Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 3227: Wacky pig (four more completed)

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Small snoring sound in Xiaopin's mouth, as if cursing Ling Han.

"Serious pig, what other medicine is there, take us to find it." Ling Han said, this pig is unexpectedly useful.

The little pink pig ignored him, but buried it in Xuan Xue's chest, only showing a fat round ass.

This is really uncontrollable. I want to have a roast suckling pig.

"Little Pig, Master is Master Dao Dao, so if you know any treasure medicine, tell Master." Xuan Xue said on the side.

The little pink pig turned around and looked up and down at Ling Han. He suddenly grunted on all four feet, and the ridicule was very obvious.

Ling Han couldn't help but speechless. When he was in the Dandao Association, who didn't respectfully call him Master Ling, but now, he is laughed at by a lustful lazy pig.

Speaking of this, this pig is really weird.

The higher the strength of the monster, the more civilized the wisdom is. Like the monkey brother, he can speak human language. If it is not a monkey head, how is it different from humans?

But this pig obviously has no strength, but it seems like he ca n’t be beaten to death, and his intelligence is also very high. That ’s a weird thing.

"Okay, little pig, you can help the young master." Xuan Xue said again.

The little pink pig suddenly shivered, as if tolerating the soft words of the beautiful woman, her bones were crisp.

He pointed his hoof in one direction and Ling Han and Xue Xue immediately advanced.

After a long walk, they found a Old Ginseng.

This is a yellow ginseng. It has been five or six hundred years old, full of vitality.

"Big Tonic!" Ling Han's eyes shined, although he already had five Phoenix King Biguo, but after the impact of Exchanging Blood Realm, there are two changes, three changes and the like, the treasure that nourishes Qi and blood.

"Fat pigs, you are quite familiar with this place!" Ling Han said, if you want him and Xuanxue to look for it, the remote place where this Old Ginseng grows, no two or three months to find out.

I really ca n’t see it. This color pig is too lazy to lie on the ground in a few steps. How would he know this?

"Let's call you the treasure hunter in the future." Ling Han smiled.

The little pink pig showed a scornful look, and looked disdainful to this title.

"So what is your name?" Ling Han asked.

The little pink pig turned his head and made a whispering sound, looking very proud.

It ’s pretty good.

"Then forget it, it's better to call you a pig or a lazy pig." Ling Han gave up his plan to name this pig.

Under the soft words of Xuan Xue, the little pink pig pointed again, but this time, it led the two to the top of Daqing Mountain.

After crossing the mountainside, Ling Han frowned.

There was a terrible pressure on him, which made his heart tremble, and Xuan Xue was unbearable.

At this moment, purple light flashed suddenly in Ling Han's neck, and suddenly this pressure was reduced a lot.

Hey, this purple pendant again.

This Li Changdan is really fortunate. He picked such a baby, but the other party ’s luck is obviously going to break his food when he encounters his bad luck, otherwise he will not die in his hands.

Ling Han scratches his head. He has both Super Luck and Super Bad Luck attributes, which is definitely caused by the bad luck attribute.

"Xuanxue, don't go anymore." He said, the little maid couldn't resist such pressure at all.

Xu Xue stopped by words, and she really couldn't leave. She was able to stick to it now because Ling Han was around, which turned into a strong belief.

The little pink pig stared at Ling Han, and indeed said it was his neck.

Boo, it rushed towards Ling Han.

It's just ... it obviously overestimated its ability to jump, only half the distance, and it fell from the air.

"Goo--" It made a horrible cry, but it couldn't stop it from falling to the ground.

Xuan Xue's feet are soft and impossible to shoot, but Ling Han can catch the little lazy pig in time, but a color pig rushes over, and he is sick with nausea, how can he get it?

Papa, the little pink pig fell to the ground, motionless.

"Little Pig!" Xuan Xue hurriedly called.

"Relax, you can't die." Ling Han laughed, this guy can even bear his punching power, how could he fall injured and die?

But the pig didn't move at all.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, hurry up and do the right thing." Ling Han dialed with his foot.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Turned over, but found that the fat pig had fallen asleep, snoring.

Can you fall asleep even after a fall?

You are a pig!

Uh, it is indeed a pig.

However, after being swept by Ling Han, the little pink pig also woke up, and he stared at Ling Han's neck again, the pig's eyes glowing.

"Why, covet my baby?" Ling Han smiled and took down the purple pendant. He was also curious about the origin of this thing.

The little pink pig came to see it, and sniffed it with his nose, and then made an action to drive Ling Han crazy.

It spit out at the purple pendant.

Fuck!

Ling Han quickly took the pendant back: "Fat pig, believe it or not, I beat you to a dead pig?"

The little pink pig suddenly showed disdain, and a pair of uncle pigs are not afraid of your appearance at all.

It seems that in the eyes of the pig, the purple pendant is not a treasure, so it just looked at it curiously, and then ... spit out in disgust.

This pig is absolutely weird.

"Xuanxue, you are waiting here, I will take this fat pig up." Ling Han said.

When the little pink pig heard it, he immediately spread his limbs on the thigh of Huoxue and made it clear that he would not go with Ling Han.

This is disgusting.

Ling Han ’s whereabouts, the little pink pig was abruptly caught.

This color pig is very resistant, but its strength is extremely weak. Wherever it can withstand Ling Han, it makes a scream.

Ling Han continued to walk up the mountain with the little pink pig, and the purple pendant around her neck shone against the pressure of the mountain. Rao was like this, but the more you went up the mountain, the more terrible the pressure, and soon Ling Han also began to sweat.

Kakaka, his bones are making a loud noise, this should not be a formation, but the breath left by the strong, there is no way to crack, you are strong, you can match or ignore this If the pressure is not strong enough, it will only be the one who gets down.

In contrast, the little pink pig, if it is nothing, seems to be immune to such pressure.

The fat pig glanced at Ling Han from time to time, his eyes full of ridicule and contempt.

"One day, you will be made into roast pigs!" Ling Han said.

"Cuckoo!" The little pink pig scoffed, although it would only call it back and forth.

"Too lazy to take care of you." Ling Han carried the little pink pig and continued to walk. The pressure of terror became more and more powerful, and his speed became slower and slower.

Huh!