..."

Zhao Eryi grinned,

"When the sky falls, there is an old man to hold on to me, what are you afraid of? Besides, I've never seen him, I'm not familiar with him at all, and I don't have any status in the coastal defense line, so he can make any waves. ”

"I'm not angry, that Sun thief is too cowardly, how can he be like that?"

Warm wine secluded road,

"You kid has thirteen moves, and you can't leave the next three ways, and if you have the ability, you can try it yourself a few times!"

Zhao Er snorted,

"It's like you didn't do it, cut, I don't know you anymore, I didn't miss a black hand when I pulled the fight."

Wen Zhongjiu's face darkened: "Could it be that I want to help them?" ”

ZHAO Erdao,

"In short, it's his mother's upset, eh, you say it's okay, one day we will also organize a group to go to the coastal defense line to slip away, what is this Prince Huang, Lin boy, Xiao Qingyu, Leng girl, that girl surnamed Bu, Sister Xingxing, Sister Xingxing, no... Gather the people to the point of pointing the country and stirring up the words, and if I don't find it this time, I won't be able to get rid of this evil breath. ”

Wen Zhongjiu thought about it,

"Leng Han definitely can't, how can there be anyone in the coastal defense line who doesn't know her, is anyone else, I think it's reliable-phew, it's all crooked by you, where to go, no one can go, pay attention to the impact!"

Zhao Er sighed, extremely disdainful,

"Cowardice."

"Childish, not naïve."

"Cowardice."

"Zhao Er, let me tell you, if you make trouble again, I will really find the old man to sue you for being black."

"Cowardice."

“......”

"Cowardice."

“......”

"Cowardice."

"Zhao Er, am I pretty, MMP, did you hear me, am I pretty!"

"Beh..."

For the first time in history, Wen Chongjiu performed in public and exploded on the spot - the whole group of people plus a giant force, Huang Dashan combined, it took a long time to successfully separate him and Zhao Er.