Mixed Miners

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The stick nodded immediately. "Yes, I also intercepted a ghost signal that was intermittent. The source is this ghost!"

Yang Ling couldn't help but stunned. This life beast was really very small compared to the monster in the original reward operation. He remembered the two tentacles. Every one of them had almost the size of the bucket. It should be a cub, it is still a baby, is it going to eat? But what do you want to eat?

Yang Ling turned to look at the stick. Ap;

The stick scared back a few steps and grabbed his chest. "Boss, don't look at me, I don't have milk!"

Yang Ling glanced at his crotch and smiled. The stick was even more trembled. He quickly grabbed the stutter and said: "Old... boss, can't eat! I... I still useful!"

The voice in my mind is still appearing intermittently, but what exactly does it have to eat? Yang Ling couldn’t help but think about the few beards on his chin. This thing was originally in the desert, and it’s still so big. How do you suddenly eat after you have a fight?

fight! Yang Ling suddenly remembered, his hand flipped a small red-colored elemental ore of the size of the pigeon egg in his hand, and a finger flew, the Yuan Neng ore flew directly to the side of the life beast, and then slammed into the ground.

The Yuan Yuan, who was arching to the arch, suddenly stopped, and then extended a thin tentacle to roll the Yuan Neng ore and slowly wrap it up.

"Good....... eat... hungry... hungry..." Yang Ling’s mind appeared intermittently in that message.

Yang Ling had to take out another piece and throw it away, but the signal of "hungry... hungry..." still appeared. He had to throw out five or six pieces in succession until a very satisfying signal was passed. Come, Yang Ling was relieved. At this time, the life-threatening beast of the green oil slowly arched over and arched to his feet, and found a tentacle wrapped around his ankle.

Yang Ling did not move, he obviously felt that this life Yuan beast was not malicious.

At the moment when the tentacle touched him, Yang Ling felt a clear signal in his mind: "Dad, delicious, full, seeds, seeds!" Then the beast will let go of his feet, slowly like Melt into the sand like a melt.

Yang Ling suddenly stayed, feeling a large group of crows flying overhead, while tens of thousands of grass mud horses rushed over in their own hearts, and sure enough milk is a mother! It... It turned out to be Laozi Dad! This is more unacceptable than the wife gave me an African black son. Is this even a pet that I got after I upgraded? However, it is too ugly for him/mother/, there is no way to bring it out to meet people!

Also, what does it mean by seeds? Is it because I want to plant some plants here? Thinking of this, he turned and rushed Xiao Xiaolong to raise his hand. Xiao Yulong was standing in the distance and not far from them. He saw Yang Ling’s movements and immediately moved over with fear and trepidation.

"Xiao Zhongyu!" Yang Ling turned and looked at him.

"Yang... Yang Ge, what... what order!" Xiao Yulong is still in a state of dementia, and his speech is unfavorable.

"What you see today is strictly confidential, do you know?" Yang Ling said seriously.

"Yes...Yes!" Xiao Yulong quickly agreed to fight.

"You are going to help me get some seeds now!" Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder.

"What do you want... what seeds?" Xiao Yulong hasn't turned around yet. He still said confidentiality, and suddenly he has to make seeds. This thinking span is too big.

"What seeds are all right, radish cabbage, peanut corn, right, and then get some small saplings, what trees will do!"

Looking at Xiao Yulong and standing next to the phone, Yang Ling walked slowly to the big pit dug by the dragon claws. He jumped in and observed it. The pits were all green and the bottom layer was very humid. Just dig a glimpse like mud.

The sky quickly darkened, and the special forces who were screamed by the screams of the little life beasts were already awake, but their faces were pale and their spirits were abnormally wilting, as if they had been ill for several months. Yang Ling used the vitality to help them to guide them. This is a lot better.

Almost three hours passed, a military off-road vehicle drove far away, and the voice of the motive seemed very clear in the still desert.

"Stick, go planting trees with me!" Yang Ling picked up a bunch of small saplings and kicked the stick that was burying himself in the sand.

The stick was unwilling to climb up and shake the sand off the body. "Boss, what kind of tree is there in the big night? I was watching a little movie just now!"

Yang Ling had a few black lines on his forehead, and he squatted on his **** and said, "You don't have any functions. What is the use?"

The stick quickly picked up a shovel, and the fart was behind his ass, and the two soon came to the green sand area.

The stick was a little nervous and looked around and said, "Boss, will that thing not come out?"

Yang Ling shook his head. "It shouldn't be, hurry and finish!"

Then he habitually spit two spit into the palm of his hand, and the hand began to dig the pit. He dug the pit in front, and the stick buried the seedlings behind him. Soon the two men planted a bundle of saplings, and then Yang Ling took it again. The seeds of a large bag of mung bean, soybeans, corn and peanuts evenly sprinkled a large piece of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a thin layer of sand was covered, and the clap was ended.

After returning to the camp, Yang Ling asked Xiao Yulong to order a few words, and then licked the stick a few words, then patted the butt, Shi Shiran away, and slowly walked toward the desert in the night.

At this time, the desert, the moon star is thin, a round of moon hanging high in the sky, scattered with a touch of silver, the desert is rendered very cold, Yang Ling sitting cross-legged on the top of a high dune, far and near The dunes are continuous, and the traces left by the wind on the ground are like layers of tidal water, stretching all the way to the far end.

He held a piece of meta-sparing stone in his hand, and Jiu Xuanzhen began to work. Suddenly, he felt that he was transformed into a void, a black hole hung in the void, and a group of red light. Constantly releasing a cool breath, turning into a red stream, passing through a rotating black hole, began to flow along an inexplicable trajectory.

The world of nothingness is silent, lonely to where you are. These black holes seem to constitute an independent universe. As the airflow continues to grow and expand, the minds continue to expand and expand. In the end, he sees one. A bright star, this star is white as jade, with a gentle glow. (To be continued.)

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