The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 965 The Great God Has a White Moonlight in His Heart 45

This time, it was the temporary four-member team from before.

I have to say, they are really very persistent.

It's all blown up like that, it's fine if there is no psychological shadow, how can it come back so quickly?

Wen Ling just accepted a mission, after two teleportation arrays, he came again?

The spirit is commendable, but unfortunately, it is of no use.

If there is something that can't be solved with one flick, then another flick will be done.

Wen Ling sat on the bullock cart and slowly made two more gunpowder.

Fortunately, I have not been idle along the way, and I have picked up a couple of materials when I see them, and I still have stock in my hand.

But the flowers in the hands of this little flower farmer in the north of the city are really fragrant.

Because Ye Wushuang wanted to dry it by himself, the ones that Wen Ling brought over were all fresh.

Putting the flowers on the bullock cart, Wen Ling felt sleepy after smelling the smell.

The four followed for a long time, and also rode in an ox cart.

"What should I do?" The only female player spoke first, but she still had some shadows in her heart.

It's just that he didn't watch himself being blown to pieces with his own eyes, so the shadow wasn't that big after all.

At this time, they didn't dare to take it easily, because they were afraid of the thing in Wen Ling's hand.

Just following along like this all the time can't solve the problem, and we still need to find a way to see what to do.

"Why don't you go directly?" A male player suggested in a low voice.

The other two people stared at each other suddenly, their eyes seemed to say: Have you forgotten the thing that was blown to pieces before?

The male player was so embarrassed, he touched his nose and stopped talking.

He didn't forget, even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he had experienced it himself.

Isn't there no way, and they didn't want to die aggrieved like this, so they came here.

But after looking for it, there is no better solution. Isn't this for nothing?

It was a waste of their time. If he was asked to speak, everyone should disband in place, go back to their respective homes, and find their own mothers.

Anyway, the thing in Wen Ling's hand was too scary, they couldn't deal with it, so they had to do it first.

"Do you want to forget it?" The big brother in the middle thought about it for a long time, and then tentatively asked.

The other three looked at each other silently and asked, "Are you willing?"

What else can I do if I am not reconciled?

They have no better way.

"Didn't she accept Ye Wushuang's mission? Let's take a look at the rewards. Ye Wushuang, a ghostly NPC who releases rewards, likes to post them on nearby channels. Let's have a good time watching it." The female player is still careful and knows the rewards. What tasks did Ling take, that's all he could think of at the moment.

After the other three people listened, they were strangely silent for a while, and then they didn't say anything, they agreed by default.

Then the four of them followed all the way without taking any action, just following silently.

Wen Ling was a little surprised.

And 233 didn't figure it out at the beginning, until it watched the screen recording.

Well, it seems that gunpowder still left a shadow on them.

Before they can't deal with what Wen Ling is holding, they probably won't do it easily.

Now I just want to watch the fun.

"They're actually still scared, but now they can't do anything else, so they want to watch the fun. After all, Ye Wushuang is an NPC..." It's just a dog, and 233 dare not say anything about it.

This is the benefactor of the little licking dog. If I really say it, this guy will come to harm me.

It's not worth offending your own host for the sake of unknown game passers-by.

"Hmph, benefactors are the best, because they have no vision." Wen Ling couldn't tolerate others slandering Ye Wushuang, so when he heard 233 say this at this moment, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

(End of this chapter)