Chapter 933： Congratulations to the host for mentioning the legendary level...

Qin Wuyong stubbornly insisted that Huang Dashan's style of "deceiving the top and concealing the bottom" will one day be called out, and it will really be called out.

"I look forward to that day" someone said.

He was particularly entangled.

Say good nozuonodie, but this does not die for several meanings!

The world is hot and cold, as cold as paper~

He couldn't help but think of the youth who died before jumping into the bottomless basin like a sinkhole. He also ran happily in the sunset. Ah yes. No!

But since when did I degenerate, and now I have become part-time in my business, because of what, money?

He Qin really has a mmp to say,

"I am very interested in money, but I have never touched money!"

Let alone money, I haven't even seen the chicken drumsticks in the box lunch.

Qin Wuyong has mixed feelings, he is sadness starts from the heart, sadness grows from the guts, and he is completely sad.

The snow dumpling boss who had been far away suddenly jumped up, and shook off a snow flake, which looked like a fire burning his butt.

"Ah, it's cold, it's cold, ahhhh..."

Qin Wuyong: "..."

Desperate, how is that guy fat four! Is my sadness overflowing, right?

pill!

Also, this is too ruining the atmosphere, then someone Qin tells a cold joke and won't freeze you to death.

Suddenly silence,

"Fuck, this, this, this, the Snowman has become a fine?"

Lin Chou and the others are speechless. The reflection arc of this old man is too long. The material of your reflection arc must be maltose, right?

Qin Wuyong felt that he could not lose face in front of this big guy, and said,

"Well, cough, I was just shocked casually, but in fact I was not too surprised, emmmm, the snowman has become a fine, it is not a sensational incident in these years, do not 6 for basic exercises, sprinkle water~ "

Zhao Er said,

"Don't be a fool, girl Zuo, you... eh... people..."

A dazzling green suddenly appeared beside the snow dumpling boss, touch here and there, and the potted plant said excitedly.

"Big brother, are you short of money? I smell the same attributes as Uncle Warlock on you. You must be short of money, right? Come with me! You are the latest version of my natto red bean fruity popsicles. Natural best image spokesperson wow!"

Lin Chou squeezed his eyebrows, and the urge to cut people was even stronger.

What's more, I have a lot of nataka red beans all over the mountain and they are indeed free to taste, but no one regards it as an industry to eat, take, and earn shameless black-hearted money.

Lin Chou asked,

"Selling popsicles? Why don't I know about this..."

Huang Dashan crooked his mouth,

"Oh, the place where she sells popsicles is in Qinshan Funeral Home, which is strange if you know."

"..."

It's a werewolf!

(Cross out and cross out.)

He's a ruthless person!

The snowman was thinking yingyingying, holding the enlarged dumpling face very seriously,

"I refuse, it will be very cold."

The potted plant was stunned. This was the most peculiar answer to the brain circuit that she had heard so far this year.

The potted plant persevered in instilling her "road to get rich" to the big man Xue Danzi. Several people listened for a while and yawned.

Zhao Er asked suddenly,

"Where is Niu Lanshan, that old man, wouldn't he really plan to hide for a lifetime?"

Huang Dashan smiled happily,

"The old man broke his leg. He was still in the house just now, and he probably hid elsewhere."

Zhao Er cut,

"Heh, man~"

Say,

"Boss Lin, I didn't finish my table of dishes just now, so you can withdraw it for us. It's not authentic..."

He prepared some benefits, after all, his father and his pocket money didn't make much money.

But after talking for a long time, there was no movement.

It wasn't until Zhao Er raised his head to look over that Lin Chou said aloud. He said to himself with a weird expression, "Um... it's interesting..."

"?"

"What's wrong!"

In fact, Boss Lin just went through the system mall just now without any problems, and found that the special product that he brushed out yesterday—seeds, he can actually afford it!

Second Olympics, it's surprising, hey, it's not like the unhappy style of the system not pitting him at all.

Could it be that there is a conspiracy? ?

I counted it over and over twice,

"One, two, three, four, five, six... It's 400,000, nothing wrong."

Then take a look at the units below,

"Hundreds."

(Why are you suddenly a little bit lost, if it is a hundred T... even a hundred G is fine...)

Lin Chou was a little moved suddenly, this dog beep system finally knew that he had benefited from the host and bought it!

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, happy to mention the legend...cough... one hundred third-tier alienation magic plant seeds!"

