Feng Chenglin originally wanted to scold the mouth you to open, suddenly looked to Ling Luoyu: "shit, can't this guy's skull break?"
There was a strong smell of blood in the air.
"Ah, blood..."
Some diners around him screamed.
Immediately, they got up and retreated.
Zhou Yan and Ding temple came quickly and looked at the old fish on the ground.
"What's going on?"
At this time, the old fish completely fell into the pool of blood,
under the back, a pool of purple black blood was spreading rapidly.
"Look, I'll tell you something's going to happen?" The bartender rushed over, pale.
If you are afraid of anything, you will come!
Well, if the stronghold leader Li settles accounts after autumn, they can't escape!
Ding Temple thought of what, wrinkled did not squat down, to check the old fish.
"Don't touch him!" Zhou Yan suddenly yelled: "you forgot what he had?"
"What about that?"
You always have to do it, right?
If he doesn't, someone else must do it!
"Prepare a jar of wine and put it in it again!"
Wusha Xuegu is afraid of wine, and there will be no trouble for promoting blood circulation.
If a single moth is produced at this time, no one can afford it.
In the hotel, there is nothing else but a lot of wine.
Zhou Yan and Feng Chenglin joined hands to find a large jar of pickled vegetables, took out the contents and filled it with wine.
Ding temple and Ling Luoyu guard at the side of the old fish, face cloudy and sunny: "three less?"
Ling Luoyu raised her eyes, and her eyes were bright and fresh water without any trace of waves: "did you think of it?"
After all, I'm not sure At that time, all we got were two small flesh bumps. Even if we raised Gu insects, it would not be a night. What kind of storm could be set off? How could it be... "
"It's stimulated by wine!"
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