The Cultivation Master Who Traveled to 07 Super Boy

Chapter 511: 'Love Cold' is definitely not afraid of the cold. If he is called Love Cold,



Chapter 511: 'Love Cold' is definitely not afraid of the cold. If he is called Love Cold,

The surrounding ice has gradually been broken, floating and shaking, and water on the river surface is gradually surging out.

Yao Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and reached out to massage Wang Yuexin's shoulders. "It's obvious that Yuexin has worked here before."

This is a skillful technique.

Wang Yuexin kept poking vigorously, and did not forget to raise his head to ask for praise, "I have to win honor for the men of Hunan. Ah Qi, do you think I am awesome?"

Luo Yanqi smiled gently and beautifully, "How amazing."

The winter catcher, watching from the side, thought it was all right and called out to him, "Okay, don't touch that line."

"Should we shovel the ice out here?" Lu Hu, the laborer, asked for the job. "We should use something to shovel it out, right?"

"Here's a shovel, here." Master Dong Bu handed him the shovel in the bucket.

Lu Hu took the shovel with a smile and shoveled up the ice floating in the river. "Okay, then I'll help clear the ice."

"Clear the ice?" Wang Zhengliang's brain, which was full of clichés, suddenly had an idea. "Clear the minion line."

Luo Yanqi scratched out a big question mark: "...?"

what?

He smiled and slapped his forehead, "I thought Brother Liang was talking about Qingbing Qingbing, a soldier from the Qing Dynasty."

"That's not that exaggerated." Wang Zhengliang laughed. "In King of Glory games, there's always that little soldier who pops up and clears the lane."

Yu Haoming: “???”

Can you relate to this?

Wang Yuexin was stunned for a moment before he looked at Yao Zheng and Zhang Yuan, who also played games occasionally, and laughed.

Wang Zhengliang raised his lips in satisfaction, "Not bad, hahaha, just cleaning up those miscellaneous soldiers."

The title of the king of bad memes must not be lost!

Luo Yanqi: “…”

To be honest, it sucks.

"No? What does clearing the minion line mean?" Su Xing, who doesn't like playing games, didn't understand the joke for a moment.

Yao Zheng waved his hand, "You've never played that, you don't understand."

Only those who play games understand what this means.

wake:"……"

OK.

After clearing away all the ice on the river surface, the winter fishing master took the shovel and prepared to teach them how to cast the net.

"Who's ready to set up the net? Who's less cold-resistant?"

"The ones who are up to no good should be Ah Qi and Chu Sheng. Allen shouldn't be afraid of the cold." Wang Zhengliang lifted his hat that had been blown off by the wind, revealing his eyes. "Ah Qi and Chu Sheng are the kings, and Allen loves the cold."

"???" Luo Yanqi was confused at first. Why were she and Chu Sheng involved in this incident? After listening to the explanation, there were only a few points: "..."

She was speechless.

Chen Chusheng was a little taken aback by the suddenness. "I thought Brother Liang was talking about the internet, and that meant Ah Qi and Brother Liang or Yue Xin."

Didn't you expect that he was talking about himself?

Luo Yanqi: “…”

No?

Can puns be used like this?

Yu Haoming rubbed his arms and said, "You two older brothers are right. I even think you're too old. There's a generation gap between us."

Luo Yanqi nodded repeatedly in agreement, "It's true that he's a bit old. I find it a bit hard to understand."

“…”Old?

Ha ha.

Wang Zhengliang and Chen Chusheng tacitly raised their feet and kicked Yu Haoming lightly.

This annoying little brother really doesn't know how to talk.

It's so heartbreaking.

Yu Haoming smiled and dodged, standing next to Luo Yanqi and putting his arm around her shoulders.

Zhang Yuan covered his mouth with his hands and chuckled, secretly giving a thumbs-up. "Ahem, 'Aileng' is definitely not afraid of the cold. If he calls himself Ai Leng, then he must love the cold."

Haoming is really brave. He stabbed his two oldest brothers in person and still managed to get away with it.

Su Xing took a deep breath of the cold air that hit him, wanting to say something but stopping himself: "..."

In the end, he lowered his head to help lift the net.

Forget it.

The bird that has been assimilated with Brother Liang for a long time has also started to talk a lot of nonsense.

Wang Zhengliang chuckled and adjusted his hat.


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