Chapter 285： , Stew yourself in a wok

Lin Que: ━━∑(￣□￣*|||━━.

Everyone is dumbfounded!

This sudden change of style, like a storm, caught people off guard!

"Dear sir, do you feel the fierce enthusiasm of our clan for you?"

The patriarch looked at Xiang Qian thumping in the iron pot, his face blooming with joy.

The adults are already so happy that they can't speak!

"Come on, continue to add firewood, let the adults feel our enthusiasm!"

"My enthusiasm is like a fire!"

"Burned the whole iron pot!"

The patriarch sang loudly while actively throwing wood into the fire!

"Help!"

Xiang Qian flopped up and down in the iron pan, just about to release his spirit power, when the woman beside him threw a handful of coriander and drowned him!

Xiang Qian:? ? ?

It's so special to stew the fat man!

What **** is the highest etiquette!

This is treating the fat man as a Tang monk and he wants to eat my meat!

After working for a long time, the clown turned out to be myself!

"Brother Lin, save me!"

Lin Que rolled his throat, the people of this primitive tribe were so enthusiastic!

People are almost stewed with enthusiasm!

"Patriarch, we have felt your enthusiasm, why not fish him out!" Lin Que said.

The patriarch's face sank: "You look down on my clan!"

As soon as the words fell, the smiles on the faces of the surrounding primitive tribesmen disappeared, and the eyes of Lin Que and others were not good!

Roar!

The C-rank big demon looked up to the sky and roared, and their demon power swept out.

Lin Que and the others are tingling scalp!

"No, no, no!"

Yuan Qing waved his hand quickly and said, "Patriarch, we didn't mean that!"

"Then why don't you come and join us to add firewood!" the patriarch said angrily.

Lin Que glanced at each other!

The magic knife is out of its sheath!

Lin Que chopped down the big tree on the side, S-level swordsmanship chopped it into good pieces of dry wood!

"Is there enough firewood?"

"Not enough, I'm here for some!"

Yuan Qing picked up the dry firewood on the ground, and said in words: "When I was a child, my mother was cooking, and I added firewood by the side. My mother praised me as a little expert in adding firewood!"

"My mother too!" Hou Feng nodded and said.

Su Tang, Murong Qingyue and the two women did not speak, and silently picked up the dry wood on the ground.

Xiang Gan watched this scene in the iron pan, and was moved and cried!

It is my misfortune to have good teammates like you in this life!

The patriarch looked at the heartbeat of Lin Que and others, his face was very pleased!

"Dear sirs, in order to show the enthusiasm of our clan, you also go in!"

With that, the patriarch stepped towards Lin Que.

Lin Que was full of horror!

Hey, I warn you not to take care of me!

You don't come over wow!

Don't force me!

"My lord, come on!"

The patriarch stretched out his hand, and his claws stretched towards Lin Que.

"Come on, your sister!"

Lin Que's expression suddenly changed, with a golden body and an indestructible demon body!

The muscles on the right arm violently swelled, and the veins swelled!

The burst of power, even the surrounding air was shaken out into a cyclone!

"Qi Heng Three!"

Yuan Qing watched Lin Que's erupting cyclone, eyes full of little stars!

Ye Qing back!

The patriarch recalled the situation at the time, he only remembered a gust of wind whizzing across his face, and his body rotated 360 degrees to take off!

A perfect waltz floated in the air!

After that, he plunged into the big iron pot in a beautiful free fall!

"Oh, Shet!"

Puff!

With a one-meter-high splash, most of the water in the iron pan was gone!

Xiang Qian was squeezed out of the iron pot by gravity, with a coriander in his mouth!

All of them were still silent in the slap of Lin Que's earth-shattering slap!

"Comfortable!"

Lin Que exhaled fiercely!

Fortunately, I will start first, otherwise, I will be the one who is stewing in the iron pot!

"Yahoo!"

There was a high-pitched scream from the tribe!

"Blessed by the heavenly officials!"

"Bonus!"

"Your enthusiasm!"

Lin Que looked at the patriarch in the iron pan, grinning!

"Come on, give the clan leader!"

"Let the patriarch see our enthusiasm!"

Lin Que poured the leftover barbecue ingredients from the last time in the ghost into the iron pan, and put a piece of butter!

Spicy pot bottom!

In an instant, the smell of hot pot filled the air!

The tribesmen of Yuanshi tribe looked at the patriarch in the iron pot, swallowed one by one, and took out the guy who was eating!

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Patriarch:...