Super Dragon Cultivation System - Chapter 311

I tasted the ((rourou) rou) skewer, it was full of fragrant, tasted for a while, and nodded slightly.

No wonder they can stand firm in the imperial capital and have a good reputation. It turns out that there are really two hits.

The charcoal-grilled king's whiskers and the fresh coals are not only harmless, but also refreshing.

The other ingredients are herbs, poisons and herbs combined, combined with exquisite fire control, the roasted ((rourou) rou) is a must, and no one can imitate it.

Long Wu and Zhang Xing looked at each other, nodded, and some of them ate boldly.

If you're expecting good things, Charcoal Grill King should be an expert in poisonous herbs.

But how can such a person live on the street and make a living from it?

Looking at the smiley face of the charcoal-grilled king, the clear eyes showed that the age should be ten years old, at least five or six years older than the mature appearance.

After observing for a while, I didn't notice anything special, so I ignored it.

"Carbon Roast King, bake fifty deer tenderloin ((rourou) rou) for our second master!"

Before anyone arrived, the rooster's voice came first.

"Ah! It's the second young master of the Sahir family. Hurry up ..."

The person eating roast ((rou) rou) rou left a few gold coins and left.

"Sit down for me. Is Master Ben a wolf or a tiger? What makes you scared like this?"

The others sneered and sat down, lowering their heads and not speaking.

"The Sahir family?"

Listening very familiar, Zhang Xing looked up at the person.

I saw a 15-year-old teenager with a lion-eye ox-nosed frog mouth and two ingot ears standing vertically on both sides of his head.

I go, this Nima's facial features are not enough to describe it with strange ugliness, it is just a kind of creeping Warcraft.

The boy (body sh n) was followed by several subordinates, and (body sh n) exuded a violent breath, at least all of the intermediate war king's cultivation.

The second-class countries are indeed different. The king of war is now a person. If they are worshipped by the major families in the star country, their status is higher than the owner.

Feeling the surprised look of Zhang Xing's six, the second master was unwilling.

He knows his ugliness, and the most taboo is others staring.

"Damn, what are you doing?"

Looking at the most conspicuous dark-faced man.

The second master choked and laughed.

"Hahaha ... Look, this kid is blacker than the bottom of the pot. I have never seen such a black person!"

"Ha ha, yeah, second master, look at the expression on his face (qing), as if who owes him eight hundred gold coins."

"..."

Several people continued to bury Heibao, and the second master saw a ugly man who felt a little bit of comfort in his severe imbalance.

"Master Er, it's a bit wrong, it seems that the black boy is laughing at you!"

When I looked closely, I really did have that meaning, grinning broadly, and showing a clear taste of irony in his eyes.

"Hey kid, you look so ugly and laugh at others, don't look in the mirror, look at your virtue!"

The second master uncle opened the folding fan in his hand, showing off twice.

Zhang Xing's heart was speechless. Isn't this talking about himself, some people just feel good about themselves and always feel that others are inferior to him.

"No no! I didn't laugh at you ..."

Heibao shook the ((rourou) rou) skewer in his hand and took a bite.

"Huh! I dare you! You know who I am ..."

The second master was interrupted by Heibao before he finished speaking.

"I mean you look like a pig in a sewer, haha!"

Zhang Xing's eyes flashed, Heibao learned from me, and the rhythm of speaking was very well in place.

when!

The second master kicked a stool in front of him (body sh n), his face (color) sinking and roaring.

"Hey kid, you talk again if you have a seed!"

This is a taboo for all nobles, and it is more unacceptable than to say that he is ugly.