After seeing Song Zilan walking with it, Maoqiu quietly followed him, seeing Song Zilan fighting with the man, there was a trace of contempt in his eyes, and he lay on the side to watch the excitement without interest.

It wasn't until the man had retreated that Furball stood up and stared at his actions seriously.

As a black shadow flew out of the man's cuff, it instantly turned into a white light and pounced on the black shadow, and at the same time saved Song Zilan's life.

When the two of them saw the white shadow after landing, the two of them opened their eyes and looked at the furball in surprise.

At this moment, Furball held a black scorpion in his mouth and looked at the two of them with that contemptuous look.

The black scorpion was the black shadow that had just escaped back and was thrown at Song Zilan by the man.

The manly face was pale, gritting his teeth, staring at the hairball angrily, eager to peel it off and cramp, but he didn't dare to take a step forward, and a pair of eyes stared at the hairball and Song Zilan vigilantly.

At the same time, he quickly took out the bamboo whistle from his waist, and when Song Zilan saw the bamboo whistle, he understood its intention, and hurriedly whispered to the hairball, "Maoqiu, release it quickly." ”

The hairball seemed to know the power of this, and as soon as he let go, the scorpion fell to the ground and was about to make a move, and the hairball directly gave it a claw.

Song Zilan almost vomited blood, but the man blew the bamboo whistle without hesitation.

With the whistle, the scorpion at the foot of the hairball erected an inverted hook on the hairball, and at the same time, Murong Qing's ten thousand insects devoured the heart and scattered again.

Song Zilan was furious, and directly burst into foul language at the hairball, "What the hell let you let go of that scorpion, didn't you hear?" ”

"Humph!"

The furball was also on fire, and there was a fierce light in the big black eyes, and he glanced at Song Zilan and turned his head to look at the man.

"Woo......"

When the man saw the fierce eyes of the furball, a trace of fear inexplicably rose in his heart, and the tone of the bamboo whistle became weird as the fear rose.

Song Zilan was very anxious when she saw this, and shot at the man one step ahead of the hairball, trying to stop the man.

The man saw Song Zilan's thoughts, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and in the face of Song Zilan's attack, he only dodged and did not fight back, and at the same time, the tone of the bamboo whistle became even more weird.

After a few rounds, Song Zilan saw beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, and her breath was also a little disordered, and she felt that it was tricky for the man to dodge.

On the hairball's side, the scorpion's control in the bamboo whistle is not so much a confrontation, but rather a hairball has found a new toy!

Through the corner of her eye, Song Zilan saw the hairball, the fire in her heart rose, and she stared at the man vigilantly and shouted to the hairball, "Damn, foodie, can you get rid of that scorpion quickly." ”

"Humph!"

The furball glanced at Song Zilan very dissatisfied, and continued to play with its new toy.

Song Zilan said angrily, "If you don't hurry, just wait to go back and collect Qing'er's body!" ”

When Maoqiu heard Song Zilan talk about Murong Qing, he immediately put away his playfulness, revealing his bright hook claws and was about to make a move on the scorpion.

"Brute, stop!"

When the man saw that his poison was going to die, he was anxious and angry, and hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

The reason why he was able to make a move without scruples was because he was sure that his poison could deal with the hairballs, and he could get rid of him as long as he kept blowing the bamboo whistle to distract Song Zilan.

How beautiful the ideal is, how cruel the reality is, the man never thought that it was not his scorpion that held back the hairball, but the hairball was playing with his own scorpion.

The corners of Maoqiu's mouth curled slightly when he heard the man's words, and his eyes actually showed anthropomorphic cunning, watching the man demonstrate, he gently touched the back of the scorpion a few times with a claw hook.

When the man saw the cunning in the hairball's eyes, he knew that he had been fooled, knowing that there was no way to do it, and the baby he had worked hard for many years was under the claws of others!

Song Zilan gave a big thumbs up to the hairball in her heart, but she didn't expect that this foodie would really have two hits at a critical time.

