Immigration is definitely not possible. Boss Lin has difficulty even moving now.
Because he mistakenly identified Leng Han as Wei Qingyu's eldest sister, the young man is now in a state of being suppressed by an extremely dense metal vest that is dozens of degrees below zero... uh... or is it a forced calm state?
emmmm...
Not to mention, cold temperatures and pressure can really calm people down and improve cognitive abilities to a certain extent.
At least Lin Chou can now, completely, and must be able to recognize who is Leng Han and who is Wei Qingyu, if he doesn't want another pile of spare ultra-density metal in Leng Han's hand to turn his vest into a windbreaker.
People, only in a state of absolute sincerity can they feel true happiness. Of course, normally this state is not easily achieved. It often requires some auxiliary props, such as whips, candles, collars... Ahem, or a vest or something.
Si Gaoyi couldn't wait to find a table that he liked and sat down. He also took out two sets of tableware made of pure black crystals, including chopsticks, knives, forks, plates and bowls, and gave one set to the warlock.
"Boss, order!"
The warlock said secretly in a voice that was as twisted and hypocritical as possible,
"Hey, why is this so embarrassing? I should be allowed to do my best as a landlord..."
Si Gaoyi's face and head covered with tentacles were filled with anger.
"Oh? Does Boss Lin still accept payment in stainless steel basins?"
Lin Chou said doubtfully,
"What stainless steel basin?"
The warlock's face turned green. It felt very unpleasant to have this bit of black history being held in someone's hands and rubbed back and forth.
What a damn man! Poor ambition, short horse, thin hair, long hair!
Perhaps because Si Gao considered the dignity of being a creature of the void, he did not continue the conversation, but looked at Lin Chou with interest, intently.
After a while, Lin Chou was so horrified that he ran away.
Wei Qingyu sneered and said,
"The psychological endurance is too poor, little ice cube. If you expect such a homely creature to chase you, you will be alone for the rest of your life."
Lin Chou squeezed his head out of the kitchen,
"Have you ever seen a normal person's eyes look like a marquee and can pick out seventeen or eight color numbers? It's simply light pollution..."
Si Gao said in a daze,
"Hey, please consider the mood of the guests who have come from afar, so blatantly... what do you call them, talking nonsense? Isn't it light pollution? This is a very high-end ability, okay? The reality of higher organisms View!”
Huang Dashan, who had already eaten the second piece of bear paw, glanced over and added the kinetic energy, trajectory and momentum from the syllable "chua" in his mouth.
"It's my turn to perform!"
Si Gao's tentacles all stood up one by one, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost on the spot. The ghost was still taking off his clothes, and at the same time he took off his own clothes completely, and then rushed forward with a roar.
Si Gaoyi was stunned on the spot.
"Real...real vision? How can the eyeballs of carbon-based creatures withstand nearly regular forces? This, this, this..."
A long line of blood flowed from the corner of Huang Dashan's mouth, and his face was so pale that he felt like he was exhausted.
He smiled slyly,
"Alamir Quemir%￥#%... Damn it, your middle name is really long. Is this a syllable that a serious tongue can pronounce? Hey, can it actually extract your ability directly?"
Si Gaoyi was about to curse, his expression was very ferocious.
You can even figure out your own real name. Is that thing of yours really a 'real vision'? What a liar!
What the hell is this? It feels like this true vision is a little more advanced than mine...
The old warlock looked calm and calm, but actually he was laughing like a dog in his heart.
He patted Si Gaoyi on the shoulder,
"This main material world is much more complicated than you think. Don't blame me for not warning you. You will suffer a big loss."
"I have to..." Si Gaoyi was in a daze for a few seconds, and suddenly a powerful wave of mental power came from his body, sweeping away in all directions like a stormy sea, "I want to see...fuck ...I...what the hell, what's going on here...how did that thing get here?!"
"Look what surprises you." The warlock assumed the posture of a local snake. "Isn't it just a fusion of realms? Isn't it just a few virtual beasts?"
Si Gao was all in a mess,
"Are you talking nonsense? That thing is an abyssal creature. It's just like invading the void. Where does it merge? It runs after the main material plane and creates a semi-entity?"
The sorcerer shrugged.
"Why do you think I stay here and can't leave? Why don't you drag your body over here too?"
"Me! #￥..."
Si Gao cursed for a while,
"Weren't you reincarnated here? That's not possible?"
The warlock shrugged again.
Si Gao was silent and suddenly said to the warlock formally,
"That's fine, it saves you from coming to the void to harm us. Who can withstand the rule-level bad luck!"
The warlock's eyes suddenly turned resentful.
Lin Chou came over with the dishes and put them on the table.
"I'm a guest from afar, right? These two cups of cold water from the well are mine. If you like hot water, you can see this spoon. Those springs are also free."
Si Gao was startled,
"I have traveled through countless planes and have never seen anything like this...such..."
Lin Chou rolled her eyelids,
"If you don't know enough, just say you don't know much!"
"￥#￥#..."
The old warlock didn't feel surprised at all. He actually took a spoon and poured himself a large bowl of hot spring water.
"Let me tell you, this Quanshabu hot pot is great, you can't see it anywhere else!"
I glanced at Si Gaoyi by the way,
"I heard from the guys at the base city's scientific research institute that excess hair may be related to osteoporosis. I suggest you bring more spring water back and drink more to supplement calcium and minerals."
"My god, these are tentacles. Tentacles, do you understand? They are so sexy!"
The warlock curled his lips,
"Who told you that?"
"My wife!"
"Oh...who is your wife?"
"High-ranking Konggui, of royal blood!"
The warlock master imagined the image of an empty ghost and raised his thumb.
"Then I agree with this statement, brother, you are awesome!"
Si Gao didn't care about this for a while and took a deep breath of the bear's paw. The tentacles all over his body began to squirm at the same frequency as if they were electrocuted. Lin Chou and others' scalps were numb and their soles were sweating.
Mr. Si Gao whispered,
"This is...it's really the smell of time...it's just foul..."
The warlock wondered,
"When you talk about the taste of time, what do you mean?"
"Take a bite," Si Gaoyi said mysteriously, "Take a bite and I'll tell you."
The old warlock walked around, and all the people who were confused except for a few people had recovered, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.
"I always feel like you're holding something bad..."
Si Gao said in a shocked voice,
"Isn't it just a few stainless steel basins? I am the famous lord of the void, and I never hold grudges."
