Han Feng reminded: "Brother Luo, the entrance is open, hurry back."
"Leave."
Douluo waved his hand and plunged into the fishing space.
Han Feng yelled at Yang Mi: "Close the fishing space quickly!"
Yang Mi closed the fishing space immediately without any hesitation.
.....
The fishing space is a randomly connected cosmic cemetery. Therefore, after entering, Douluo did not return to the island, but appeared in a group of meteorites.
However, it doesn't care.
After all, I have been in the cosmic cemetery for so many years and I am familiar with the environment here.
Even with your eyes closed, you can find your way home.
Douluo looked around and finally fixed his gaze in one direction, which was where his home was.
Just as it was about to take action, it suddenly felt a sharp pain in its abdomen.
"Um?"
Douluo was a little confused.
As a chaotic demon plant, how strong is its physical fitness?
How could there be signs of pain?
Could it be an illusion?
Just as I was stunned, the colic suddenly became more severe.
At the same time, a feeling of wanting to shit came over me.
"Damn it?"
Douluo opened the corner of his mouth, quickly dived into the meteorite group, and found a place to squat down.
Then, he took out toilet paper from his storage bag and said with emotion: "Thanks to Han Feng for sending me a roll of toilet paper, otherwise I would be in trouble."
"wrong!"
Douluo suddenly thought of something.
Han Feng seemed to have known that it would have diarrhea, which was why he gave it a roll of toilet paper.
So why did Han Feng know?
The answer is self-evident. The reason for the diarrhea must be Han Feng's secret doing!
"Han Feng, I'll fuck your grandma!"
Douluo's angry voice echoed throughout the entire universe cemetery.
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