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Chapter 429: The Flock(2/2)

"This pointed pile is broken, why not □□?"

When Wei Yan thought about the devil businessman, he asked, and he was very poor. The undead monarch and the great devil quarreled in his soul.

The devil can completely occupy the castle.

The big devil directly scolded him to fart, and the devil and the undead also needed to be shelter. If the undead in the castle was contaminated, the undead ground castle was simply the old nest of the battlefield.

There is nowhere to go.

It was still until the undead monarch next to this pile suddenly stopped and stopped saying a word. The devil businessman was relieved.

The undead monarch is.

"□□? As long as the undead bastard is not completely destroyed, it cannot be □□."

The shepherd sneer: "Of course, if the undead land is destroyed, it will not exist."

Understand that the pointed pile is already part of the undead bastard, and it cannot □□.

The devil businessman nodded, but he didn't take it for granted. Even if it couldn't be completely □ □, you couldn't cut it away.

Then, then, then

Wei Yan is thinking about what is hidden under the spikes, it is extremely hidden, if it is not the peach and wooden sword and the ancient oasis butterfly fragments, you can't feel its breath at all.

The reason why the Taoist left that thing can still be hidden here.

There is not much time left. It is not easy to take away it forcibly, but as long as it is parked next to it, it is higher to contact the old Chen team with the more active peachwood sword and the vampire sword Wei Wei!

"You won't want to choose this pile."

They have stopped for too long, and the shepherds are impatiently reminded: "It is now a simple pile without any pollution on it. You can’t choose it."

"We didn't plan to choose it either."

Wei Yan did not go forward, but chose to be next to this pile. A pointed pile corresponding to the undead monarch. The devil merchant has a mold and a model.

Standing in front of the stakes, they started to grind foreign workers -of course, they were pretending to be the same. Wei Yan took out sheets of paper people, sticking to the stakes and starting to absorb pollution.

Grasp the stakes, and secretly put the cuffs with blue pollution on it.

Observing the pollution on the stakes is being devoured by blue pollution, the devil merchant understands it. Sure enough, the pollution splashing into the depths of the parliament is purely more than the battlefield pollution on the wooden stake.

In this case, if you want to transfer all the blue pollution on your body to the wooden stakes, it costs something. Fortunately, the undead monarch and the great devil are worried about the status quo of the undead. In order to have the opportunity to explore the truth here in the future

As long as the devil merchants order them, they will help all the pollution to the wooden stakes, help the devil merchant back to the hostel alive.

There is a place in time, only dogs do not match.

The devil merchant made a difficult appearance of absorbing pollution, and glanced at the shepherd dog with the light of the corner of the eyes. This dog was behind them. It must not work directly in front of it. It is definitely not possible.

How to quote this dog away?

‘You said, who would have such a group of sheep?’

Wei Yan said to himself. He thought about how to lead the shepherd, and then began to think about the herd. His words were passed to the devil businessman's ears through the silk, so that his heart must be.

Xiao Cui must have a way to attract the shepherd.

The devil merchant thought that he was a bit peaceful on the way. What are the same as Xiao Cui thighs? He also started to think seriously and want to help Xiao Cui. In the thought, the devil businessman brought into the owner in the thoughts.

The perspective, if it was him, why did he raise this group of sheep?

Selling money? Trading

The devil merchant thinks the latter, but the lower the possibility, and sometimes the closer to the correct answer.

‘Oh, maybe a group of sheep is a unique master’. ’

The devil merchant said in a joke that his words made Wei Yan's eyes bright and inspired!

The devil merchant said well, aside from all other factors, do not look at the appearance of these sheep's dirty stains. If only "sheep 'is used as food, the battlefield pollution on them is actually pure.

The sheep are more pure.

However, all of these pollution were blocked in their bodies and did not leak a little. Even the butterfly fragments were not interested. The butterfly fragments did not want to eat, so Wei Yan didn't think about food for a while.

Study from the pointed piles to the sheep, the longer you stay here, the more things Wei Wei want to pack back the hostel. Now the time is almost the same, and the information is almost collected.

"Hey, don't be lazy, continue to work."

At this time, the shepherd who had been staring at their supervisors seemed very hindered.

‘Wangcai, turn over the river’

Wei Yan secretly ordered the prosperous wealth lying in the belly of the shepherd dog to let it spit out a lot of high concentration pollution.

Seeing these two people obediently cleaned up the pollution here, it couldn't help but hurry up to the edge of the Dead Castle to solve the problem.

The shepherd is gone, and Xiao Cui really has a plan! The devil businessman's eyes were bright, and immediately wanted to pour pollution into the wooden stakes.

Cui, waiting for Xiao Cui's plan.
Chapter completed!
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