Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

For a few days, Jun Wuxie and others swept through the Lingwu Forest. The Lingshi bags accumulated in the Qiankun bag were more and more. Although they were all small Lingshi excavated from the low-level spirit beasts, they could not bear the accumulation. Into more. Eight? One Chinese network W = W ≈ W ≤. ≥8≥1ZW. COM

In the past few days, they have passed by several other teams in the forest, but most of them are divisional teams. The teenagers in those teams are more or less taking them when they see them. A little nervous.

The most important assessment goal of Hunting Day is the number of spirits that everyone has in mind at the end. Some powerful teams, in addition to hunting their own beasts, go back and **** some of the weak stones in the hands of the weak teams, and this is the most common. Those who are patronized are the teams of the divisions. Their strength is far less than the ranks of the headquarters. They can only encircle the number of low-level spirit beasts. The spirits obtained after hunting the beasts are not enough for their own team. The distribution of people, but once encountered with the team of the headquarters, almost no suspense, they were taken away.

As a result, the disciples of these divisions are faster than seeing the spirits when they see the ranks of the ministry.

However, those teams in the headquarters rushed away after seeing the Van Gogh, even though they wanted to grab the seemingly "weakest team" but they were not willing to start.

"It is said that this Lingwu forest is dangerous everywhere. How do I feel a little bored?" Qiao Chu hands clasped his hands behind his head, habitually holding a grass in his mouth, swaying at the very end of the team.

After a few days of doing nothing, in addition to bullying and bullying those souls with only five fighting powers, there is nothing to do.

Van Gogh turned to look at Qiao Chu. After a few days of getting along, his heart has gone from collapse to numbness.

After seeing the combat power of Qiao Chu and others, he suddenly felt that even if he put the top ten of the Fenghua Academy's Doosing Congress in a team, he was afraid that the combat effectiveness would be the same.

Those who let other disciples feel sorrowful and stifle the constant beasts, in front of these few, became the lambs to be slaughtered.

Not to mention...

Van Gogh silently glanced at the huge yin and yang bears - rolling.

Since the day of the fight, there is no chance to rush back to the treatment. As long as he has such an attempt, it will be in the first place to rush to the front of the innocent, to the furry Standing in a group, lying on the ground, exposing the belly to the front of the innocent, let the innocent touch...

then……

Jun has no eyes, and Qiao Chu can only wipe his tears and continue to let his own spirits stunned.

Now it's better, and the rolling has become a tool for the immortality of the innocent, directly on the shoulders of the innocent, carrying two small short legs, snoring and following the footsteps of everyone.

With a huge ring of spirits sitting in the town, the low-level spirit beasts in the area of ​​Lingwu Forest have not seen the team of the innocent, they have already been swayed by the sigh of breath, rabbit-like escape. Nothing.

Today, all day, they could not see a low-level beast here. Qiao Chu felt that he was going to be depressed to lick the claws of his own beast.

Sitting on the shoulders of the innocent, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in fluffy fur, suddenly her eyes picked up slightly, passing her breeze mixed with a **** smell that made her hate!