Isn't the line of sight a little wider?

The fat man vaguely noticed a little change, but he didn't dare to believe it. The previous sight distance radius should have been seven or eight meters, but now it has increased by one or two meters? Anyway, it's all estimated, and there is no way to measure it accurately.

Looking at the dantian inside, the green mist around the acorns seems to have retreated a little? On the scale of inches, small changes are even more immeasurable, and psychological factors may be greater.

The fat man shook his head and withdrew from the inner vision, whether it was a blessing or a curse, and it was a disaster that could not be avoided. What should come will always come, and my brother can only accept it all.

Savior, at least have a big heart......

This is a giant navy blue buffalo with thick and tough skin, which must be quite useful. The horn is blue and silverish-gray, with a metallic texture, and looks hard and sharp. It's okay to hit a tree so violently, it's really scary to death.

Even if it is useful, the fat man has no way to start, cannot process, and cannot carry.

Roast beef to eat? There are a lot of these hills, and it seems to be a few tons, and it makes me sick when I look at it. It's a pity to waste it though......

The fat man pulled out the flying knives from the back of the cow and inserted them into the belt one by one, at the critical moment, this is a life-saving guy.

When he was about to leave, the fat man suddenly found that there was a small bottle at the cow's head? The bottle contains a crimson liquid!

It's like a red inkwell, the kind used by rural teachers when grading test papers, which is rare in the city. Is the bottle glass, or crystal? An irregular ball the size of a tennis ball with a cork stopper tucked into the mouth of the bottle.

Well, I don't know what it is, but it looks amazing. The fat man picked up the vial and circled the carcass twice, but found no more.

Where did this little bottle come from? It must be this buffalo thing, right?

There are many strange things in this world, how do buffaloes carry things? Brother has so many flying knives stuck in his body, it is inconvenient and unsafe to say--not even a cow?

The fat man shook his head and walked back with a light step, the small bottle in his hand. The ground was covered with deep hoof prints, and the tree had been broken for the most part. I'm afraid that the next rain will fall crookedly, and I have also suffered an unwarranted disaster, and I have been implicated by my brother!

Fuji poked her head out of the ground, still languishing. A slight tremor is emitted.

Hey, the vine wants the liquid in the small bottle?

It felt like staring at a small bottle, even though it had no head, no face, and certainly no facial features.

The fat man has a wonderful connection with the vine, and he can feel the physical state of the vine. and the less explicit love xù.

If you want it, you can say it? You don't say how do I know you want ......

The fat man hesitated and raised the bottle to the vine, and the vine really trembled even more, like a puppy seeing a bone?

Uh, really. The fat man put the bottle next to the vine, but the vine circled around the bottle, looking very anxious.

Uh, still need to be opened? The fat man pulled out the cork, and a strong smell of blood suddenly permeated, making people smell sick. When the fat man puts the bottle back on the ground. The tip of the vine actually plunged headlong into the bottle!

Then, I saw that the blood-red liquid was rapidly reduced until it disappeared, and the vine's body and energy were completely restored!

Well, it's like drinking spirits, from the throat to the stomach, and then the whole body is red and hot and drunk, the effect is so fast, and the seconds are even more ......

What kind of panacea is this—a blood vial?

The vine happily shuttled around the fat man, and even wrapped it around the fat man's legs, really like a well-fed puppy. Rubbing on the owner's lap......

It's not just vines wrapped around the fat man's legs.

Because of the sense, the fat man opened his eyes, but saw that Huang Xiaohong was staring at him in disbelief. Her eyes are not big. But slender, eyes rolled suspiciously, and there was still a little flush on the face?

Uh, haven't you ever seen such a handsome fat man?

A strange smile appeared on the fat man's face, and Huang Xiaohong reacted and silently "puffed". Quickly turned his face back.

Well, Lang Yuan is intimately attached to the fat man's body, his arms are over, and his legs are pressed over, just like green vines wrapping around a big tree - if the green vines don't wrap around the tree, spring after spring will be in vain......

Lang Yuan was actually half-asleep, but he refused to open his eyes. Instead, the body was rubbed, as if to find a more comfortable position. Then I heard the fat man say in his ear, "The most romantic thing I can think of is to get up with you every day......"

Over there, Huang Xiaohong continued to puff, secretly puffing - this fat man looks a little lacking in heart, but he can speak hooligan words so fresh and refined!

It's strange to say, Huang Xiaohong saw that the fat man was infatuated, and Officer Lang ignored him, and even took advantage of it somewhat, at that time she still had some sympathy for the fat man, and then secretly complained about the fat man, and even gradually developed a good impression of it.

And now seeing Officer Lang so entangled with the fat man in his sleep, the young virgin's face is naturally a little hot. Maybe things aren't the way you think they are?

Well, I feel a little complicated.

For example, if there is an item in the mall and no one else buys it, although you think it seems to be good, you may not necessarily buy it. At least there is some hesitation, suffering from gains and losses. When you are suddenly bought by someone else, will you feel some regret and loss in your heart? But there's only one thing left!

Bah! I didn't even want to buy it!

Well, that's how it feels......

"Hehe, Yuan Yuan, this person, he said no, but his body is very honest!" The fat man patted Lang Yuan's back, I smiled proudly, I smiled proudly......

"Huh?!" Lang Yuan really woke up. I slept well last night, and I was naturally energetic in the morning, and my body also had a lazy comfort, and even my bones were crispy.

That's how I slept with a fat man? What happened last night? Where is this? Emma, there are so many people around!

Lang Yuan got up with a bone, and he was lying in his clothes anyway. Then I saw Huang Xiaohong looking at herself teasingly. Lang Yuan's pretty face is hot, it seems to be quite embarrassing!

What not to? What honesty?

It's all to blame on the fat man! Lang Yuan pinched the fat man's waist and twisted it hard!

"Hey, unload the mill and kill the donkey, scold the cook when you are full, beat the monk after reciting the scriptures, and screw ......your husband when you wake up" The fat man writhed and called, obviously in pain.

Yes, the room full of people was about to be woken up by him, and Lang Yuan had no choice but to let go of Wuzhi Mountain in hatred.

Fortunately, Huang Xiaohong saw it alone just now, right?

Lang Yuan took the toiletries and went to the toilet. In fact, other difficulties are easy to overcome, and the biggest discomfort is personal hygiene. Nearly 30 people, queuing up to use a bathroom, you can imagine how ...... it is in the morning How. The first thing Lang Yuan did when he got up was, of course, to wash up first.

"Morning!"

"Morning!"

The brothers woke up almost at the same time and the first thing they did was greet each other loudly. With a loud voice, full of energy, and full of enthusiasm, he is indeed a partner and brother in the same trench.

We are all a family, a family that loves each other. Only when there is fate can we get together, and only when we have a heart can we cherish it, why let the dark clouds cover our eyes......

In this ghost place, everyone's daily life and rest are very regular, very healthy, and very energetic. It's rare to see such a cohesive centripetal scene, and it's really a bit ironic.

The fat man put his arms under his head and pillowed, looking up at the ceiling with his back to the sky.

The east has appeared white, and a new day has begun! (To be continued.) )