Volume 1 The Truth in Search Chapter 11 Preparing for the Return
As soon as the little crocodile was born, it was half a meter long, full of cold light, and its two big eyes exuded a bloodthirsty aura, like a foreign beast, which had not yet grown up.
However, after all, it had just been born for a short time, and although its teeth were very sharp and shining with cold light, its strength was too small, and its thick body did not have any attack power, but it looked bloated.
At this time, it bit Qin Hao's right leg tightly, and kept rolling the death unique to crocodiles, but unfortunately, its little teeth that had just emerged could only barely bite out a tooth mark, and the special hunting skills of the crocodile species, Death Rolling, were also because its body size was too bloated, and it was difficult to roll in circles, but it was like selling cuteness, Ruby's cute white belly.
At first, Qin Hao was still a little scared, after all, this was a crocodile, but now, with a mouth as big as it, biting on his body, he didn't feel it at all, like a puppy coquettish on his lap.
Qin Hao raised his leg and threw the little crocodile out with one kick.
Ha, even a newborn cub dares to bully me.
This kick to the little crocodile kicked honestly, after correctly estimating the strength of both sides, it was very wise to choose to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and hummed in his mouth, "Bastard, you wait for me, you dare to kick the old lady's ass, I'm *%ăȘăȘ ,..."
Thinking about it carefully, Qin Hao found that this period of time was extremely unsmooth, he thought that he had made a fortune this time, and the hardships he had endured during this time had finally paid off, but why did he run out of such a thing, Lao Bai was too unkind, and the golden ball looked very valuable, it turned out to be an egg, or a crocodile egg.
The more Qin Hao thought about it, the more angry he became, squinting at the little crocodile, why was he angry.
Being stared at by Qin Hao like this, the poor little crocodile actually felt a little scared, and it pretended to be tough and said, "I'll tell you, I'm a divine beast, you should be respectful, you, you, don't come here..."
Qin Hao dragged its tail and lifted it up, beat it fatly, and shouted while beating, "My egg, my egg, I worked hard to have an egg, so I hatched such a thing as you, my baby!"
Looking at the sad look and the ruthless greeting, it makes people feel like the pain of losing a child.
The little crocodile felt that the whole fish was not good, and he was actually beaten by someone, even though the little crocodile had rough skin and thick flesh, but Qin Hao was so soft to greet him.
On the belly, under the limbs, and at the bottom of the tail...
Qin Hao fought for a long time, still angry, carrying his tail, slamming on the ground, and jumped up directly, he was on the back of the little crocodile, while stepping on it happily, he called out, "Divine beast, I let you divine beast, cool or not, call Dad!"
"Call Daddy, hurry, scream, hurry. â
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The little crocodile had given up hope of Yusheng, and it roared in despair, "Bastard, don't go too far!"
Qin Hao was stunned, hey, he dared to resist!
He jumped even happier.
"Daddy!!"
The little crocodile almost roared out these two words, the voice of grief, especially, at this time, the voice of the little crocodile was a moving female voice, with a trill, those who did not know, must have thought that something indescribable and terrifying was happening in the house.
In fact, the little crocodile is one of the back hands of the White Emperor, just think about it, it is destined to be extraordinary, it can follow the side of the White Emperor, and it is placed on the high hopes of the White Emperor, and even, it is used as the back hand after 10,000 years, in the future, it is destined to face the great enemy and protect the Huaxia clan, but now it is forced to be like this, you can think of how complicated its heart is now.
If Qin Hao knew the terrifying background of the little crocodile, he would definitely not be so presumptuous, and he would definitely give it up like an ancestor, but unfortunately, he was an ordinary person after all, and he would think so deeply there.
Qin Hao finally stopped, his face full of pride.
In the next few days, Qin Hao did not go out to play, always stayed in the room to recuperate, and bullied the little crocodile when he had nothing to do.
The little crocodile feels that these days are really the darkest time, and every day is like a year.
You have to massage Qin Hao with your tail, you have to use your mobile phone on your head to let Qin Hao watch a movie, and the most excessive thing is that every night, you have to call Qin Hao ten times Dad, and you have to sleep in the toilet at night, Qin Hao is very professional in letting it sleep in the bathtub at night, filling the bathtub with water, saying that crocodiles grow fast in the water.
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Qin Hao has nothing else to do in the past few days except bullying and bullying the little crocodile when he is bored, in his boredom, he found that the little crocodile does not eat, every time he gives it leftovers, it doesn't even look at it, he thought that the crocodile was too picky, but later after checking it on the Internet, he learned that the crocodile is a pure carnivore.
I still want to eat meat all at once, but I'm still hungry, and if I'm hungry for two more days, I guess I'll be able to taste vegetables or something.
When Qin Hao was in a good mood, he would also buy some meat for it, thinking about improving its food, but found that this product didn't even eat meat, and held that eggshell every day.
Qin Hao could only understand that the recipe for this product was eggshells or something.
On this day, Qin Hao was lying on the bed, enjoying his face, and the little crocodile next to him kept patting his back with his tail, and there was no light in his big stunned eyes.
Tap, tap left. â
Qin Hao felt uncomfortable shooting, and reprimanded with his eyes closed.
This scared the little crocodile into a spirit, and he didn't dare to run away anymore, for fear that Qin Hao would not be satisfied, but to be honest, Qin Hao always found all kinds of reasons to beat it, from the beginning of the resistance, to now he has completely lost hope, just hoping to be beaten less, and even the heart of revenge is gone, and he has been beaten out of the shadows.
The phone rang, the little crocodile stopped very consciously, and carefully handed the phone to Qin Hao with his mouth, Qin Hao opened his eyes slightly and showed an appreciative look at it, which made it like an amnesty.
"Hey, who" Qin Hao picked up the phone and asked lazily.
"Qin Hao, come back soon, there is a clue!"
Lao Zhang's excited voice came from the phone.
After some conversation, Qin Hao hung up the phone and said excitedly to the little crocodile, "Crooked mouth, improve the food today, give you more food, by the way, when there are outsiders in the future, don't speak, understand!"
The little crocodile quickly gave a look of approval and nodded his head.
"Crooked mouth" is the name Qin Hao gave to the little crocodile, at first, the little crocodile refused, but after a fat beating, every time Qin Hao shouted crooked mouth, the little crocodile would cast an approving gaze.
Without paying too much attention to the little crocodile, Qin Hao rushed out of the house excitedly.
The injury has almost healed, and besides, lying on the bed every day, I feel that the whole person is going to be wasted, Qin Hao decided that he would have a good day today, and he could return tomorrow, he hadn't been to the store for a long time, and he didn't know what happened to his two small shops.
In this way, Qin Hao happily walked around the ancient city of Qufu for a day.
Approaching dusk, Qin Hao walked with cheerful steps, carrying a bag of egg shells, and shouted as soon as he opened the door, "Crooked mouth, crooked mouth, look what delicious food I brought you!"
The crooked mouth that was lying on the ground listlessly, looked at Qin Hao, who had a serious face, and then looked at the eggs he was carrying in his hand, no, a bag of egg shells, his eyes rolled, and he lay directly on the ground and pretended to be dead.