Chapter 47: The Second Senior Brother Who Makes Up the Sword
Jiang Daoli didn't know that things would be so serious, which made Lin Xian's impression of him change drastically.
Thinking about it, this is obviously something that a fool can do. If Jiang Daoli does it, he almost becomes a laughing stock in the whole village. It would be strange if Lin Xian doesn’t brag.
Because of this, my dad didn’t go out to play cards for a whole week. Why? It’s embarrassing!
Jiang Daoli started to work hard, so he went to the city to buy some fish fry, crayfish, eels, etc. Anyway, he bought some of the food he wanted.
He moved all his quilts and clothes into the reservoir, but his father had no idea to stop him because it was already like this, and it was too late to stop him.
He put the fry in the water and also had to feed him. Jiang Daoli never raised fish at all. He had a lot of explanations on Baidu online, but this did not fit his thoughts.
I’m tired of eating ordinary fish, so why don’t I raise them with alien feed?
I have biocatalytic hormones and are pollution-free, so why not let Lilo send some more feed?
Thinking of this, Jiang Daoli was even more reluctant to feed the earth's feed, and even the farmer's feed did not want to feed it.
Now, feed some animal milk first. Looking at the reservoir, although the water quality is purified, many of the fish fry I just bought are half dead. It is not enough to have good water quality, but it also needs nutrition.
Sprinkle a bottle of animal milk along the wooden house, and suddenly, whether it was half-dead fish fry, crayfish and eels, they all rushed towards animal milk like crazy, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.
What is beast milk? It is a hundred kinds of monster milk. It is combined with hundreds of genius treasures. Even if he drinks it, it will be useful, let alone these fish.
So, those half-dead fish jumped alive in an instant, more energetic than any fish he had ever seen, and the fish that had been energetic before became even more crazy, jumping on the lake, jumping out, and rushing in, more exaggerated than when he tossed and turned to sleep at night.
Looking at the fish fry, Jiang Daoli was very happy. There was no need to worry about a fish dying now. It was just that the breeding was a bit too consuming animal milk, so he still had to find Liluo to ask for some.
When I opened WeChat, the group of gods had already exploded and I haven't stopped yet.
The group was full of yelling to fight Gu Shenluo and asked him to start a duel. Nezha even said he wanted to fight, so his mother didn't even know him.
"When the group leader comes, start the duel arena, you are dead." Nezha gave an angry expression.
"Hmph, what are you? When the duel arena starts, I will kill you." Gu Shenluo also shouted.
"It's too crazy, you're really looking for death, Ancient God Galaxy, God of War Star, fellow Taoists, who has been to this place when you traveled between stars?" Yang Jian led a dog and ran out and asked.
Holding the grass, are you planning to come out and kill him at the God of War Star?
"Well, I haven't been there before, it's too far away." A group of gods shook their heads collectively.
This god is really a bad thing. It seems that he is not hiding in the Eastern Immortal Realm. Look at the interstellar journey, how good he is, and he has been to aliens. Jiang Daoli envies the authentic Taoist.
However, it is too far away in their mouths, how far is that? The other side of the universe?
"I, Old Sun, have heard of the ancient gods. This place is too remote and very far away. I heard that people there are mainly practicing physical bodies and certifying the truth with their strength. They have great strength." Sun Wuzi ran out and said.
"Mainly practicing the body? Use your strength to prove the truth?" Yang Jian muttered, then dived silently, and said nothing.
Nezha stopped talking and just left a sentence: "The group leader is here to open the duel arena and call me."
"What's wrong?" The remaining group of gods were confused. They stopped talking as they said this. Didn't they agree to find his door and call him together?
"Ahem, fellow Taoists, let's chat with something else." Qingfeng Mingyue stood up, coughed dryly, and said, "My teacher preached at Wuzhuangguan three days later. I'll inform you if you love comes."
Holding the grass, love comes or not, what is your attitude? The gods rolled their eyes together, but there is no way, who can make the teacher misunderstand?
Jiang Daoli looked at these gods chatting and found that they were unwilling to talk about physical education, which reminded him of the mythical and legendary witch clan.
The witch clan is the main body and does not cultivate supernatural powers. This is a taboo!
