Myriad world god level chat group

“A friend is coming to prepare a meal?”

Qiu Sheng scratched his head, when was this, because the zombie king killed people everywhere and made people panic.

Everyone is hiding at home, how can anyone dare to go out, except for the patrol patrolling every day!

Although his master is sometimes kind-hearted, most of them are extremely critical, even if they go to buy rice, they have to calculate the money clearly, not much!

And those chickens and ducks in the backyard are simply the master’s treasures, especially the hens and ducks who ordered, and last time he and Wen Cai stole an egg and were punished for standing for an hour!

And when guests came before, the master just took some home-grown greens and some water to entertain!

It is such a master who picks the door and wants to kill chickens and ducks to entertain guests!

This is simply a big deal in Qiu Sheng’s eyes, and it is even more terrifying than the zombie king killing the family now!

The master who slammed the door suddenly became generous!

Was it taken away by the evil sorcerer?

Qiu Sheng looked Ninth Uncle up and down, but did not find too many abnormalities, and his temperament did not change, he should not have been taken away:

Qiu Sheng asked cautiously, “Master, you today… Didn’t get sick, right? ”

“Sick? What disease do I have? ”

Ninth Uncle subconsciously asked back, and Qiu Sheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued: “Why did you suddenly become generous today, making us all a little uncomfortable!” ”

When the ninth uncle heard this, he immediately understood, it turned out that these two brats were saying that they were slamming the door, rolling up their sleeves like cleaning up these two guys well!

“Wen Cai run, the master is angry!”

Qiu Sheng shouted loudly and jumped out like a monkey, and the Wen Cai on the side was also ready to escape, which made Ninth Uncle even more angry!

But Ninth Uncle’s sleeve was half-lifted, thinking that Zhou Yang and the others would come soon, if they saw it, wouldn’t they lose face in front of the group members!

For Ninth Uncle, in addition to the inheritance of Maoshan, the most important thing is his own face!

It is precisely because of his good face that he often makes jokes, but it is precisely because of these small shortcomings that he does not look like a pure immortal seeking practitioner, but more like an ordinary old man!

Ninth Uncle coughed lightly twice, stopped the two apprentices who wanted to escape, squeezed a kind smile on his face, and said in a harmonious voice:

“Today the master is going to entertain very important guests, so you must give the master face, and when it is over, I will give each of you five oceanic pocket money!”

Qiu Sheng’s eyes lit up, his eyes dripped, and the lion opened his mouth:

“Ten!”

“You!”

Ninth Uncle just wanted to get angry, but thought that time was running out, so he said angrily: “Ten is ten, but you guys go buy some cold dishes and come back, as well as Western pastries, you will go out first!” ”

Although it is said that he wants to give twenty oceans, Ninth Uncle is not such an easy person to be taken advantage of, so let Qiusheng and them buy some good things!

As for giving money when the time comes!

Ninth Uncle sneered, and when Zhou Yang and the others left, it was time for his vine whip to go out of the mountain, and educate these two disobedient apprentices well!

But as soon as his apprentice walked out of the house, he suddenly ran back, his face panicked and shouted: “Master, there is something…”

“What’s there?”

Ninth Uncle said impatiently, and then took a few steps forward, and suddenly froze in place!

Because he saw a black hole that appeared out of thin air, like an abyss, devouring everything!

“Master, we won’t be ghosts, will we!”

Wen Cai hid behind Ninth Uncle in fear, and everything in front of him was beyond his comprehension!

“What nonsense! Where did the ghosts come from in broad daylight! ”

Ninth Uncle said loudly, but subconsciously took out his thousand-year-old peach wood sword and put on a defensive posture!

“Ninth Uncle, it’s us!”

A handsome young man in black civilian clothes walked out of the black hole, and then one after another the black hole opened, and different people walked out of it.

Seeing that it was Zhou Yang and the others, Ninth Uncle immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then pretended to be relaxed and said

“Welcome, welcome!”

After speaking, Ninth Uncle slapped Wen Cai’s head fiercely and said sternly: “Don’t hurry up and buy something to entertain guests!” ”

“Yes!”

“Obey!”

The two apprentices have long been frightened and stupid by the scene just now, although the two girls who said it were extremely beautiful, they were afraid that the other party would suddenly turn into a monster and eat themselves!

So after getting the order of the ninth uncle, not only was he not dissatisfied, but he ran out without looking back!

Zhou Yang did not care about these two guys, but glanced at Mad San and others, although he chatted on the Internet for a long time, but this was the first time he saw an anime character like Mad San.

Although I said that I came to carry out a mission today, I also had a feeling of excitement.

After all, among the ten thousand worlds, how many people can meet anime characters?

Today’s Mad San is wearing a white blouse, a black pleated skirt, slender and slender legs wrapped in black silk, and small black leather shoes.

A pair of golden-red pupils are as beautiful as the most precious gemstones in the world, and the skin is like condensation, snow-white and smooth, just like a noble princess!

But Zhou Yang knew that this guy had hidden his dark heart under his dignified temperament!

If someone dares to treat her as a harmless little girl, then she will be eaten without even bones!

Mad San also felt his gaze, and Zhou Yang’s figure was reflected in the golden-red pupils, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he blinked his eyes quite playfully, and said with a smile

“Mr. Satyr, we have finally met!”

“I’m not called Mr. Satyr, you can call me by my name, Zhou Yang!”

Zhou Yang complained, rolling his eyes at the nickname that Mad San gave him, even if he likes beauty, it is impossible to admit that he is a satyr!

“It turns out that your name is Zhou Yang, which is much better than the nickname Zhou Xingxing!”

A cold voice sounded behind him, and a cold wind blew gently, which made the demon essence in Zhou Yang’s body also resonate!

PS: The data is a little miserable, I didn’t raise flowers and evaluation votes in an afternoon, everyone who is still watching greatly asks for support ah, the codeword is slow and hurt ah, crying chirp ….