Chapter 3218: When I was exiled (42)

Mo Qianxue squatted in the corner and vomited for a long time before she finally recovered.

No one could feel more clearly than him what Jin Qing had done before.

He had seen murderers, but never seen murderers like this.

It's really disgusting.

As soon as Mo Qianxue came back, she heard Jin Qing and Qian Duoduo talking about meat cakes. Mo Qianxue's face turned pale, she covered her mouth and jumped out again. Let him vomit for a while!

Qian Duoduo rolled his eyes with contempt, so choosing a man is really important.

Whoever wants a straw bag like Mo Qianxue, who is so good on the outside and is ruined on the inside, will be in trouble.

Having despised Mo Qianxue, Qian Duoduo once again focused on Jin Qing: "What on earth are you studying?"

Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at the minced meat on the ground: "I'm thinking about whether there is any way to put this person back together."

Hearing the fight, Qian Duoduo subconsciously looked at the things on the ground, and then quickly looked away: No, she can't see dirty things.

Rag King 707 puffed up his body and reluctantly calmed down: "Host, what is he going to do?"

707: "...Host, he burned Baja clean!"

In the words of her fat father, this person's soul is broken, so what's the point of putting it all together.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qian Duoduo wished he could slap himself in the face. He was just talking about the cake. There was no cake in it.

But seeing Jin Qing's focused look, Qian Duoduo gritted his teeth and comforted: "Why don't you find a bigger cake wrapper to wrap it up!"

As the flames passed by, Jin Qing's face showed a proud look: First, you have to get a share of the ashes. How could you be so smart...

Are you kidding me, how could you make something so useful?

Just then, Jin Qing had a thought in his mind, and gray-white flames instantly burst out from between your fingers and threw themselves under the bright red.

707 The upper body tensed up, is now the time to verify the miracle?

But I heard Cha Gang stand up and say confidently to 707: "He has never heard that human ashes can be turned into diamonds."

707: "..." Since he knows how to do it, he doesn't have anything bad to do.

There is a method and a weak production talent, which gives you absolute confidence.

Therefore, TV really teaches you very little. It is like 707, the king of rags, who can find the important things even when you watch TV.

707: "...Host, when did he lose that skill?" The host grows too slowly, and he can actually make diamonds.

But does the host hate diamonds?

Jin Qing snorted enthusiastically: "I care about that task. What if I have a 100% task completion rate? How can he, the rag king, understand my pursuit of perfection."

It’s bad, I have nothing to spray now. Just when 707 was confused, Jin Qing's equally surprised voice came to his ears: "I know how to do it!"

707: "...Host, he must care too much about one task." The key is that when he comes up with an idea, your heart will tremble.

Seeing the flames gradually disappearing, the expression on Cha Gang's face also gradually dissipated: Where are the ashes? Why is there nothing but sand in the ground?

Jin Qing put his hands behind his back and looked at the pool of flesh and blood on the ground inscrutably: "That's not difficult. As long as it's about production, I know how to do it."