The man looked at this Song Zilan hesitantly and said, "How about making a deal?" ”

"Say."

Song Zilan stared at the man vigilantly and asked him to continue.

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Put it away, I'll give you the whistle." ”

Song Zilan looked at the man like a fool and said, "I really don't know whether to say that you are too stupid or too stupid." ”

The man also knew that the conditions he said were difficult to convince Song Zilan, but as the saying goes, a good rabbit bites when he is in a hurry!

Not to mention that he is a dignified ten thousand poisons.

There was a touch of cruelty in the man's eyes, and he pretended to be indifferent and said, "If you don't agree, don't blame me for dying and breaking the net, it's a big deal that I'm recultivating a poisonous insect, and she ......"

Song Zilan knew in her heart that although he said it easily, his heart was like a mouse crossing the street, and he was frightened.

"With my father here, do you think you can succeed?"

Song Zilan deliberately mentioned Song Haitao, and the man's face changed when he heard it, although it was covered by a black veil, Song Zilan still noticed something strange from the subtle changes in his breathing.

Song Zilan said again, "As long as you hand over the antidote, this scorpion will be returned to you." ”

The man was silent, but his heart was torn between the pros and cons, and then he had an idea, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I agree." ”

Song Zilan was suspicious of the man's promise so happily, and stared at the man in disbelief, thinking that his words were almost true.

Seeing that he was silent, the man asked, "Why, you can't trust me now?" ”

Song Zilan looked at the hairball and said to the man, "Okay, bring the antidote." ”

The man slowly took out a small dark green porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "You release my poisonous insects, I will give you the medicine, I will count three times, and we will do it at the same time." ”

Song Zilan nodded, "Yes." ”

"One."

The man stared at Song Zilan tightly, for fear that he would suddenly make a sneak attack.

"Two."

Song Zilan's expression was the same.

"Three."

The man shouted three and threw the porcelain vase in his hand directly to Song Zilan, but the hairball did not mean to loosen its claws.

Seeing such a scene, the man asked loudly, "Song Zilan, you don't have any trust." ”

Song Zilan glanced at him disdainfully and said, "If you don't let it go, I can't help it." ”

Then he shook the porcelain vase that the man threw over and said, "Presumably, what you gave me will not be a real antidote!" ”

"You ......"

The man was caught in Song Zilan's mind, and he couldn't say anything.

Song Zilan asked suspiciously, "I still want to ask you, how did you know about your young master?" ”

Hearing Song Zilan's words, the man was stunned, his eyes rolled wildly, and he thought about how to get out quickly.

His hand was subconsciously placed on his waist, and suddenly, he felt a hard object, and a plan in his heart followed.

When he raised his hand, the bamboo whistle was already in his hand, and Song Zilan saw that he was about to blow the bamboo whistle again, so she didn't hesitate to make a quick move, completely unaware that this was just a man's ploy.

Seeing that Song Zilan was about to come to him, the man waved his hand casually, and a stream of gray-white powder came towards him.

Song Zilan was too late to hide, and plunged into the powder.

The gray powder was inhaled into her nose with a strange fragrance, and Song Zilan suddenly felt dizzy and weak.

"Puff ......"

Song Zilan couldn't resist the effect of the medicine after staggering, and fell directly to the ground.

The man looked at Song Zilan who fell to the ground with disdain, and said with a smug smile, "My poison is pervasive, even if you cover your mouth and nose, it's useless." ”

"Humph!"

Seeing that Song Zilan had been hit, Maoqiu once again showed a look of contempt in his eyes, and then stared at the man with contempt, revealing a bright hook claw on the back of the scorpion, scratching it lightly and heavily.

"You ......"

Seeing this, the man's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and waited for the hairball to shout, "You brute, see that I don't pick your skin today." ”

The furball heard the man scold it again, and the small flame in his heart burned brightly, although it could not speak, but it expressed its anger at the man with its own actions.

