Chapter 662 Is her rice dumpling dead?

"do not want!"

"..."

Facts have proved that Dean Nanhuai is the dean after all, and that elder cannot be robbed!

Dean Nanhuai, who successfully grabbed the weapon, returned to the two zongzi again, swiping the weapon...

"Oh!"

"Snapped!"

"..."

"..."

The double cannon goes on...

Then, seeing that the headmaster couldn't borrow a weapon, he directly used it to grab it...

The remaining elders, holding their own weapons, immediately ignored the show and fled in despair!

Only those elders who were robbed of their weapons were kneeling on the ground, crying blind...

"Master Dean, you can stop..."

"My lord, they ran away! They ran away with their weapons, you should go after them!"

"Master Dean, our weapon, woo..."

"..."

It's nothing more than losing the family's wife, but all the elders who lost even their own personal weapons, still kindly reminded their own dean that the rest of the elders have run away...

Not for anything else!

There's no reason they can run away!
If you want to be miserable, everyone will be miserable together!
What about a shared adversity?
then……

Rao was a group of people making a lot of noise. In the thatched hut, Ling Jiuyou, who didn't hear anything outside the window and only cared about his cultivation, was finally alarmed...

Ling Jiuyou, who was sitting on the futon, restrained her spiritual power, opened her eyes, and heard the sound of crying outside, it was a mess, she couldn't help scratching her head...

"What's wrong with this? Could it be that those two zongzi started a revolution?"

No!

She has to check it out!
Getting up from the futon, Ling Jiuyou pushed open the door of the hut, and glanced at the two rice dumplings...

Whoops!

But it's amazing!
When did these two zongzi hanging on the tree have so many believers?
Why are there so many people kneeling in front of you?
Listen to this movement again?

They are all crying?
This frightened Ling Jiuyou who ran out, "God! Could it be that the two zongzi were hanged to death?"

Sa Yazi, ran over madly, Ling Jiuyou's movements were surprisingly consistent with Dean Nanhuai's just now, and rushed over...

Hugged her two rice dumplings!
"Mummy! Is it dead? Is it dead? Don't mind..."

She didn't want to kill these zongzi, she just wanted to water the trees...

"Dead! Dead...really dead..."

Dean Nanhuai, who was kneeling on the ground after running out of weapons, looked at the scum of weapons all over the floor, crying blindly...

"What kind of horse?" Ling Jiuyou, who was holding the zongzi, looked up, reaching out to check the breath of the two zongzi...

Then, Ling Jiuyou, who raised his head, met the angry and murderous eyes of the two rice dumplings...

"Squeeze... the eyes are still open? Do you want to die with peace?"

Ling Jiuyou's outstretched hand froze...

Ye Wuxie rice dumplings and Liangbai rice dumplings heard...

"!!!"

"!!!"

"You just died! Your whole family is dead!"

"Damn women! When are they what? Is it so easy to die?"

Jijijiu, who thought he was going to collect the corpse, twitched the corner of his mouth, "This dead man, can he still roll his eyes?"

Awesome, Zongzi corpse!

As expected of an ancient divine beast, it can be so bullish even if it dies with regret!
Nine suits to collect the corpse!

"We..." are still alive!

Ye Wuxie just opened his mouth, and they kissed each other.

A corpse collector blinked his eyes, heard the voice, glanced at the two zongzi who were kissing each other, and heaved a long sigh of relief, "So, you're not dead yet?"

Emma!

Then she can rest assured!

I thought my ambergris tree was about to lose its blood!

then……

"Snapped!"

(End of this chapter)

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