Chapter 3842

"It seems that bamboo has not been cut in vain..."

In the distance, several bamboo cutting disciples, who had already discussed it last night, and who had paid for the action today, had mixed feelings at this time.

Did you say surprise? It doesn't seem to count. If you say it's expected, it seems that you can't talk about it.

"Have a bite of breakfast and go to the League to repair the house later." A few people whispered again and retired quietly.

Hong Luan is in a mess and eats the burnt pill. What does that mean?!

Ning Yue patted her on the shoulder: "it's OK. It's always like this for the first time. Just get used to it. Go for breakfast. Anyway, it can at least make your food look not so bad today."

After that, Ning Yue and a group of disciples, almost without any orders, simply rely on each other's tacit understanding and go back to the room to have breakfast.

"Hoo!"

In the bamboo house, in the rolling black smoke, someone breathed. With the attack of Qi, the dark face could be seen faintly when the smoke dispersed.

His eyes were wide open. At last, a little white appeared. Tears ran down his eyes and washed out two white marks.

"My mother choked me to death, shit."

Besides Han Sanqian, who can it be?

Flapping his hands, he tried to disperse the smoke, but eventually the flapping hands were submerged in the black smoke.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it." Han Sanqian's tears fell, and he held his breath. After a while, a breath was released directly from his body.

Boom!

Under the attack of the air waves, the black smoke eventually disappeared in all directions like a tree scattering a rabbit.

"Damn it, don't you?"

When the smoke cleared, when Han Sanqian put his eyes on the whole room again, he was completely dumbfounded for a moment.

What the hell is this?

The whole screen of the room is black.

Either it is smoked and blackened directly, or the black ash directly covers several thick layers

Anyway, the room is completely dark.

The house was fine before, but now... I can't live in it at all.

"Shit, other people make pills and waste medicines. This is a waste house."

Han threethousand was depressed and helpless. Another energy was thrown out and the old black ash on the double dragon tripod was thrown away. Then, the goods walked carefully to the tripod.

After smelling and smelling, Han Sanqian was a little worried. He didn't know what would happen to the Dan in the tripod if he created this broken shape.

Shit, it hurts to think about it. After all... Although these things are all planted by ourselves, to put it mildly, these things are not given for nothing.

Almost all of them are top-level goods of superior quality. If they are spoiled, who can not care?

However, looking at the crime scene almost made by himself, Han Sanqian didn't even have the idea of praying.

At some time in the past, he would be childish like a child, praying for a fine product before opening the cauldron.

Today, he didn't. He had only one idea. He would paste it, but he could eat it.

"Hoo!"

Take a deep breath. There is no impatience or expectation. There is only the calm of falling again and again and the boundary of falling to the fingertips.

"Just eat, just eat!"

It's not terrible to waste medicinal materials. After all, Han threethousand has money. He can buy them. He also has land. It's a big deal to plant them again.

However, in front of so many people, especially the new students of the ghost city of the devil cloud and the city of the fallen, it would be really embarrassing to have three rooms and one living room with their toes.

"Strange fate of immortal wood"

Although... Now it's a bit overturned.

"Uncle Ding, leave me some last dignity. Thank you."

After the words, Han Sanqiang held his breath, and then the whole man put a wave of energy into his hands and directly aimed at the tripod mouth.

Boom!

The energy mask and black ash at the tripod mouth immediately spread out. Han 3000 coughed and then put his head directly on the tripod.

"Fuck..." Han Sanqian opened his mouth