"Whoa......

Raising his furry little paws and aiming at the scorpion on the ground, he swung it down, and in the dark night, as the claw hook fell, four silvery-white lights like a crescent moon flashed across the scorpion.

"Poof!"

The black scorpion was cut into four pieces by the claws of the furball under the rage, and the black and purple blood slowly flowed out.

Seeing this, the man closed his eyes in distress, the anger in his heart was superimposed, the green tendons on his forehead jumped up with anger, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and when he opened his eyes again, he showed a fierce gaze.

"Whoosh......"

He slowly raised his right hand at the furball, and a golden flash shot at the furball.

The furball saw that it was golden and thought it was gold, and the big black eyes instantly lit up with little stars, rubbing the little buttocks, kicking the ground hard with his hind legs, and jumping up to accurately catch the golden flash that flew over.

“……”

The man was so shocked by the hairball operation that his eyeballs almost fell to the ground, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and scolded in his heart: What the hell is this throwing and picking, how can he play?

After the hairball held the golden flash, it found that it was not gold, but a centipede that was half the length of an adult's arm, which made it a little disappointed, and spit directly to the ground with a look of disgust.

The centipede landed on the ground and raised half of its body to attack the hairball directly, and the hairball did not show weakness, revealing its bright hook claws and swept towards the centipede.

"Boom!"

The golden centipede leaned over quickly, the hook of the furball slicing across its back, making a screeching sound and sending out a string of sparks.

Seeing this, the hairball not only did not have a shocked and frightened expression, but was more excited, constantly waving its little paws, the sharp claw hook and the centipede collided, and the sound of metal friction continued to stimulate the eardrum, accompanied by sparks flying around.

The man watching was frightened, for fear that the hairball would go down with one paw, and his natal Gu would stop, and at the same time, he was also curious about what the hairball was coming from.

I have the intention to take back the centipede, and I am afraid that the hairball will chase after it, but if I continue to fight like this, if there is anything wrong with my natal Gu......

At this time, the man's heart was very entangled.

Regret should not be despised for hairballs.

I regret that I didn't withdraw earlier, so that my poisonous insect might not die.

This......

This......

The man was worried about his natal Gu in his heart, but his eyes were scanning everywhere to see if there was any way to get out of the way.

When his eyes swept over Song Zilan on the ground, his heart moved, and the man quickly picked up Song Zilan's collar, grabbed his throat and shouted to the hairball, "Brute, if you resist, I will kill him." ”

was called a beast continuously, and the fire in the hairball's heart was even stronger, and the big black eyes showed a fierce light, and he waved his small paws to aim at the centipede's hundred feet and slashed over.

"Poof......

The originally indestructible hard shell was cut into a deep ravine by the hairball's claws, and four legs were broken at the root, and at the same time, the man also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body staggered and stood a little unsteadily.

The man was injured by Song Zilan just now, and now he was injured and injured by his natal Gu, and he had no intention of fighting, so he grabbed Song Zilan's hand and tightened it again, looked at Maoqiu and said, "I don't believe that you don't care about him at all." ”

To his surprise, Maoqiu didn't even look here, and it seemed that he really didn't care about Song Zilan at all.

If it doesn't care, only it knows, if it doesn't care, when the man said that he wanted to kill Song Zilan just now, it wouldn't have directly removed the four legs of the centipede to deter the man.

Just as he was forcing the hairball, Song Zilan, who was originally in a poisoned coma, suddenly opened her eyes, broke free from the man's clamps, turned around and slapped her palm on his chest.

"Poof......

The man spurted blood from his mouth until he flew out a few meters before he fell heavily to the ground, and after a long time he struggled to get up from the ground, covered his chest with his hands, spit out a mouthful of blood, and turned around after a whistle and left.

What kind of natal Gu, why Song Zilan was poisoned, why would he be fine, he didn't have time to think about these, he only knew that his nickname would be lost if he ran slowly.