Nezha, Yang Jian, Qingfeng and Mingyue obviously know a little, but they definitely dare not mention it too much, so they dive. Sun Houzi doesn't know, and more immortals don't know, so most of them are confused.
Zhang Sanfeng was confused when he saw these gods talking, but he didn't say it, and even if he wanted to ask, he didn't know who he asked.
"Netsu, Laojun, it's your turn."
Suddenly, a discordant voice came, making Jiang Daoli stunned.
What the hell is this? Why don’t I know?
Looking at the extra line on WeChat, Jade Emperor, Taishang Laojun, Taibai Jinxing, Barefoot Immortal, are holding a literary fight, are you watching?
Wenfight?
Jiang Daoli had a bad premonition in his heart. When he clicked to watch, the screen suddenly turned around. In a small house, Jade Emperor, Taishang Laojun, Taibai Jinxing, and the barefoot immortal were sitting on a square table, playing mahjong happily.
The three of them only have one avatar. The Jade Emperor is an old handsome guy. The barefoot immortal looks a bit tough. The other two are both white-haired old men.
At this time, the Jade Emperor, Taibai, and the three barefoot men had red faces, but Laojun had a dark face as if the bottom of the pot was covered.
Holding grass, is this the legendary literary fight?
Jiang Daoli was shocked. When did he play mahjong and what happened to Laojun's angry look?
The most important thing is, when did you learn it? How did you play mahjong? Why don’t I know?
He didn't know many functions when WeChat was unblocked, and he didn't understand them carefully. He didn't expect that he would also have a mahjong system. Before, he had to open the duel arena. Could it be that the duel arena was a martial arts battle?
Jiang Daoli really wanted to ask them how they found a player who played mahjong, but he was the group leader and could not ask this question.
After searching for the group information, he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. Jiang Daoli looked depressed. Could it be that only gods can start the literary battle?
Forget it, don't look for it anymore, post a look and bubble.
Given up, when Jiang Daoli was about to click on his expression, the following shot was a big shot, and he saw various functions such as writing fights, videos, pictures, expressions, red envelopes, and cluster funding.
Why didn’t you find out before? Well, I haven’t even posted an expression in this group, let alone a red envelope. It seems that I haven’t even chatted?
Thinking of this, Jiang Daoli quickly sent out an expression.
As soon as I sent it out, the scene suddenly became bloody and bloody. Yes, that's right, it was bloody and bloody.
I saw a huge photo appearing in the group, a spear pierced into a dragon's head, and the hot blood clearly visible the white smoke in the picture.
Jiang Daoli widened his eyes, yes, that's a dragon, with a black overall appearance, with a head similar to a camel, an eye similar to a ghost, an ear similar to a deer, and a neck similar to a snake. A lively oriental dragon was slaughtered like this.
Jiang Daoli was angry. After all, he was also the successor of the dragon. How could you slaughter the dragon?
Just as he was about to get angry, Nezha sent a message: "Be warm up before the war, just kill a dragon."
"Nezha, I want to sue you." A white shadow floated out, a dragon head appeared, and the dragon eyes looked at Nezha like a fire-breathing: "You warm up before the war, you won't kill a demon or something, why should you kill my dragon clan? What's wrong with him?"
"Ahem, my hands were itchy for a moment, but it's okay. The dragon dragon's blood is impure, it's just a miscellaneous species, so there's no need to be so excited." Nezha coughed dryly, looking at the little white dragon, and felt a little embarrassed.
"Wow, eat dragon meat, eat dragon meat." A dog barking came, and the Xiaotian dog ran over with saliva.
"Leave some for the old pig, and the old pig's feed is almost done with dragon meat. When the old pig is finished, I will give you some for the immortals." Zhu Bajie also came.
Little White Dragon: "…"
Jiang Daoli looked at Xiao Bailong with a sympathy. Tsk, his face turned blue on his avatar. He was so angry that he was so angry.
It would be fine if Xiaotian Dog was sprinkled with salt in the wound. Zhu Bajie was the second senior brother in the group to obtain scriptures. Although he was a horse at that time, he was also a member of the group. Zhu Bajie was finishing the knife!
Chapter completed!