Chapter 1316
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Luo Bi is a financial fan. Both pheasants and rabbits want them. They are delicious to roast and stew. You can't let them go when you see them.
But she can't catch it. She can only choose one.
Tangled for two seconds, Luo Bi took a breath and ran to the pheasant. The pheasant was tired. In the blink of an eye, Luo Bi raised her foot and stepped on one wing tip. The pheasant was frightened and frightened. The whole chicken was fluttering, and the chicken wings hurt faintly on the calf.
It was not hard enough. Luo Bi stepped on the sharp fin with her right foot, squatted down, picked up a semi dry branch from the side, waved it and smoked it several times. The pheasant fainted in pain.
You see, be honest! Robbie threw it into the bag and turned to catch the winged rabbit again.
The winged rabbit didn't run far and ran to the battlefield of fighting in the air.
"Wu spoon, stop it, stop it." Luo Bi shouted as she chased after it. Whether the array is human or not, she will use it now.
What else? Except for five spoons, Robbie has no help.
Wu spoon is patting the bird's hair according to an adult millet bird. If it has a hand, it will collect the bird's hair. Unfortunately, it has no hand. It can only be patted leisurely. It won't die or faint, but when a spoon goes down, the bird's hair will fall out.
Bird hair doesn't grow on people. People don't know the pain. Spoons don't know the pain, but millet birds hurt! Originally chirping, now the light will chirp, not chirping.
It's killing the bird!
Do you want to ask Wu if the spoon is damaged? Just listen to the shouts and scolds of the millet birds that have been collected.
Chirp: actually collecting bird hair? It's shameless.
Cha Cha: shameless! shame on you!
Luo:······
In the chirp, half a chicken crow suddenly appeared, and other millet birds twisted their necks. Look at me, I look at you, thunder rolling. Did you hear a chicken crow just now? And right next to them.
The millet bird who learns to crow clears his throat and changes it to chirp: it hurts too much. I made a mistake. I changed it back, chirp, chirp.
The millet bird captain who withdrew from the battlefield patted his wings and chirped: don't panic, it's pure millet bird language.
Other millet birds calmed down and chattered: startled, I thought a miscellaneous hairy chicken had mixed into our team. Fortunately, it was from our own country.
A millet bird called and chirped: if the miscellaneous feather chicken dares to mix in, spray it together.
The tone is not small. If it is not pressed to collect bird hair now, it will have more momentum.
Wu spoon heard Luo Bi's voice and tilted the spoon. Therefore, some words he understood, some words he didn't understand, and Luo Bi's words now he didn't understand. Wu doesn't understand spoons, let alone red porcelain spoons.
Luo Bi understood what was going on as soon as she saw it. She gestured and shouted, "it's just a winged rabbit running over. Just drop it and pat a spoon."
The red porcelain spoon still didn't understand. Wu spoon probably understood. He abandoned the millet bird that collected the clean hair and jumped up and gave a spoon to the winged rabbit. Without beating, the winged rabbit tilted its head and fainted.
Luo Bi slowed down her galloping steps, took a breath, walked over, picked up the winged rabbit and threw it into the bag.
Next, Luo Bi found several purple corn trees and peeled the outer leaves. The corn inside was very tender and suitable for cooking or baking. After breaking off one by one, Luo Bi counted 31 large and small.
I wanted to go back to eat at noon and come back in the afternoon, but Luo Bi had to give up the idea by looking at bundles of millet.
The supplies are too dazzling. It's still suitable to go back after dark.
At noon, when the sun was strong, Luo Bi washed her hands, pulled out the barbecue dried fish from the snack bag and made a living.
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Luo Bi is a financial fan. Both pheasants and rabbits want them. They are delicious to roast and stew. You can't let them go when you see them.
But she can't catch it. She can only choose one.
Tangled for two seconds, Luo Bi took a breath and ran to the pheasant. The pheasant was tired. In the blink of an eye, Luo Bi raised her foot and stepped on one wing tip. The pheasant was frightened and frightened. The whole chicken was fluttering, and the chicken wings hurt faintly on the calf.
It was not hard enough. Luo Bi stepped on the sharp fin with her right foot, squatted down, picked up a semi dry branch from the side, waved it and smoked it several times. The pheasant fainted in pain.
You see, be honest! Robbie threw it into the bag and turned to catch the winged rabbit again.
The winged rabbit didn't run far and ran to the battlefield of fighting in the air.
"Wu spoon, stop it, stop it." Luo Bi shouted as she chased after it. Whether the array is human or not, she will use it now.
What else? Except for five spoons, Robbie has no help.
Wu spoon is patting the bird's hair according to an adult millet bird. If it has a hand, it will collect the bird's hair. Unfortunately, it has no hand. It can only be patted leisurely. It won't die or faint, but when a spoon goes down, the bird's hair will fall out.
Bird hair doesn't grow on people. People don't know the pain. Spoons don't know the pain, but millet birds hurt! Originally chirping, now the light will chirp, not chirping.
It's killing the bird!
Do you want to ask Wu if the spoon is damaged? Just listen to the shouts and scolds of the millet birds that have been collected.
Chirp: actually collecting bird hair? It's shameless.
Cha Cha: shameless! shame on you!
Luo:······
In the chirp, half a chicken crow suddenly appeared, and other millet birds twisted their necks. Look at me, I look at you, thunder rolling. Did you hear a chicken crow just now? And right next to them.