Accompanied by a burst of beautiful music, the system actually broadcast subtitles. The huge fonts with red and black are very conspicuous.

Lin Chou couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Yeah, this commander has finally come back to work? What kind of awesome stuff did you draw?"

The huge red and black font was finally brushed on the retina, and then followed by a thin dividing line.

Oh, by the way, the dividing line is like this:

————————————————————————————————

After that, it is still a huge font with a red pen and a black pen:

"End Yan"

See also dividing line!

————————————————————————————————

Lin Chou spit on the dog beep system while pretending to be a fool, he was super looking forward to it!

This name is so ridiculous, does it actually use the high-end vocabulary of "Zhuyan", which is fried chicken and fried chicken.

The final seed? End Yan XX seed?

So the question is, is it coded or uncoded...

The long dividing line has finally been brushed, and two sharp fonts that are several times larger than the just "End Yan" appear.

"Fuck Fuck"

Lin Chou: "???"

(I’m going, we’re a serious end-time book, the dog beep system, you’re like this, it’s easy to cast justice and light to the heavens!)

The subtitles continue to scroll up unwaveringly.

Lin Chou was relieved.

"It turns out that I haven't finished rolling, I'm in a cold sweat, and this dog beep font has become huge."

Finally I saw the bottom, but it's a pity that "Fuck" has already rolled over the angle of view and disappeared.

"See it"

So, together it is—

"Finally, you will see it"

"Nonsence."

"Final Amaranth!"

"..."

"???"

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Lin Chou was confused for a moment, and again, still confused after not being confused.

Then the 10,000 alpacas in Boss Lin’s heart began to gallop again.

"Let’s eat lemons, you who surnamed the trough, get out of me, this handsome promises not to kill you!"

Next to him, Zhao Erhuang Dashan and Qin Wuyong looked at Lin Chou's face blankly.

"Tsk, it's so lively, a wonderful performance."

"What a straight face, this face has subtitles."

"I didn't say anything, applause!"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes at a few unscrupulous old uncles, and squeezed the "Amaranth Seed 100G/grain" in the palm of his hand.

"Suddenly I remembered that there is a big ancestral baby in my family who hasn't been exposed yet. I will open your eyes today!"

Huang Dashan ate a catty,

"Take a slot? An ancestral baby, he opened his eyes when he came up. It's too nasty--Isn't it good to open a point of peace and friendship for all ages? You can't just open it like a hole, young man!"

Lin Chou: "..."

What the **** this guy is beeping, this handsome doesn't understand it at all.

Zhao Er and Qin Wuyong were full of admiration.

Zhao Er's heart: The ancients have learned to have masters as their teachers. Sure enough, my Zhao's Taoism is still too shallow, I should go more to Master Huang... (cross out, forget it is too troublesome)... This kind of old Siji learning.

Lin Chou was too lazy to take care of these old dirty turtles, and came to the back of the home tree and dug a ditch next to the place where the bamboo was planted.

According to the instructions of the system, use the well-proportioned source crystal solution and alien animal bone powder as the base fertilizer, and sprinkle a handful of black, bright, black and bright three seeds that are not as big as millet.

"God bless you, don't be like the troubled bamboos..."

In fact, Qiongzhu had been planted a long time ago, and it was useless for Lord Billow to guard it day and night. A shooting star would be extinct, and the replanted one has not grown yet.

Fill it up, water it, and get it done.

Huang Dashan and others originally had certain expectations, but now they feel that the psychological gap is huge.

"That's it? It's over?"

Lin Chou raised his head and glanced at the sky.

"Well, wait another half a minute."

Although the **** system is a little bit tricky, this kind of thing will not lie to him, saying that half a minute will definitely not be thirty-one seconds.

Edible magic plant of the same rank as Nepenthes, wonderful!

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

The ground where Lin Chou planted the seeds seemed to have a terrifying monster dormant under the soil, and the entire Yanhui Mountain trembled rumblingly.

Huang Dashan's face was black and black.

At this moment, he thought of the home tree, the pitcher plant, and the seemingly harmless but extremely terrifying Lin's pet named Mao Qiu...

"Fuck, your mother got a big watermelon, come again?"

"boom!"

The mud flew around, and a hole broke in the ground.

Hundreds of green plants took up the empty space next to the bamboo in an instant, and they shook as if they were blowing up a balloon.

then...

There was no movement.

Huang Dashan: "..."

that's all?

Make such a big movement, is it only so small?

