Chapter 3220

The little pink pig's mouth purrs, as if in cursing Ling Han.

"Sezhu, what else is there? Take us to find it." Ling Han says, this pig lets a person unexpectedly still have some use.

Little pink pig ignored him, but buried in the chest of calling snow, only revealed a fat round buttocks.

I can't control it. I want to have a roast suckling pig.

"Little pig pig, the young master is the master of Dan Dao, so if you know where there is any precious medicine, you'd better tell the young master." Call snow in the side said.

The little pink pig turned around and looked up and down at Ling Han. Suddenly, he looked up and down and made a grunt. The meaning of ridicule was very obvious.

Ling Han can't help but be speechless. When he was in the Dandao Association, which person didn't respectfully call him master Ling, but now, he was ridiculed by a lecherous lazy pig.

This pig is really weird.

The higher the strength of the monster, the more civilized its wisdom is. For example, brother monkey is able to speak human language. If it is not for a monkey brain, what is the difference between human beings and them?

But this pig clearly has no strength, but it seems that he can't fight to death. Moreover, he has a high degree of intelligence, which is a very strange thing.

"Well, little pig, you can help the young master." Call snow again.

The little pink pig suddenly hit a shiver, as if can't stand the soft words of the beautiful woman, all the bones are crisp.

It sticks out its hooves and points in a direction, and then it immediately moves forward.

After walking for a long time, they found an old ginseng.

This is a yellow ginseng. It's five or six hundred years old, full of vitality.

"Great tonic!" Ling Han's eyes are shining. Although he has already had five Phoenix King green fruits, there are still two changes and three changes after the impact of the blood exchange environment. The more treasures are, the better the better.

"Fat pig, you are quite familiar with this place." Ling Han said that if he and Zhao Xue wanted to find out, the remote place where the old ginseng grew could not be found in two or three months.

I can't see that this colored pig is too lazy to lie on the ground after walking a few steps. How could he know so much about this place?

"After that, I'll call you treasure hunting pig." Ling Han said with a smile.

The little pink pig showed a look of disdain for the title.

"What's your name then?" Ling Han asked.

The little pink pig turned his head and made a loud and proud voice.

It's pretty good.

"Forget it. I'd better call you a color pig or a lazy pig." Ling Han gave up on naming the pig.

Under the soft words of calling for snow, the little pink pig again points out the direction, but this time, it leads the two people to the top of the big green hill.

After walking through the hillside, Ling Han frowned.

There was a terrible pressure shrouded in him, which made his heart tremble, and he could not bear to call snow. He was shivering with cold sweat all over his body.

At this time, Ling Han's neck suddenly has purple light flashing, suddenly, this pressure reduced a lot.

Oh, it's this purple pendant again.

This Li Changdan is really lucky. He found such a treasure, but the other party's bad luck obviously stopped cooking, otherwise he would not die in his hands.

Ling Han grabs the head. He has two attributes of super luck and super bad luck. When he is provoked, it is definitely the bad luck attribute.

"Call snow, don't go any more." He said that the maid couldn't resist the pressure.

Call xueyiyan to stop, she really can't go, can adhere to now is also because of Ling Han around, which turned into a strong belief.

The little pink pig is staring at Ling Han, but actually said, it is his neck.

It's cold.

It's just It obviously overestimated its ability to jump, only to jump half the distance, it fell from the air.

"Gu --" it makes a killing pig's cry, but it can't stop it from falling heavily on the ground.

Call snow is soft feet, it is impossible to hand, Ling Han is able to catch a small lazy pig in time, but a color pig rushed over, he was disgusted and disgusted to death, how could he pick it up?

PA, the little pink pig fell to the ground and did not move.

"Little pig!" Call the snow to call.

"Don't worry. You can't die." Ling Han said with a smile, this guy can even bear his fist power. How can he fall and die?

But the pig didn't move at all.

"Don't be pathetic, get up and get down to business." Ling Han used his feet to stir.

"Hooray! Whoa! Whoa Turn over a body, but found that the fat pig is actually asleep, issued a snoring sound.

Can you fall asleep with a fall?

You are a pig!

Well, it's really a pig.

However, after being stirred by Ling Han, the little pink pig wakes up and stares at Ling Han again The neck, the pig's eyes shine."Why, covet my baby?" Ling Han laughs and takes down the purple pendant. He is also curious about the origin of this thing.

Little pink pig came to see, but also sniffed with his nose, and then made an action that made Ling Han crazy.

It spat at the purple pendant.

Shit!

Ling Han quickly took back the pendant: "fat pig, do you believe I beat you into a dead pig?"

The little pink pig shows disdain immediately, a pair of pig is not afraid of your appearance at all.

It seems that in the eyes of this pig, the purple pendant is not a treasure, so it just looked at it curiously and then Spit in disgust.

This pig, absolutely weird.

"Call snow, you wait here, I'll take this fat pig up." Ling Han said.

Small pink pig a listen, immediately opened his limbs, grilled in the thigh called snow, put clear not to follow Ling Han.

This is disgusting.

Ling Han where tube, forcefully caught the small pink pig.

This colored pig is very resistant to fighting, but its strength is extremely weak. Where can the enemy get the cold, it makes a scream.

Ling Han continued to walk up the mountain with the little pink pig. The purple pendant on his neck was shining to resist the pressure of the mountain. Rao was so. But the more he went up the mountain, the more terrible the pressure was. Soon Ling Han also began to sweat.

Kakka, his knuckles are all making a violent sound. This should not be a formation, but the breath left by the strong. There is no way to crack it. If you are strong enough, you can match or ignore such pressure. If it is not strong enough, you will have to lie down.

On the contrary, the little pink pig seems to be immune to such pressure.

The pig glanced at Ling Han from time to time, and his eyes were full of ridicule and contempt.

"One day, I'll make you a roast pig!" Ling Han said.

"Goo Goo Goo!" The little pink pig retorted, though it would only call it back and forth.

"I don't care about you." Ling Han continued to walk with the little pink pig. The pressure of terror became more and more powerful, and his speed was also slower and slower. The sound of bone nodes was like frying broad beans.

Eh!

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