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Chapter 647 What is your weapon? 【Come to the starting point

At night, the wind was cold and the strong winds swept and made the camp whistle strangely.

The girl was listening to the outside world in the tent and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"The weather doesn't seem very good tonight. I hope there will be no rain, snow or heavy fog in the future, as this will affect the previous itinerary and even cause failure in mountaineering."

Jia Long looked worried and looked at the tent around him that was constantly blowing by the strong wind.

The drone placed in the backpack in the tent quickly flashed out at this time.

"Wow, I feel like Menglonglong is going to be a crow's mouth."

"I have a premonition that a word will come true."

"Xiaolonglong, please show your toxic milk skills."

Jia Long looked at the screen at the bottom of the drone and suddenly felt anger rising.

"Hey, do you want to curse us like this? If the action fails due to weather reasons, not only our mountaineering team will be disappointed, but you can't see the wonderful shots, okay, you even curse us."

"I didn't make a promise, you're talking nonsense."

Jia Long quarreled with the barrage with a sweet voice like nature.

To be honest, there are hundreds of barrages that may be in the moment when she replied, which is indeed a bit unsatisfactory. But the barrage she responded to was not just those "rich" fans, but whether she has fans or not, she will respond as long as Jia Long sees it worth responding.

Many fans who like Jia Long were actually moved by her. Because other anchors, regardless of whether they belong to the category of big anchors, are basically considered to be "eye at scruples" and will only interact with rich people.

In those live broadcast rooms, there is no fan card, or the color of the barrage remains unchanged (the barrage font changes color, usually the rich or the fans who have given gifts to the anchor), the anchor ignored it.

Jia Long didn't do this. She would respond when she saw any interesting barrage, without telling whether there was a fan card.

This is why everyone likes her.

"I won't talk about this topic, so I'll save you from cursing you all the time."

Jia Long was so frustrated that she stopped mentioning the weather because she felt in her heart that if she kept mentioning it now, she might be really unlucky to encounter natural problems in the future, which would make people very depressed.

So she changed the subject.

"Can you hear it? In addition to the sound of the tent being blown by the strong wind, there are also the sound of the grass and willow trees being blown by the wind further away, which means that the surrounding vegetation is very lush. In this way, there are many foods, and there are usually places where various animals gather. I hope they will not disturb our tranquility."

Jia Long just used this to change the subject, and suddenly Zhu Ying's scream came from outside the tent.

"Leopard, leopard, ahhhh, there are leopards."

"What?"

Hearing her scream, Jia Long was like a person who had been installed with a spring and instantly bounced off the moisture-proof pad.

Leopard's words are in the scope of her handling, who made her the "hunter protector" of this team?

"666, it's really 'poisonous milk'."

"Is this the show effect? ​​Poisonous milk is so effective."

"The animals came before they finished speaking. The poisonous milk has a skill of at least one hundred years."

"I'm afraid of being too big, I'm afraid of being too big."

After the audience was surprised, they made another teasing statement.

Then she didn't see anything clearly. Jia Long quickly reached out and pulled out the deep part of the backpack she had been carrying these days, pulling out a slap that was not too small, and the whole thing was accompanied by a black metal thing with a slapped one.
Chapter completed!
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