Lin Chou opened his mouth and stepped forward to check.

A true sight swept over,

"Dip, the final Yancai, the third-order magic plant.

This is an amaranth without puberty, and it's delicious.

Note: The scenery on the road is beautiful, especially when standing at the end and looking back. "

The roots that swelled close to lignification, the hard old skin on the branches and stems, and the presence of the "cuticle" on the leaves, all told Lin Chou: This dish is too old.

"Dog beep system, you will get rough right away when you step on the horse, I want Sister Qingyu to immortalize you into a dog beep state with formalin...no...use urine to make a specimen!"

The **** trough system didn't even care about his host, and even the silent beep didn't appear, and it was hiding very tightly.

Lin Chou's **** hurts all over his body, no...

If this is used as the basis for pain grading, analogy-

Elementary: All over the body and **** hurts

Intermediate: I feel pain all over my body

Advanced: It hurts to lay eggs all over the body

At this moment, Lin Chou should have broken through to the advanced stage.

Four hundred thousand circulation points, in exchange for such a bunch of old gangsters who have no puberty? ?

The 400,000 circulation points are replaced by one hundred Yuanjing tickets, and you can cook a dish when you light it...

What a family, what if there is a mine at home, the prodigal is not so defeated!

However, Lin Chou suddenly realized something, and the drama was possessed.

"Hey, don’t see it, it’s awesome, this is our ancestral treasure from the Lin family, the final Yancai, this is also the second master of the mountain, you are useless brother, you are here, most people I don’t want to let them take a look at it. The thieves are precious. Let me tell you that the entire Mingguang is only owned by our Lao Lin family, a patented product!"

Zhao Er: "......"

Shan Ye: "..."

Qin Wuyong: "..."

Then what are the renovated and barrage-like painful expressions we saw on your face just now, hallucinations?

Qin Wuyong was about to speak when Huang Dashan made a look.

"People are hard to dismantle, and-you can't beat him."

Qin Wuyong snapped an expression on his face immediately, smiling very sincerely.

"Ah, that's it~"

Lin Chou nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Then waved back and forth to the potted plants,

"Original...cough...pot, lucky you, there are new dishes today, maybe they still have special effects, don't leave for a while, discount!!"

Especially there is love, and the tone is like "Don't leave after school".

A question mark in a certain forehead,

"Huh? Ah...oh..."

Sudden love.

He, he, he is leaving me for dinner!

Is Lin's brain fài lost?

Grandma, I... could it be... emmmmm... or did this wooden person finally discover the unique beauty of my aunt? For example, the voiceless body is soft?

The potted plant looked down at his...er...toe, moved,

"Oh, yours?) Hungarian and?)) Hungarian and?))) Hungarian is the breast, and the aunt's breast is also the breast. Sure enough, there are still good men in this world who can't go with the crowd, eh." ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The potted plant blushed, coyly,

"Okay."

(Wow, I finally took the bait. It will be much more convenient to cheat money in the future-Bah, it's not interesting, what kind of money are you cheating? You are me~)

Over there, Lin Chou picked up the knife and cut the "Final Amaranth" one bunch after another.

"Well, it's almost enough."

Calmly carried into the kitchen, walking briskly.

Zhao Er looked at Qin Wuyong, baring his teeth,

"Man, take responsibility for what you have said."

Huang Dashan patted someone on Qin's shoulder and said deeply,

"Then, leave it to you."

Qin Wuyong almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, particularly aggrieved.

"People come from the sky in a pot at home, what did I say to me..."

Huang Dashan and Zhao Er smile very kindly.

"When Lin Zi was talking just now, you were the only one who picked up the problem. Do you want to be scornful?"

"!"

What else can Qin Wuyong say, is it reasonable or physics?

...

In the kitchen, Lin Chouchou broke his intestines.

The ghost knows how to make these old vegetable stems, and the system is embarrassed...

mmp, I know there is shady, this handsome is going to complain about this **** lottery system!

"Ugh..."

Lin Chou fiddled with bundles of amaranth,

"Pills, this time I'm embarrassed."

"Lin Chou, Lin Chou, you are depraved, can this thing be taken out for people to eat?"

"Just put it here, even if it smells bad, it can't be made into a dish!"

"It's too shameful, lose your craft!"

"Eh?"

"Sack of balls..."

Lin Chou froze for a moment, blinked his eyes, and smiled very proudly.

"That's it, wonderful~"