"Bang bang bang..."

A bear slapped the table and slammed the sergeant, familiar with this scene, quickly brought out the food that had been prepared from the back kitchen.

Everyone in the inn was not surprised by this scene. Almost every other hour, this bear monster had to come out to eat.

Not only did the kitchen make people suffer, but the men in black are also suffering. How can third-level monsters beside me?

No matter how unwilling I was, I could only hold it in. Although the bear monster in front of me looked very cute, it was a third-level monster after all.

To disturb the monsters' food, you must be prepared to turn into monsters' food. When encountering such an existence that cannot be afflicted, the man in black will naturally not kill his life.

Now they just hope that the heavy rain will stop as soon as possible, send the monster bear away earlier and have a good night's sleep.

Unfortunately, this idea did not receive the support of God. The rain continued to rush. Even if it stopped occasionally, it would fall again soon.

After three consecutive days, there was no sign of stopping when the heavy rain was raining. The atmosphere in the station also became solemn, and the only thing that was not affected was the "bear" in the center of the hall.

At the fastest speed, after sweeping the food out, Gengbeng stopped the postman who was about to leave, stretched out his claws and pointed at the pot of "soup", and kept calling out.

It seemed to be saying: "Don't think I'm not aware of it. This is not a beast milk. It is impossible to fool me!"

The unlucky postman knelt down in panic, but he still cried: "Uncle Xiong, please spare me...Uncle Xiong, please spare me...

It’s not that the villain won’t give it to you, but it’s really that the animal milk is gone. It’s raining heavily, and we can’t go out to buy it…”

There is no way to drink it according to the method of drinking it, and consume one or two hundred kilograms per meal in a day.

The dozen ewes in the backyard produced only one or two meals of milk every day. The output was obviously not as good as consumption. The inventory in front was consumed, and now it was really not discounted.

The rain outside was too heavy and there was no way to go out to buy it. If the heavy rain lasted for ten days and half a month, not only would there be no animal milk, but there would probably be problems with the food.

After all, the food reserves at the inn are prepared according to normal guests. Who knows that there will be an extra monster bear with a big eater and a group of uninvited guests in black.

The scene in front of me was confused. I reached out and patted my head, as if thinking about what the human-shaped monster in front of me was doing.

This is a high-quality shit owner who gives it a lot of food every day, much better than the unscrupulous owner.

Although the food is not of good quality, it is better to have enough food. Unlike the unscrupulous owner, who hungered him several times a day, regardless of his feelings.

Li Mu, who was going downstairs when he found out that he was moving, was amused by the scene of his mount being "stupid and cute".

I have eaten a lot in recent days, but I can't actually blame Gungu completely. As a third-level monster, Gungu has a very high energy demand.

If you practice diligent monsters, it doesn’t matter if you don’t eat for a few months by absorbing spiritual energy from the world. Unfortunately, Gengren is a foodie type, and your talent instinct is to eat.

Almost all the energy required to improve cultivation comes from eating. The stations are all ordinary food, which obviously is insufficient for Gungu, so you can only use quantity to make up.

When you are at home, they are all spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables, and monster meat. The energy provided by them is far beyond what these ordinary foods can compare to.

"Hungry" is purely his own thoughts. A bear that is greedy for his mouth will never be full.

Waving his hand to rescue the postman who was scared to collapse, Li Mu raised his confused mount, and regardless of the heavy rain, he left the postman and started to slid pandas.

It's so boring to stay in the room every day. It's very necessary to come out and let go. Anyway, with Li Mu's martial arts, he could have long been able to keep the rain from the body and the mud from the feet.

He reached out and patted the rolling head. Li Mu warned viciously: "Don't get mud or water on his body, otherwise he will be hungry for three days!"

The best way to deal with foodies is to eat hunger. This is the most effective way to deal with "Guanggui" over the past few days.

As soon as he stepped out of the station, a group of uninvited guests wearing red clothes, straw hats, straw raincoats, and steel forks surrounded the station.

"Master, something is not good. The people from the Red Cha Society have come, and they have surrounded the inn."

Hearing his subordinates' words, the old man in black suddenly turned gloomy. He sent someone to shake people, but unexpectedly, the reinforcements did not come, but the enemy was summoned first.

