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Chapter 117 Spear and Falcon and Grain Reserve

Lao Wang was beaten up.

Then Lao Wang was beaten up again.

Then...

The bear meat is so fragrant.

In a charcoal-fired iron pot, stewed for a long time, there is no saying that the meat is not tender or fragrant.

The floury and rich soup was swallowed into the stomach with the crispy and dense meat. All the sufferings suffered these days were worth it at this moment.

After drinking and eating, Li Cang took a few mouthfuls of hot water and scalded the bottle for a long time.

The hot wine turned into a blunt knife that burned red, creaking its throat.

This thing is a masterpiece of Yanchuan. It has a private brewed small roast in the workshop, with a minimum of 58 degrees and a high of 73 degrees.

Anyway, Li Cang, a guy who has to be chilled with beer, can't even drink the mellow sorghum grains.

His face was visible to the naked eye and his eyes were slightly moist.

"call..."

He exhaled a breath of heat and took off his shirt.

"bring it on!"

Lao Wang looked at Li Lace,

"How about you come..."

"I'm not afraid, mainly because I've just been beaten up, but I've beaten twice, and my hands are shaking a little."

Li Lace gritted her teeth,

"Then I'll do it!"

She touched the sterile pointed-nosed pliers.

"Then, then you have to endure it..."

Even a woman like Li Lace, who looks quite weak in her expression when she looks dense and long and short wooden thorns.

"I started pulling it?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Li Cang said speechlessly, "I'll wake up after a while... I'll hold on to it..."

A long irregular wooden thorn was pulled out of the completely grown flesh. This pain was really not something alcohol could cover. The blood on Li Cang's face faded away quickly, and rows of sweat beads as big as beans flowed into a river.

Lao Wang looked like he empathized and grinned.

"Teacher Cang, are you still there?"

"If it doesn't work...it will work..." Li Cang squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "WDNMD dares to ask for 200 coins if he pulls a few thorns. Is it okay to bully me without medical insurance? Is this a calculation based on a small operation to solve the problem??"

One after another, one after another...

Tai Xiaoyi muttered something in her mouth,

"Look! Don't avoid it, don't be a useless person. You must be afraid of such things. In the future, it will only drag the clock back..."

She forced herself to look at the bloody scene that was extremely uncomfortable, but in fact her eyes were empty.

Every time Li Lace pulled out a sharp thorn, she shivered, as if her energy and spirit were being squeezed out little by little with the mechanical movement.

"Well, Teacher Cang," said Lao Wang, "why would you bite it?"

Li Cang turned his head and looked at the pine tree that had just been taken out of the pot and had been cooked with bear meat.

"You fucking...ao..."

"Don't be excited, relax, relax, if you tighten, I won't be able to pull it out--" Li Lace said quickly, "You, who is surnamed Wang, just don't know how to write the word "death", right?"

"Ah, hehe, misunderstanding, am I not thinking about whether Teacher Cang bites his tongue..."

"roll!!!"

"Okay..."

After about half an hour, Li Lace, who was in charge of the operation, was almost exhausted, and her clothes were sticky to her body, and even the ground was wet with her sweat.

This is not only a matter of psychological endurance, but to some extent, part of the suffering Li Cang suffered is caused by her.

"The last one, gone, except the steel bar on the arm," Li Lace wiped the cold sweat from her head, "How are you?"

The last one is a steel bar embedded in the bone, which cannot be pulled hard.

"Pray..."

The 23 coins were wiped out and turned into a green light.

The next second, Li Cang jumped up from the chair, picked up the page hammer and rushed out, raising his energy and strolling with dragons and tigers.

"Zhong Jianzhang!!"

"Hello, Teacher Cang, what are you doing? Calm down..."

"I'll take my orders and let you taste my stick!"

"Then change one, can you change one? This one will be fucking dead. Hold the grass to help you..."

In the room, Li Lace and Tai Xiaoyi sank on the ground like bones, looking at each other with exhausted body and mind.

"Puff~"

It's noon at sunset.

Li Cang was woken up by the reserved grain.

Somehow, the reserve grain that had just been detained for one day, escaped from prison.

Standing on the highest sharp corner of the roof of the stilt building with your head held high,

"Gee, gee, gee, gee~"

The four of them stood down and looked helplessly at the stilt building that was more than ten meters high.

Lao Wang hesitated,

"Isn't the rooster supposed to do the job?"

The reserve grain was shining with its wings, jumping up and down on the pointed ridge of the stilt building, and occasionally kicking off a piece of green tiles.

"This chicken is so arrogant. Have you lived enough..." Li Lace pointed to the black dots in the sky. "If I read it correctly, it seems to be demonstrating with the old kite."

"Where is it?"

"Here, that's it."

Li Cang and Lao Wang built a pergola in their hands, and then they saw something in the sky.

"Good guy, it seems to be true."

Old kite is an nickname for sparrow hawks in some northern regions. It usually includes spear falcons, peregrine falcons, black-winged kites, etc. Anyone who can enter the village to steal chickens and catch rabbits can use this name.

These "harriers" are strong and weak, some are common and some are uncommon.

A subspecies that are as powerful as peregrine falcons, they have to hit a "" behind the scenes at a speed of 380km/h. With one claw down, they can sometimes even "cut" the head of the sea duck from its neck.

If you are a little weaker, you will basically tie the big rooster who is prepared, and both sides will be tired of each other.

However, no matter how much they say they are birds of prey, how many weights do you store grain and eat, dare you stand on the roof and shout at them?

Li Cang pinched his chin,

"This scene always feels familiar..."

The kite descended rapidly and wandered around the floating mountain above the side.

A tone of cursing,

“gehe~”

Yes, it is a spear falcon.

"Damn! Is there such a coincidence in the world..." Li Cang's eyes wandered back and forth between the reserve grain and the kite, "Can it be the spearfalcon brother who could catch fish before?!"

Lao Wang looked confused,

"What did you say, Teacher Cang?"

The spear falcon left a deep impression on Li Cang. The more he looked, the more he looked like...

It is basically impossible for ordinary people who are not so professional to distinguish the appearance of the two spears and falcons, but judging from the posture of the reserve grain transforming into a fighting cock, if there is no old grudge between the two, who believes it?

It seemed that there were too many creatures below. The spear falcon hovered for a few weeks and gave up the idea of ​​teaching a lesson to the reserve grain, and flew slowly and straightly in one direction.

The spear falcon is gone.

The reserved grain is very disappointing.

Li Cang is very confused.

There seemed to be lightning slashing through his mind, and he had a bold idea.

"Damn it, I've bet. Lao Wang changed my manual driving and followed the spear falcon!"

"Clam?"

"Stop it, I can't explain it for a while. It's really done. Maybe we can leave this ghost place directly. At most, it's only a few hours of derailment and sanctions, fuck it!"

“…”

Li Cang's expression at this moment was like a gambler.
Chapter completed!
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