The millet bird who learns to crow clears his throat and changes it to chirp: it hurts too much. I made a mistake. I changed it back, chirp, chirp.
The millet bird captain who withdrew from the battlefield patted his wings and chirped: don't panic, it's pure millet bird language.
Other millet birds calmed down and chattered: startled, I thought a miscellaneous hairy chicken had mixed into our team. Fortunately, it was from our own country.
A millet bird called and chirped: if the miscellaneous feather chicken dares to mix in, spray it together.
The tone is not small. If it is not pressed to collect bird hair now, it will have more momentum.
Wu spoon heard Luo Bi's voice and tilted the spoon. Therefore, some words he understood, some words he didn't understand, and Luo Bi's words now he didn't understand. Wu doesn't understand spoons, let alone red porcelain spoons.
Luo Bi understood what was going on as soon as she saw it. She gestured and shouted, "it's just a winged rabbit running over. Just drop it and pat a spoon."
The red porcelain spoon still didn't understand. Wu spoon probably understood. He abandoned the millet bird that collected the clean hair and jumped up and gave a spoon to the winged rabbit. Without beating, the winged rabbit tilted its head and fainted.
Luo Bi slowed down her galloping steps, took a breath, walked over, picked up the winged rabbit and threw it into the bag.
Next, Luo Bi found several purple corn trees and peeled the outer leaves. The corn inside was very tender and suitable for cooking or baking. After breaking off one by one, Luo Bi counted 31 large and small.
I wanted to go back to eat at noon and come back in the afternoon, but Luo Bi had to give up the idea by looking at bundles of millet.
The supplies are too dazzling. It's still suitable to go back after dark.
At noon, when the sun was strong, Luo Bi washed her hands, pulled out the barbecue dried fish from the snack bag and made a living.
Luo Bi is a financial fan. Both pheasants and rabbits want them. They are delicious to roast and stew. You can't let them go when you see them.But she can't catch it. She can only choose one.Tangled for two seconds, Luo Bi took a breath and ran to the pheasant. The pheasant was tired. In the blink of an eye, Luo Bi raised her foot and stepped on one wing tip. The pheasant was frightened and frightened. The whole chicken was fluttering, and the chicken wings hurt faintly on the calf.It was not hard enough. Luo Bi stepped on the sharp fin with her right foot, squatted down, picked up a semi dry branch from the side, waved it and smoked it several times. The pheasant fainted in pain.You see, be honest! Robbie threw it into the bag and turned to catch the winged rabbit again.The winged rabbit didn't run far and ran to the battlefield of fighting in the air."Wu spoon, stop it, stop it." Luo Bi shouted as she chased after it. Whether the array is human or not, she will use it now.What else? Except for five spoons, Robbie has no help.Wu spoon is patting the bird's hair according to an adult millet bird. If it has a hand, it will collect the bird's hair. Unfortunately, it has no hand. It can only be patted leisurely. It won't die or faint, but when a spoon goes down, the bird's hair will fall out.Bird hair doesn't grow on people. People don't know the pain. Spoons don't know the pain, but millet birds hurt! Originally chirping, now the light will chirp, not chirping.It's killing the bird!Do you want to ask Wu if the spoon is damaged? Just listen to the shouts and scolds of the millet birds that have been collected.Chirp: actually collecting bird hair? It's shameless.Cha Cha: shameless! shame on you!Luo:In the chirp, half a chicken crow suddenly appeared, and other millet birds twisted their necks. Look at me, I look at you, thunder rolling. Did you hear a chicken crow just now? And right next to them.The millet bird who learns to crow clears his throat and changes it to chirp: it hurts too much. I made a mistake. I changed it back, chirp, chirp.The millet bird captain who withdrew from the battlefield patted his wings and chirped: don't panic, it's pure millet bird language.Other millet birds calmed down and chattered: startled, I thought a miscellaneous hairy chicken had mixed into our team. Fortunately, it was from our own country.A millet bird called and chirped: if the miscellaneous feather chicken dares to mix in, spray it together.The tone is not small. If it is not pressed to collect bird hair now, it will have more momentum.Wu spoon heard Luo Bi's voice and tilted the spoon. Therefore, some words he understood, some words he didn't understand, and Luo Bi's words now he didn't understand. Wu doesn't understand spoons, let alone red porcelain spoons.Luo Bi understood what was going on as soon as she saw it. She gestured and shouted, "it's just a winged rabbit running over. Just drop it and pat a spoon."The red porcelain spoon still didn't understand. Wu spoon probably understood. He abandoned the millet bird that collected the clean hair and jumped up and gave a spoon to the winged rabbit. Without beating, the winged rabbit tilted its head and fainted.Luo Bi slowed down her galloping steps, took a breath, walked over, picked up the winged rabbit and threw it into the bag.Next, Luo Bi found several purple corn trees and peeled the outer leaves. The corn inside was very tender and suitable for cooking or baking. After breaking off one by one, Luo Bi counted 31 large and small.I wanted to go back to eat at noon and come back in the afternoon, but Luo Bi had to give up the idea by looking at bundles of millet.The supplies are too dazzling. It's still suitable to go back after dark.At noon, when the sun was strong, Luo Bi washed her hands, pulled out the barbecue dried fish from the snack bag and made a living.