After the Zizhu Gate was destroyed, the Yinchuan martial arts world was reshuffled, and dozens of martial arts forces of all sizes disappeared, and now they have entered the era of three-legged tripods.

In addition to their Black Alliance, there is also the Red Cross Society outside.

The world is changing. Yesterday, everyone was still an ally, but now they have become competitors.

Whether it is for the inheritance of Zizhumen or the tasks assigned by the boss above, they all have the motivation to capture the remnants of Zizhumen.

It took three days for the rain to come, and the Red Cross Society rushed over. Obviously, it was impossible to be a coincidence.

Either the people he sent fell into the hands of the Red Cha Society and could not withstand the torture and confessed them; or the people he sent were themselves buried in the dark room of their Black League Alliance.

No matter what the situation is, it will be a disaster for them. Not only will the task be completed, but even their lives are in danger.

He took him to meet him and looked at the eight-carrying sedan chairs that were landing at the door. The old man in black suddenly turned ashamed. A rumor in his mind suddenly appeared in his mind: a tiger-headed mask forked head.

The fork head of the Red Cross Society is definitely the most mysterious figure in the Yinchuan martial arts world. All those who have seen his true face are dead. The only impression that the people in the world left on the tiger-headed mask.

If he meets other people in the Red Cross Society, the old man in black will be sure to escape, but when he encounters the mysterious Fork Head, he really cannot develop the determination to resist.

"The remnants of Zizhumen are still in this inn, right?"

A gentle voice sounded and fell into the ears of men in black, but it seemed like a burst of thunder.

"yes!"

The old man in black answered hurriedly.

Unfortunately, such a hard-working performance did not gain the recognition of the mysterious fork head, but instead was a lightning-like attack.

Even though he was prepared, the old man in black still couldn't escape when facing the flying steel fork.

"Since everyone is here, you will be useless. Anyway, if you can't seek immortality, it will sooner or later turn into a trace of dust. I will send it to you in advance, and I think you won't blame me!"

After wiping the steel fork, the mysterious fork continued: "In the post station, except for the person we are looking for, no one left behind!"

Hearing this order, the Hongchao Association around him broke into the door and started killing in the inn.

The first to be unlucky were naturally the men in black in the lobby. I originally thought that everyone was an allies before and were the three major forces in Yinchuan martial arts. The Red Cha Society wanted to give some face, but unexpectedly, what I waited for was the ruthless massacre.

The enemies who suddenly poured in and killed everyone when they entered the station. The Li brothers and their group, who were originally only going to watch the fun, are now forced to be involved in the killing.

The scene in front of him made Li Mu, who was watching the fun outside, very upset. Looking at the slut's fork, Li Mu was very suspicious of the guy's brain.

To kill someone and silence someone, you also need to depend on the object of your mind. Even though you know that the other person is of great origin and strong, you still have to rush in to kill someone and silence someone. This is obviously a sign of water entering your mind.

No, looking at the disappearing postmen, Li Mu instantly understood that it was not the man in black who leaked the news about his feelings, but the postman.

If you guessed correctly, this inn has already defected to the Red Cross Society before it will be announced as soon as possible.

It’s just that the person who passed the message left too early and did not see Gungu’s move, underestimating the strength of his group.

After all, it was already very powerful if only three lieutenants took office.

The wrong perception misled the judgment of Fork Head. In order to achieve its goal before the Black Clothing Alliance arrived, Fork Head chose the roughest solution to kill people and silence them.

After thinking about it, Li Mu patted Ganggu's head and said, "Ganggu, it seems you are going to be hungry again this time. That guy with a mask will lead someone to smash your job. If they are asked to kill your cook..."

Before he could finish his words, the originally thirty or fifty centimeters rolled quickly into a two-meter-high giant bear, rushing towards the battlefield.

I felt that the fork head was stared at by the giant beast. As soon as I turned around, a giant bear pounced over, which scared him so much that he hurriedly dodged.

Waving the steel fork to meet the enemy, he was bitten by a rolling bite, and only a "click" sound was heard, which made the sick steel fork, which was terrified by the people in the Yinchuan martial arts world, break.

The scene in front of him almost broke down his mind. He had never seen such a perverted third-level monster in the world for hundreds of years.

I tried my best to collect the steel forks made from cold iron, which was only one step away from the fourth-level weapon. Now it has become a snack for the monster in front of me.
Chapter completed!