Chapter 550: (With duplicates

[Long story short, many channels ca n’t see me, they can only post it here. I didn't post duplicate chapters, it was because some of the software displayed wrong. Readership 225695133, with repeated chapters. 】
Even you are sentimentally ...
The feathers in Bai Qingqing's hands reached his eyes. "Oh," he covered his eyes and stared at Jasmine with one eye, "What do you call me also sentimental? When did I send sentimental?"
Jasmine glanced at Bai Qingqing, his face full of unbelief, "Don't try to lie to me, I heard you calling like this every day in the dark these days, all knowing that you are in love-"
Bai Qingqing: "..."
Everyone knows ...
A wicked fire rose from the body, and Bai Qingqing's nostrils spewed out a cloud of air, trying to catch someone to beat him.
A finger flicked off the feathers, and Bai Qingqing stared at Jasmine with a bad look.
Jasmine shrank her body and moved back, "You ... what do you want to do?"
"Huh ..." Bai Qingqing sneered, and stretched out his claws towards Jasmine's waist.
"Ah!" Jasmine screamed and got up, chased all over the floor.
Bai Qingqing chased Jasmine and tickled her, constantly forcing her to force her to say: "Say, I didn't have a sentiment-love, hurry!"
"Oh! You didn't have a passion, I'm passionate, stop it!" Jasmine's vision was spent with a smile, vaguely seeing a group of tigers and beasts in front, could not help but stop, rubbing his eyes.
Bai Qingqing hugged her and continued to scratch, but Jasmine refrained from moving.
"What's wrong?" Bai Qingqing looked up, his hand loosened.
The tiger group is back.
"Oh--"
The roar of the tigers shook through the forest, and in a short time, the tree jumped out of the tiger, and soon more than two hundred tigers gathered in the open space, and then the women joined.
The leading white-tiger suddenly speeded up and rushed to the front of the tribal tigers group, taking a deep breath and making a roar of human eardrums. When the roar fell, Silver Eye glanced at the beasts, and he was not angry.
His eyes searched for Bai Qingqing, who was squeezed to the edge, and his expression suddenly became soft.
A very strong yellow tiger came to the white-tiger, and Voldemort's head expressed obedience. The tiger's mouth made a series of low-pitched tiger sounds: [How? 】
Vincent didn't answer, turned his head and looked back.
The humanoid tigers and beasts carrying stone buckets accelerated their pace, and all the dark-black handsome faces with broad smiles resembled a group of peasant farmers.
"Oh?" The patriarch raised his head without realizing what was in the stone bucket?
salt? impossible. The salt can be packed in a small stone container. Such a large container is not necessary, not to mention that they carry six barrels.
Is it seawater?
Thinking of this, the patriarch's orange eyes revealed a deep disappointment. Although he hadn't reported much hope, the consequences of failure were even more unbearable.
"boom!"
Stone buckets lay on the ground, and the ground shook slightly.
The anxious tiger beast ran up and looked at it, and suddenly the tiger's mouth couldn't restrain it from rising upwards. 】
"Oh?" The patriarch immediately stood up straight and stood up to look in the stone bucket.
The bucket is covered with fine white sand, and the orc's keen sense of smell can even capture the smell of sea water.
The patriarch glanced at the Tiger King in disbelief, and immediately went to see the other stone barrels, all of which were salt!
"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooupontheaearium?
Bai-Tiger sternly glanced at the Tiger Patriarch and opened his mouth to say: [distributed according to normal usage, the remaining dig a pit to bury. 】
"Roar!" The patriarch answered excitedly.
Things here are handed over to the patriarch, and Vincent looks at Bai Qingqing again.
Bai Qingqing immediately smiled and waved at him.
"Successful?"