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By | 2021年2月18日

g behind his brother Kut with a relaxed look. When others were not paying attention, he quickly stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and was trying hard. Chewing. No way, it was past noon and everyone still didn’t drink a sip of water. This kid must have seen Qige and I secretly hiding in the tribe crowd gnawing slices of bread, and couldn’t help it, so he took out a piece of dried meat to eat.

However, the upright werewolf boy didn’t expect this bite of meat to be swallowed, and all the elders of the Presbyterian Church turned their eyes to him. At this time, Kurz was unavoidably embarrassed, but he stuck this bite of meat in his mouth. The dried meat hadn’t been chewed, and Kurz could only barely squeeze an awkward smile, 西安耍耍网 swallowing the dried meat with difficulty under Kurt’s gaze.

“Don’t you want to talk about what is going on?” Kurt asked with a calm face. He is still the chief of the Gludin tribe in front of outsiders, and he has to maintain the majesty of the chief.

Kuz quickly scratched his head, only to find that his chicken coop-like messy hair had already been tied into countless braids and gathered on the top of his head, very neat. The beast girls think that Kurz’s hairstyle is very beautiful, and I think they are flattering the future little lord. How do I look, how do I think Kurz’s hairstyle looks like a medium-sized spittoon from afar, which is a bit exaggerated, but at least it looks like a pineapple, very much like a red pineapple. Kurz didn’t rush to explain, but walked to the messy-looking pile of sack on the side, 西安夜生活第一论坛网 skillfully untied the mouth of a sack, and shook the bottom corner of the sack with his other hand. “Ping Pong Pong” fell to the ground.

In this way, the argali, chain armor, and bronze hammer all appeared in the eyes of the elders. It is clear without explanation. This must be the encounter with the gray dwarf robber and win such a trophy. However, the wolf cavalry of the Gludin tribe was dispatched through a warrant formally issued by the Presbyterian Chur