"Yes, I think it's just the weirdness of just entering the broken path."
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A group of weirdos chasing after their lives, relying on the protection of the power of the scene, started the popular verbal battle segment.
When talking about the strangeness of the broken path, it seems that they have all been sublimated.
His status has also been elevated, and he no longer calls himself a weak ghost at the level of a life-chaser.
The ghost in the black suit still looked polite, but because of the ghost's advancement, the clothes looked dirty and torn, revealing the skeleton body hidden by the black suit.
"Sorry, Mr. Lin, I'll protect you."
Netherworld flames ignited all around his body.
The chef held the spoon in his hand strangely, and his body expanded rapidly, like a 300-pound meatball, blocking Lin Fan.
"court death!"
The chef raised his spoon in a strange and angry manner.
Lin Fan sighed secretly and reconnected the ghost shadow.
"Actually, when you advance, there aren't many details worth noting. You just need to remember to kill everyone who appears and survive to the end..."
As soon as the connection was made, Lin Fan began to hear continuous voices in his head.
Guiying is imparting knowledge on advancing to the half-step city-destroying level to the strange young master.
Although the latter appeared to be in great pain.
But it does not diminish Guiying's desire to express himself.
In its view, pain is right.
As a little ghost who has only half a step to the Dao, it must be painful for him to hear the advancement experience that is as heavy as the Bible.
As the saying goes, only those who have endured the most hardship can become the most cunning.
If learning knowledge were as easy as eating people, then there would be no such thing as intimidation in the world.
Also at the moment of connection.
The Nightmare Restaurant was dead silent.
All the weird people watching the show stretched out their arms and legs and lay on the ground like toads.
The receptionist was strangely far away at the door, and in the blink of an eye he finished his daily routine and got off the taxi.
The 300-pound chef mysteriously lost 290 pounds in an instant.
He was just skin and bones, holding the spoon across his body and kneeling on the ground.
Under the blessing of the scene's power, it spoke in a standard eerie tremolo:
"I've been annoyed by the weirdness of those expatriates for a long time!"
"As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, and I will definitely repay the debt I owe to Boss Lin!"
Regardless of the backlash from the words, the chef strangely didn't even cry out in pain.
Those who eat food are heroes.
A cunning person will not suffer any loss.
Admit defeat!
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