The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 162: Shameful

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"Ms. Huan, I heard that you have been so smart recently, it’s impossible to even memorize a secret recipe, right now, you are deliberately delaying time because you want to die here? My patience is limited, so I wrote the Huan Jia Lao Tang immediately Or else, I’ll kill your brother first! Or throw your brother into the water. You may not know how cold the water is here. For children like this, stay in the water for half a stick of fragrance, he Can freeze to death alive..."

Speaking, the chicken flies through Huan Xinghan, holding Huan Xinghan in one hand, and hangs above the underground river.

"Sister A sister..." No matter how strong Huan Xinghan is, she is only a five-year-old child.

"I write! I will write now! Let go of my brother." Both of them felt like desperadoes who killed decisively! Huan Qingyan couldn't hold on any longer.

She could have said that she jumped into the water, and then, drilled into the space of the ancient bowl, and then concealed the ancient bowl in a crack in the stone. Most of the time she could escape the disaster. But with two people, she couldn't help it. She didn't even know whether she could take in people other than her, she could only stand by others, and the feeling of low strength was very uncomfortable.

She must strive to become strong as soon as possible.

The man put down Huan Xinghan, took out the pen and paper prepared in advance, and handed it to Huan Qingyan.

"Can you ask the next two heroes, is this your own opinion today? Or do you work for others?" Huan Qingyan asked cautiously.

"Stop talking nonsense, write quickly! Masters are all old rivers and lakes, just your little girl, and want to make our words? If you continue to soak your brother in the water..." Lingbao spouted the phantom of the snake letter child towards the phantom face.

The pigling treasure imprint on Huan Qingyan's wrist, there was a slight uncomfortable feeling, as if not convinced, she was about to jump out.

But now is not the time. She is only a three-star spiritualist. Although the aura in the dantian is almost full, she can be promoted to a four-star spiritualist in the next few days, but the Lingbao currently only has a three-star spiritualist, which is absolutely impossible to deal with. For these two people, if they anger them, the situation is even worse.

Start writing the secret recipe.

She is a formula in the random writing space, by the way, she adds and reduces it randomly, because she has never seen the secret recipe of Huanjia Laotang.

Huan Xinghan hugged Huan Qingyan's thigh tightly, and Huan Qingyan's peaceful gaze encouraged him.

I wrote a page. The densely packed paper is the name of various ingredients and seasonings. Huan Qingyan waved her hand and continued to write the second page...

"There are so many?" Peiji said suspiciously.

"Naturally, if the secret recipe is not complicated, wouldn't it be possible to make it as long as you have tasted the old soup of our Magic Mansion? Then you don't have to take my brother and sister here today!" Huan Qingyan Cooperate with Road.

Suddenly, the masked boss seemed to have heard something, his eyes were sharp, and he whispered in the ear of the chicken, and left here.

As soon as the illuminating Lingbao eye lamp went out, Wenji ignited several torches and inserted them in the cracks of the stone.

Without light, Huan Qingyan can't write.

Fantasy Guess, someone must have come, and the masked boss is unwilling to give up at this juncture to deal with those who come.

Huan Qingyan wrote another page, still wanting to continue to write, Wenji became more and more uncomfortable.

Just grabbed the two pieces of paper she had written in her hand, and then the snake spirit treasure rushed towards Huan Qingyan and Huan Xing Han from mid-air.

Huan Qingyan had been prepared for a long time, and she rolled around with her brother agile and avoided.