Jiang Wuye felt insulted and glared at the ignorant gourd baby coldly, which was a warning.

"Five-five points!!"

Seeing that Jiang Wuye was about to walk away, the Caulova was anxious and gritted her teeth to offer.

Still ignored.

"You are cruel, 60% of them, you are six and I are four!"

"Okay, deal!"

“…”

Jiang Wuye turned around decisively, walked to the gourd kid with a grin, and shook hands cordially: "Don't regret it. If you regret it, we will die together."

"You...you were just tough?"

The gourd baby's face was twitching, and he ate the turtle twice in succession under Jiang Wuye's hands, which made the gourd almost explode.

"Oh, what's the matter with Hu Ye? You're so young and energetic. I understand it."

“…”

I believe you!

The gourd baby pulled out his hand in a tactful way. Although he felt distressed, he still said carefully: "Xirang divine soil is very special. If there is no characteristic container, it cannot be put away at all. So, as long as you briefly lead him to the medicine field, I will be sure..."

"Wait a minute, have you not discovered that I am a martial arts monk?"

Jiang Wuye suddenly interrupted the gourd baby's words, his eyes a little strange.
Chapter completed!