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The first volume Ten years grinding a sword Chapter two hundred and thirty-three Buy one get one free
Luo Jin doesn't expect this lightning evil owl tattoo lobbyist to really have any effect. His IQ is really limited, and sometimes he can't even understand the orders given to him.
But even if there is only a little effect, Ronin will try.
When three flying Warcraft chirps, the ronin shakes the bright stone in his hand in front of the little iron pterodactyl to attract its attention. This six-star bright stone is full of vitality and will be the biggest bait for this operation.
The effect is really good, not for a while. The eyeballs of two iron pterosaurs, like leeches, bit out of the pool on the bright stone. The chirping gradually weakened a lot, as if it were a compromise to fate.
The night gradually fell, and the winter snow shone faintly.
Finally, a vague message came from the evil owl of lightning. Ronin rubbed his hand, took a deep breath and said, "If not, just let it be. If it succeeds, I will save you. " I'm sorry if I fail. "You are both going to hang here today, so you should cooperate well, understand?"
Call back lightning evil owl, quietly made a sign to cocoa, let her ...