A man's mouth is a lie, and it's a trick. Not long after the movie started, the guy in the back row started a fierce and tactful job with his implicit and restrained girlfriend.

Li Cang rubbed his eyes.

"Geese, goose, goose..." Suo Zhihui handed over the popcorn through Li Lace, "Are you a kindergarten kid, can you believe him?"

"Hetui, I'm turning off the lights!"

Li Lace grinned in disgust: "With your vision, is there any difference? Besides, when did you turn off the lights? Hypocrisy!"

Qin Zhenzhen is rare and generous: "You don't want to have a thigh!"

"You brought your hoof to the cinema?"

"An, there are also crayfish, duck heads, kelp knots, cold skin, sweet skin, sheep hooves, beef tendons, grilled oysters..."

A movie, fleeing in panic.

The mouth full of crayfish, duck head, garlic, oyster smelled so good that he had to tell Aunt Kong with a shy face that he hadn't eaten or not, and he was hungry. Li Cang felt that his face was not enough to be sluggish.

When Lao Wang saw Zhao Xiaoshuang and Gu Mengxi, he was a little scared. Ai Ai's hissing look added to the hilarious feeling: "Watch a movie? You don't watch two movies in three days? They are still watching them in the same place? What's the difference between this and my mother washing my feet three times a day!"

Aunt Jin: "Princess Cangcang~"

"Make a wish to go to the temple!" Li Cang knew what Jin Yujing was thinking without raising his eyelids. "You are doing a good thing!"

"Ha, is it illegal to tell the truth these days? Do you tell me that tell the truth is illegal?"

Aunt Jin proved with practical actions that it is relatively easy to cheat money from the magician who is three feet tall, but the resources are not good. If there is no resources, there is no one. If there is no one, there is no one. Anyone who wants to cash out has to pay for their lives.

After another lunch and dinner, Li Cang returned to the empty island. Lao Wang was so worried that he was about to burst into tears. He took the magician to have a shot for a long time. He put the insects on the island while waiting for the wind to release the wind, like a timid looking at the husband's stone.

Li Cang stepped out of the sheep pen and saw Miss Qiu running over with an antelope in her arms, and the sheep's horns and the ground slipped out of a bunch of Mars.

Sheep are no longer raised in the sheep pen.

The sheep pen located behind the stilt house is now equivalent to a tourist attraction on the empty island, and it is an original historical site that has been in less than five years. Therefore, what Miss Qiu took away was not one of the sheep that had been delivered by the four-person gang, but a pure antelope.

The holes on Laowang Island have not been repaired yet, and it is normal for wild animals or alienated creatures below to jump up. However, when I saw the expressionless face of my father, Miss Qiu just slid and knelt down, so scared that she ran away on her four legs.

The reserved grain was arrogant and ruthless, fully expressing his disdain for the rebellious sons and dogs. After all, the old man was thinking about it. It was another great chicken that defeated the powerful enemy (Master Spear Falcon) attacked. It was the same as the real man should do so. How could he stay in the bottom of a person for a long time?

Li Cang glanced at the reserved grain, thought for a while, and then went back to the sheep pen and touched it. Sure enough, he found a few fresh and hot eggs: "Thank you!"

The big magic wand, which had been held in for countless days, jumped out of the storage lattice, and was having fun all over the world, tearing the ground apart, and wielding the power of the three phases at will.

Li Cang rode a large magic wand like a cat to show comfort. He attracted Big Kunkun to sit on it, and looked around the two mid-air islands. He spun dozens of counter-jumping bullets, and naturally there was nothing.

The two interactions between Li Cang and the worms are considered the worst outcome of losing money. Basically, no one can take advantage of each other. I guess they will not have any idea of ​​Li Cang in a short time. If they can rely on insect-like infestation and harass the whole world line, they will have a big guess. Otherwise, they can only talk about the exile technique. There is no practical meaning or profitability. There is a difference between simply hatred and using love to generate electricity.

The darkness of death and disasters are hidden and disappearing, so that even a mosquito could escape the already calm and almost dead airspace. The phantom was destroyed and the body collapsed. The theoretical probability screening mechanism is basically equivalent to an explicit declaration that the fateful luck of the magician, who was infecting the magician, to any other random object. This is not a disaster and death, but a pure frame-up.

“The wind is beautiful and sunny!”

Li Cang waved his hand, and his dog's legs surged out like a tide under the fine control of the evil warrior, and began to check for the lack of professional repair work of the novice's nest master. If the queen was still there, she would probably be so angry that she saw that the beehive it was carefully treated to become the bird's appearance. However, who made the Zerg have no concept of "nest" in a relatively normal sense? You have sufficient reason to doubt the so-called mother nests and nests in the subspace where the large group is located. They are just a piece of unclear matrix products at all. All Zergs are stirring up shit in the same cesspool, without any dignity or dignity.

Back on the island, the macho brother, the big corpse brother, took the corpse girl and a few three dogs to make fire, and the pigs and sheep, and the pigs and sheep, and the vegetables were washed. My father has worked hard for so many years and should enjoy it.

"Come!"

Li Cang stretched out his hand and woke up the disaster in the second stage.

The shadow came from all directions and in the void, and turned into a shadow-like figure almost the same as the original. He stepped on the black clouds above his head, and the shadow wand was floating on the side. He had a kind of greed and grabbing that was arbitrary and levy, and felt that it was even more vicious than the momentum of the magician.

"No! p-e-a-c-e-f-u-l~" Li Cang frowned habitually: "You are very indecent, insulting, and on the track line, and making money. Why do you look like a bandit who may kill people at any time?"

The disaster naturally had no response.

To a certain extent, it is just a concrete expression of disaster. It does not have the command of the evil corpse brother. In fact, it is difficult to even say whether he has his own independent will. It seems that he cannot understand what Li Cang is lying on.
Chapter completed!