Chapter 238

"White granulated sugar, would you like something in the pot?" Kermon put the big face cat into his scarf, pulled out his camera and turned on the black cooking pot.

The white granulated sugar nodded suddenly, but considering that the pot was so small, what to do if the food was too little and the evil god was not satisfied. After all, people are superficial, and how many things can be put into the evil god's stomach is unknown. The white granulated sugar did not dare to grab food with the evil god, and shook his head violently, firmly indicating that he was not interested in eating.

"Acridine."

No, no interest.

White granulated sugar said so, but the eyes still unconsciously aimed at the big black pot, a drop of crystal saliva from the mouth.

Sand salt insects are more direct than white granulated sugar. They don't know the rules. When they see what they want, they just climb over.

The sand salt bug didn't know that kemon had another identity. He was open-minded, and soon ran to the bottom of the black pot, slightly arched his body, and jumped to the arc-shaped wall of the pot in the way of rebound. The surface of the insect was strong, and it slowly climbed up against the bottom of the pot.

The white granulated sugar saw the shameless behavior of the sand salt insect, and immediately walked the road for the evil god. He slapped the sand salt insect down and did not allow it to try the first bite.

First of all, it's about the evil. It's about the God.

Then kemon said, "actually, you two can eat first. I'm full."

Tangyuan rolled his eyes. Kemon just got up and didn't even eat breakfast, so he didn't get enough. However, the dumplings didn't make any noise. Instead, he raised his mobile phone with dog hair and turned on the camera to record video.

When the white sugar and salt insects heard the words, the insects opened wider and climbed again.

The white granulated sugar should be careful. Even if it receives the permission of the evil god, he should show enough respect. He should be careful when uncovering the pot.

With the hard feather hook ring of the big black pot, it swallows saliva, in the heart is very eager, what food is there in the end.

White granulated sugar's brain was full of imagination and thought of a lot of delicious food, all of which were sand mice that were very fast, rabbits that could turn into grass, and sheep creatures that called sand to be thugs.

Finally, the sand salt bug climbed to the edge of the black cooking pot, thinking of the delicious sand instead of the constant yellow sand of white granulated sugar.

The wings of white granulated sugar slowly exert their strength, and when the black pot cover is lifted, a mass of rich black gas rushes out from one corner of the pot cover, such as the big wave of breaking the dike, which can't be stopped, but the amount is too much.

White granulated sugar and salt insects bear the brunt of it. The black air waves on their faces make the white carving head black, and the white jade like insects also get a layer of black gas.

"Ah!" The white granulated sugar took back her wings like lightning. She was full of fright. She got up incoherently and fell on the ground constantly.

The sand salt insect is like a petrified insect. It falls back to the ground and bounces twice. Then it foams at its mouth and its eyes are wide. It is like a creature that has lost its dream.

Tangyuan a few meters away, but also smell the smell of a hundred years, the face changed greatly, but the hair covered its face, no one saw its expression.

Small lizard also smelled that special smell, it is not that kind of particularly smelly smell, but that kind of very special, one smell makes the lizard want to vomit nausea.

The little lizard's stomach was so tumultuous that it almost vomited out what was being processed in its stomach. Fortunately, it resisted.

Kemon covered his nose lightly. It was really smelly. He was deeply impressed by the smell.

After a while, the lizard's stomach was processed and a small sculpture was pulled from the buttocks.

The small metal sculpture looks like a lizard head, upright type, with two hands holding strange gestures, I don't know what the meaning is.

It is also the moment when the sculpture is pulled out. The small sculpture opens its eyes and looks at the Tangyuan, sugar, salt insects and a crystal stone that has not been transformed.

The sculpture opens its mouth, reads out a paragraph of language that he can't understand, and utters a long tongue! #！”

This passage has a certain degree of aggressiveness. People with low resistance will be affected by it and lose their basic mind.

Kemon's spiritual consciousness is strong, and he can vaguely hear the meaning of the other party. Believing in it can give us powerful power.

But kemon saw deep hostility from the sculpture's eyes, and I'm afraid things are not as friendly as they say.

The dumplings were half transformed and slapped in the past, smashing and flattening the heads of the metal sculptures, making them speechless.

The strength of this metal sculpture is very weak. It is estimated that it is related to the metal materials used. If we give it stronger materials, we should be able to produce stronger sculptures.

"Evil side items, well, don't apply to me." Kemon took out a small book to record the information about the golden toothed lizard and the sculpture, and made a cross mark.

This thing has a strong hostility to alien life. Unless it is stamped with a positive spiritual seal and remoulds its thoughts, it is always an evil thing.

After testing the metal transformation ability of small lizard, it was the turn of the big pot, and kemon did not give up the idea of testing it.

According to the strange knowledge given by big face cat, the food in this big pot has a good gain buff, but it's too bad to eat.As long as you can't eat dead people, it's necessary to have a try.

As for who will be the experimenter, KMON looks at the hostile golden toothed lizard.

Since you are hostile to me, I'm sorry. Kemon said sorry to the golden toothed lizard in his heart.

"Who's going to cook?" Kemon stood in place and looked around. He found that the dumpling fell back one meter unconsciously. He found that the owner was looking at it. He moved forward another meter. However, he made a waitbaba whimper. He hoped that the master would not call it.

The white granulated sugar is so dull that the whole carving is stupid and becomes a silly one.

The sand salt bug lay on the ground a little better, ready to get up, but on hearing kemon's mouth, he turned over again and continued to spit white foam, shaking all over his body.

Finally, kemon put on his mask, held his breath, and slowly lifted the lid of the black cooking pot.

A strong black gas gushed out of the pot, and it was impossible to imagine what kind of food made up the black wave.

Kemon has held his breath, but after boiling, the things inside still refresh kemon's three views.

A mass of indescribable things lay in the black cooking pot, like tentacles and other things, slowly wriggling in the black liquid.

Each bubble appears and punctures, will burst out the violent black gas.

When the black gas dissipated, the things in the pot finally took shape.

This is a very deformed monster head, with a large head and numerous tentacles. When looking at it, I feel that there are various mosaics which blur the impression of kemon. It is hard to describe.

The feeling of disgust rose in my heart. I would like to throw all the things in the pot away.

At this time, half dark KMON turned to look at the golden toothed lizard.

The little lizard's body trembled and excited, and its own spirit sent out the most disgusting warning ever.

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