Wang Jin gritted his teeth and looked around.

Obviously, it was a warning to a certain goblin who was observing everything silently.

Crunch.

Wang Jin randomly stuffed seaweed into his mouth.

The taste is not as disgusting as expected.

Of course, it's not delicious either.

It's a bit like bile-stained hair.

"It's okay, a bit bland."

Wang Jin showed no reaction, even looking calm and calm.

The next second, he suddenly covered his neck and fell to his knees.

The ghost blowing lamp in his hand fell to the ground and was trampled to an unknown place.

Wang Jin looked pale and was breathing heavily.

There is an obvious foreign body sensation in the throat.

It's a bit like swallowing cold noodles in one gulp, so half of the cold noodles are in your throat and half in your mouth.

Can't swallow, can't spit it out.

"groove…"

Wang Jin cursed in a low voice.

He reached into his pocket and stuffed something else into his mouth.

It was an air-dried scale.

Liu Shuisheng's parents ate the meat, but only the scales were left behind.

The scales dispersed the mist and formed a shelter that lasted for seventeen years.

From the beginning, Wang Jin guessed that he might need to do this.

But when things really happened, he was still a little conflicted in his heart.

"Eat it! That's what's left for you!"

A voice came to my ears again.

Just this time with some encouragement.

"Do you have any habit of letting others bite you twice?"

Wang Jin was speechless, but still complained in his heart.

The foreign body sensation gradually disappeared.

Wang Jin didn't even chew much, and the scale disappeared.

It melts in your mouth, quite high-end ingredients.

"Well...maybe."

Wang Jin looked at the baby who was gradually noticing this, and gritted his teeth.

Plunge into the icy pool.
Chapter completed!