"Sure enough, it is easier for people of the same kind to understand each other," Ivey saw clearly this time, the source of the sound was in the distant sky, uh, the sea.

Pass this invisible thread.

It's like the simple line between the microphones in a junior high school physics class.

The blood oozes out quickly, gurgling, and falls to the ground.

Ivey was a little worried before, and imagined that a big pot of pig blood was poured into the water, surrounded by the bright red mixed solution, that terrible look.

If you change your blood, or get a bit more aggressive to **** your enemy, what a **** it will be.

so far so good.

The "sea water" here only hinders one's own movement, besides, there is no discomfort.

It is as fresh as the air on land.

Ivey couldn't stop her thinking.

Water and air are too similar, fish swim in water, birds swim in the air, planets swim in a vacuum...

What about the universe, where do you swim?

A voice snapped his imaginary wings and tried to barbecue on the fire.

In the voice, Ivey had discovered the saliva that could not be hidden.

"I hope you can really understand me this time and serve me delicious food, otherwise..."

That voice, with Ivey’s familiarity hidden deep in his memory,

"I can only get hungry, the old handsome guy is so pitiful."

Hehe, the ridiculous feeling became clearer, which made Ivey itch all over, extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn, who is this, it really makes me upset!"

Ivey's mood is like a trampoline, ups and downs in the footsteps of others, rolling disgustingly.

But this man is still an old, ugly, and short man.

He came from the other end of the line with twelve points of wretchedness, and landed his face on the ground in a brave and handsome dive.

"It's okay, it's okay."

The man stroked the old face and rubbed it twice to restore it.

"Nonsense, of course it's okay, you fall like this is tantamount to plastic surgery."

Ivey was in a bad mood and naturally didn't look good.

He was shocked again.

What makes him very speechless is that he knows this person, and there is a feeling that makes him want to slap slightly.

Smoke Ivy herself-if it is a nightmare, please wake up quickly.

Why is there always something strange in my dreams?

"Wang Mirror! Damn, what do I say..."

To be fair, Wang Jingjing did not cause him any harm, but helped him in many places.

But for some reason, he always...

He didn't understand until the grinning sausage mouth opposite.

Beauty is justice.

There is always a kind of wretched person who smiles at you, alas, it's really sad.

"Oh, dear Ivey, I want to kill you..."

"Wait, stop, step back, back again, turn around...Wow, vomit!"

"Just talk, what do you throw up." Wang Jingjing looked aggrieved.

…………

He calmed down for a while, and was shocked.

Ivey finally let himself face this mysterious middle-aged greasy uncle soberly.

"Why are you here?"

"It's fate, fate, unspeakable."

"Is this Duncan's line?"

"Huh, how do you know?"

"Well, stop talking nonsense, what happened?"

"Oh, I've become a confession by you, there are many things that happened recently..."

"Is it really troublesome? Can you tell me?"

"No."

"..."

"It's no good to tell you."

"Then you are so nonsense? Let's just say, did you pass by occasionally this time, or came to me on a special trip?"

"Passing by occasionally, passing in your world."

"Fuck off!" The blue veins on Ivey's forehead jumped and jumped, and he felt that he was almost reaching the limit. "What's the matter of coming to see me?"

"Regarding the barbecue wild boar, uh, no, it's mainly the preliminary preparations for the battle for hegemony."

People who are always out of shape are also very attractive when they are serious, but the leek sticking to his teeth is dragging his legs.

"Chef King Contest, are you in a hurry?"

"Don't worry, there are still four months to start?"

"Oh, that's fine."

"You need to upgrade your culinary skills to a level sufficient to win the championship in these four months, then find the entrance to the competition, grab the invitation letter, buy a golden mask, pretend to be a contestant, go through five levels and cut six generals, and then Winning the championship is easy, right?"

"..."

"Why are not you talking?"

.)(.)&(*)+%=3-8,#……,,,@!"

"Hey, don't talk dirty!"

"I can't do it, can you please be smart?"

"Then, return my baby to me!"

"Your baby is in the respect room!"

"..."

"Okay, let's stop making trouble. To be serious, time is too tight, I'm not sure," Ivey said sincerely, "Besides, I'm in trouble now, and I'm full of ants."

Then his gesture of spreading his hands and shrugging seemed less sincere. "Can't help you, sorry."

Wang Mirror is also very helpless. It is not yet the time for the showdown. Everything is planned. He must be low-key and then low-key, not to fall into the chessboard of the caring people.

People who do big things have a lot of helplessness.

He frowned and covered his face with his hands. When he moved his hands away, he put on a smile~lightnovelpub.net~ handsome guy, I have one way to do it-the Dead Sea itself is a strange place. Among the strangeness, there is another strangeness, like a strange entertainment company. When we were exploring, we found..."

Wang Jingjing was cooking the food while talking to Ivey about some secrets of the year.

He sat on the ground casually, drew a small silver knife, and scratched and scratched the wild boar, like a carving.

In the end, a knife was pulled, and the small silver knife viper shrank into the sleeve.

The end is great.

Ivey watched his cheerful knife performance.

I saw him gently raise his hand, and a complete wild boar skin was draped on the stone beside it.

The meat of the wild boar hangs gently on the skeleton, thin and square, like a jade piece in a jade suit.

The current is surging, and I want to dance.

"Diners, now is the time to witness the miracle..."

Wang Jingjing mysteriously raised his hand gently, and a flame was lit in his hand, and the flame was emotionally stable.

Ivey closed his mouth slightly, and this time he made up his mind to pretend not to be shocked by anything he said.

Here is the vast and vast underwater world, gathering the most shameless water in the world.

It can let creatures breathe, is incompatible with other liquids, and can even ignore the provocation of flames.

You flame is very rude, you have no temper at all.

If you change the rhetoric of adding a beauty filter:

This water is very Buddha-like.

I am so Buddha!

Wang Mirror waved his hand, and drew out a long sea snake-like thing from a spice jar similar to the space equipment, gently slapped it twice, sprayed some honey-like mucus, and smeared it on the wild boar.