Chapter 1266

At this time, they do not know that a white shadow is constantly moving forward, and no one has found it. Even if it is occasionally true, even if it is noticed, then they are just all as if they are dazzled.

The people in the kitchen are very busy. They don't know what kind of meat is cooking in the big pot. All the people present can't help swallowing their saliva.

The little fox waited there for a long time. When the cook left because of something, he just jumped over, then came over with one paw and threw the cloth bag hanging on his neck into the pot.

It jumped again and heard the sound outside.

Its small body flashed, but also jumped to the window. After the cook came, he didn't even look at the pot. Instead, he took a big wooden spoon and stirred it in the pot.

Of course, he didn't notice that there was something suddenly in the pot. What kind of meat did he think it was?

The little fox opened his eyes for a long time, and then he ran out again.

At the door, mustache suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the door again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Another person rolled his eyes again. "It won't be another whoosh. Is it going out?"

Big beard hastily nods, "can not be swish a sound, went out."

"You should have your eyes fixed."

Another person gave beard a very good suggestion, "you can come and let out the wind with these eyes. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh

Bearded down his face, but he saw it. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

But how come no one believes him and no one listens to him?

Another person can't help but touch his stomach, of course, never put the bearded words in his heart. I smell the smell of meat. When can I have a meal? I'm starving to death.

When mustache listened to the meal, he made a whoosh, came, whoosh, and left again. He wiped his saliva with his sleeve, and then giggled there.

After waiting for a while, someone finally came to share the meal. Today, they cooked a large pot of meat and all the sheep they had caught a few days ago.

I've been busy for many days. I can finally make a tooth sacrifice.

Big Hu Zi took his bowl and sat down at a random place. He also took up chopsticks and ate meat in a snort. The food was delicious and his face was covered with oil.

That is, if he bites again, he can't break it.

This meat is hard to bite.

He bit back and forth, but he couldn't bite.

"What's this? It's just like cloth. The skin is too hard, isn't it?"

He complained while eating. Finally, he threw the piece of skin that could not be bitten on the ground, and then took up the bowl. Even the soup in the bowl was drunk completely.

When a large bowl of the stomach, he is also a lot of comfort, of course, is full.

"Burp..." He belched for a while, then smacked his mouth. He was sleepy in spring and tired in autumn. He had just had enough to eat. At such a good time, with such a full stomach, if he didn't sleep, he would be very sorry for himself.

Then he stretched out and leaned on the stone behind him. As soon as his eyes closed, he fell asleep and snored like thunder.

He was also asked to guard the door with him, and then he was given a big white eye. At this time, he could sleep after guarding the door and sleep at the time of shift change. At that time, even if you were sleeping dead, no one said anything about you, but now what kind of sleep do you have?

If you don't get kicked, you'll get kicked.

But strangely, when he complained about others, he felt sleepy and tight. He didn't want to sleep, but he couldn't open his eyes.

And he didn't even put down the bowl. He just leaned on it and really wanted to sleep.

No, he pinched himself in a hurry. Under this pinch, people were awake, but immediately seemed to be going to sleep again.

He went to the mustache, and then he put out his foot and kicked it.

Bang, beard also fell to the ground, the head directly hit the ground, hard to wake him up.

Mustache suddenly sat up and rubbed his eyes. His eyes were very painful. No, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Stone."

The man called out the name of the mustache. He felt like he was dreaming. He was also dizzy.

"What's the matter?"

the big beard squeezed his eyes hard, but he also hit his mouth.

"You say, what do you see?" The person who kicked him also sat down. He hit the stone behind him with his head. This feeling was very wrong. Big beard didn't mention it at first. He was always lazy, but he was different. He had never been like this before, and he suddenly thought of it. It seemed that moustache had said something just now, but what did he say, he couldn't remember it?"I see..." Mustache yawned. "What else can I see?"

"It's a whoosh, it's in, it's a whoosh, and then it's out."

Finished, another person's heart also only has such a sentence, that is over.

Because they're afraid they're caught.

And did not come and let him do more, his head a tilt, directly fell on the legs of the beard, and the rest of the people, almost all of them fall asleep.

There's no one who doesn't eat. Especially today, there are still meat. The more capable people are, the more they eat. And the more people eat, the more tricks they get.

"Young master, is that lady's magic pearl?"

Changqing couldn't help rubbing his hands. Now it should be almost right. Shen Qingci's mi Xiangzhu is very powerful. Within a moment's effort, they can surely make those people sleep in darkness and darkness. At that time, it will not be the pork on the chopping board. How can they cut it?

"No," said brand Heng, holding a little fox in his arms. The little fox's group turned himself into a ball. Once he came back, he fell asleep.

"Is that?"

Evergreen to can't think of, since this is not Shen Qingci's mi Xiangzhu, so to plating is what?

"Pure soul powder of Mo Fei."

Brand Heng thought light voice reply, the finger is also gently stroking the small fox's head.

Changqing couldn't help but fight a cold war.

Qinghunsan.

God, it's qinghunsan!

Compared with qinghunsan, the MI Xiangzhu of Shen Qingci is too kind.

Mi Xiangzhu at most makes people sleepy for a few hours, but qinghunsan is different. What can go out of the hand of Mo Fei and make the brand Heng care on the eye can be bad?

Of course, qinghunsan is not killing people, it's relieving their strength, especially for martial arts practitioners www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!