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Chapter 170, The Cooking Girl of the Ten Dead Cities(2/2)

Qin Kun said goodbye to the cannibal girl in a dusty state, and he was extremely melancholy. Now the cannibal cannibal can also be a life mentor. Is it because I don’t understand, but because the world is changing too fast!

Sister, your cooking level and eating habits are good enough to be a widow in our hometown?

Qin Kun walked for a while, his nose suddenly moved, and something was wrong in the air, as if it was a smell of pepper.

He lowered his head and saw the little black dog following him with a bone in his mouth.

Qin Kun widened his eyes: "Little bastard! You are trying to die! You dare to hold any bones!"

What a big bone, Qin Kun is really blind, who is not human anymore. He spread his mouth and kicked the bone aside.

The bones were thrown away, and the little black dog turned out to three heads and bit Qin Kun's hand fiercely. Qin Kun slapped it: "Stop giving me the temper. If you dare to eat other people's bones in the future, I will kill you. There is goat milk in the food. You can drink milk for me at this age!"

A bowl of 10 merit-worthy goat milk was exchanged, and Qin Kun pressed its head and watched it drink all the milk, and then he was satisfied.

The little black dog retching twice, looking at the thrown bone reluctantly, with great resentment.

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