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Chapter 1907 Li Cang: Yes! Of course! Can you be my father the fuck! (1)

Li Cang, who was so hot that he was sober that he was in a state of impotence towards the yaki in front of him, kicking the big bug in charge and flying backwards. The explosive fan-shaped shock wave swept through the earth and rocks. Before this thing could get up from the ground, the tiger had already slashed its head, and the silky and smooth antelope hung its horns. The sticky body fluid stirred with the dark green solid objects and gradually flowed all over the ground.
Buzz ~
The half-dead insect was burned by another string of Aesolye, and it was completely gone. Li Cang didn't even leave this thing in the whole process.
"Carbon-based human beings, a narrow race." The zipper-shaped eye of the sky seemed to be bulging out of the space rift, and countless pupils inside rolled and stared down, "The sensitive and fragile nerves give you freedom, freshness, and complex behavioral logic, which should be the supreme gift."
Within the space cracks, between the gaps at the corners of the eyes, tiny tentacles breed barbaricly, climbing and tearing each other apart, and combining to create a minimum human form. The energy waves around the body wash away the zipper-shaped cracks, fighting against the self-repair of the space barrier, and there is also a kind of precious appearance full of coldness and vitality.
"Haha, the cow and horse have never won in their entire lives. Are you still acting as a superior and sexy person?"
Li Cang's expressionless smile face, coupled with the Kapibala-style emotional management that is transmitted without any emotional fluctuations, is really deceptive. In addition, the language is not clear and copying, which leads to the Zerg, who is already in love, being unable to analyze this guy's good words.
But there is no need to expect the Lord of the Nest to have any other expressions. After a silence, he said gently: "Defined as an unresolvable narrative, but Li Cang, you and your companions are stained with the breath of a large group of children. Does this mean that your race is accepting the existence of a large group of children? This is correct, a large group--"
"We are drifting for half a lifetime, and I only regret not meeting the wise master, and I am willing to be the adoptive father."
"?"
All the subordinates who were not dead in the world were stunned: "What's wrong? Who is talking?"
"WTF, so these people, did they tie their children up as RBQ? Are they punishing these bugs?"
"Why can't I understand what they say? The translator clearly translates every word well..."
"Is it meaningful if I can't understand it now?"
"this..."
"Pray? Or is it a good meal?"
Yes, at this moment, it was the owner of the nest in Lao Wang's nest who was speaking as a representative of high-quality cattle and horses. I can only say that Lao Wang is a decent person and understands the performance of the program.
“Where is your spiritual grid?”
"How dare you betray the will of a large group?"
“@#¥%…”
Of course there is no response. Lao Wang had no way to judge the stability of the worm that timi transformed the servant of fate. If the spirit grid of these two things is reconnected or the new will is rewritten and covered, Li Cang would probably be able to peel his skin and remove his flesh and boil oil, and then let his skeleton rack light the oil lamp to put the drum in front of his monument.
Master Wang raised his eyebrows proudly at Li Cang: How about it, don’t worry, dad, do it, isn’t it just a bug? I can hold it out of the stone egg.
Li Cang:─━_────
However, the incarnation of the Lord of the Nest did not say anything like cutting off the robe and sleeves of the same clan. Instead, the pupils in the big eyes gathered into one again. Suddenly, staring at Li Cang, his eyes filled with a sense of peeling, as if he was sucking every nerve of Li Cang, sucking his bone marrow.
"What is that?"
"How could you be contaminated with His breath!"
"No, no, this is wrong. Have you ever entered a world that has been destroyed and sacrificed?"
"Hmm? I'd like to hear it carefully!" Li Cang was so shocked by the word "sacrifice" that his brainstormed in an instant. After subconsciously answering a sentence, he realized something was wrong and calmly asked for a supplement: "Well, this topic is worth talking about~"
Even during the friendly exchanges between the two sides, the battle never stopped. Li Cang tore a few insects in the hurricane of the Sea of ​​Burning Wind and sat on it, rubbing the position next to it, patting again, smiling with a warm sunshine, and signaling to take off his shoes and go to the kang.
A set of movements is silky and smooth, which is very complicated to say, but in fact, using two emoticons can completely represent and even add the finishing touch:
If you stick your head over, I'll add a buff.jpg for you
Come here I'll give you something good.jpg
"Are you trying to deceive me?" The Lord of the Nest's eyes widened even wider, and it seemed that it was the first time that there was evil in this world that was discovered in that look. "Cunning, shameless carbon-based creatures, the humblest dust in the universe, no, you don't even know anything. Are you begging for information from the will of a large group of wills through me?"
Li Cang thought for a while, and solemnly promised: "Then can you accept cash on delivery?"
"The plague that blasphemed the will of a great group, the polluted and destroyed, the betrayal of order and truth, join me and become me, the end of everything, the will of a great group will eventually erase your dirty, distorted wrong life code, and ignite the only fire on the ruins that bury all the filthy world line, making the only sound!"
It can be seen that the blind spots of the lord's language are even wider than its body, just like a standard language written in code. At this point, the only trace of vividness has been completely destroyed in its eyes, leaving only the hollow and the killing and destruction of the red elves.
"Did you go offline?" Lao Wang complained: "B is a bit like Xiaobi's baby. He doesn't know when he asks, and then pretends to be stupid. Didn't he give birth to the same mother?"
"Don't fucking...don't... end..."
[The blasphemy is determined to be true. Craftsman Master Wang (Zhong Jianzhang), you will pay a certain price for your blasphemy. Please be careful in your words and actions]
[Blasphemy: The remaining time of the next time you can summon the prayer coin is 575:59:59 seconds]
[Derailment sanction: The next time the track can be changed can be changed 1023:59:59 seconds]
"No! I'm damn? I'm damn!" Lao Wang almost snatched to death on the ground, "Isn't it fucking the place so that I can pray for yarn? This is a fucking space? Slander! It slanders me! It's fucking small coins--"
"boom!"
A very powerful SOP bullet forced Lao Wang's remaining words back to his stomach. Tai Xiaoyi covered her face and silently disappeared again before the Zerg came, as if it had broken, and it seemed to melt in the air.
One is 24 days, one is 42 days.
As far as Tai Xiaoyi knows, the person who has been stumbled in the recent past seems to have several prayer plans. Now, you, the king, are waiting to be caught and stumbled in the heart. Anyway, I can't save you.
This time, even Da Lei Zi looked a little cautious: "Damn, cough, that, are you... okay..."
"without!"
Li Lace sighed violently, her eyes turned and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Tsk, he didn't even raise you directly, it can be seen that he is definitely true love. Come on, Wang, please tell me quietly, are you this person's own son?"
My King: "Ah, can I, can I, can I?"
Chapter completed!
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