"What if readers don’t accept it?"
"What if sales fall?"
His colleague is playing World of Warcraft, Yu indifferent replied.
"Don’t ask me. I’m told to be a wage earner."
"I know this is a special role in the linkage between [D company] and what will happen?"
In this way, count the hours.
[OAA] influence
The crimson dimension is expanding its influence …
Chapter 933 Rick and Morty
[crimson dimension]
Near the entrance and exit position
Look at that giant bloody gate that is getting closer and closer in the distance.
Rick Sanchez’s grandson, a kid named Morty Smith, is about ten years old.
He is holding a bunch of colorful kiwi fruits in his hand, and he looks quite happy with the look behind his grandfather.
This adventure has neither encountered any headache nor danger, but also delicious food to take.
He was very happy that it was true.
And meet aliens? Or an alien?
Well, it’s not from earth …
Not only is he handsome, but he also speaks well.
He even performed a raw and roasted beast for him on the spot.
I have to say that the taste is really good!
Is the process is a little too cruel.
After all, roasting an animal alive is really cruel!
to tell the truth
It would be bet if more cheese was put in that process.
In that case
Morty thought his conscience might feel much better!
After all, the other person’s death is so delicious that it can be regarded as a fair death.
Besides,
There are all kinds of exotic wild fruits on the roadside in this ornate place for him to take at will.
Sweet, delicious, juicy and boring, you can take it back and distribute it to friends and relatives such as Jessica, the goddess of dreams …
It’s true, biu Tefo!
Think of your dream goddess.
Morty walked and sniffed the fruity smell in her arms.
Immediately can’t help but butterflies toward the front of the head also don’t back in a white robe figure asked.
"Rick, can we come here again later?"
"I feel that the host here is very hospitable!"
When talking
He also wants to take a bite of a fruit.
But Nai doesn’t have enough hands.
Both hands need to hold the fruit in their arms now.
Morty’s front
The bad old man walked with a bow and a quick pace.
After hearing his words,
Slightly slow pace and drink a mouthful of carry-on hip flask inside drinks look a little gloomy through the corner of my eye side to see his stupid let him some nai grandson.
The corners of the mouth drooling head also don’t back just replied.
"Hip ~ Don’t even think about it!"
"This dump is my blacklist area."