Luo He obviously didn't know what the fat dog that pounced on his thigh was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Naturally, it is not clear that it is the same as a behemoth in the deep sea that turned over and created the Northland Tsunami and drove the Northland into the cold winter season.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know how extraordinary this yellow dog is.

As I said before: the volume of the stomach is larger than the volume of the stomach owner, and there is no one who is easy to get along with.

This fat dog that looks silly and stupid is a stupid dog at first glance, but the various extraordinary performances are obviously easy to see and cannot be eliminated.

However, this is a very embarrassing thing.

Although he knew that this fat dog was unusual and difficult to deal with, Luo He didn't know how to deal with it at all.

It's a simple truth.

Just like Marshall, although he had bad intentions, he did not act in the absence of malicious intent, and even in the absence of large-scale assistance-this is still a case of such a lesson as Aiqin Rottie.

So to deal with this fat dog of unknown origin, do you have to do it directly?

Not to mention that this fat dog has no intention of hurting people, let's just say that there is a gap in combat power......

Luo He could be very sure that he didn't feel the slightest energy fluctuation on the fat dog's body, but this obviously couldn't be an ordinary dog.

Then the result is very simple, only the unfathomable and the difference in strength is too big, and Luo He didn't notice it at all.

He stiffened slightly as the fat dog hugged his thighs and winked at him, and turned his face to Virell with an inquiring look.

Seeing it, Verrell shook her head at him with a somewhat inexplicable face.

Is it the same that he can't see the strength clearly or let him not act rashly or both, Luo He doesn't know, but no action is for sure.

The fat body of the yellow-haired fat dog was lying on the ground, and the two forelimbs were hugged tightly, sniffing left and right.

The eyes are full of flattery.

But it soon sensed that something was wrong.

Gently raised his head and looked at Luo He's somewhat familiar, but equally unfamiliar eyes......

It, or rather he, he perceived.

This person is not that person, but there is less than resemblance between them in a trance, and more it is his own heart that hints that he has given him false guidance.

Luo He lowered his head and looked at the fat dog, and soon felt the change in the fat dog's eyes.

When the fat dog looked at him, he first deliberately flattered, then a little puzzled and puzzled, and then reached a state of confusion.

After that, it seemed that he had suddenly realized, and the eyes that looked at him were also indifferent, and he looked a little annoyed and angry.

Just looking at each other, it made Luo He a little frightened.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and after the opening and closing of this window, although Luo He didn't know much about what such turbulent mental fluctuations meant, at least one thing, he knew very well.

This fat dog has his own wisdom and ability to think! It is not the chaotic creature he thought before!

Luo He thought like this, and when he looked down and saw the yellow-haired fat dog showing a mocking smile at him, he suddenly felt a little more panicked and shocked in his heart!

Is this, able to probe the mind?

Luo He's surprise was only a disdainful smile from the fat dog.

He didn't know what kind of exaggeration this caused in Luo He's heart!

Even under the demigod crown, he can only use some emotional fluctuations to hear whether the speaker is lying or something, and the lie detector has some imagination......

And this fat dog can read minds and detect minds?

Is this the Heart Demon Lord, or is it a Spiritual Power Sect Grandmaster or some other freak?

But...... Under the rules of the Spirit of Law, there should be no such existence in the Overworld!

The fat dog left Luohe's lap, feeling a little curious and puzzled.

Although it seems that his eyes are not good at recognizing the wrong person...... But does he still have the wrong person to admit such an existence?

It's just that when I looked up at Luohe, I really couldn't compare him with someone, and the more I looked at it, the more I didn't look like it, I could only say that there were too many places in this main world to run around for too long, and I actually tossed myself blind.

Shaking his head casually, he was about to turn away, but then he thought about it and thought of a possibility, and the fat dog was a little unpredictable - he stopped and didn't go.

Muha next to him had already settled down, and he didn't have to move without Marshall stopping him, because he also noticed something was wrong in everyone's expressions.

Mainly the Luo River.

As the current boss, although Mu Ha doesn't attach too much importance to this, he has to know more or less that he has to act according to the boss's face.

This is said to be the style of some underground dark forces, but when applied to Mu Ha, the latter also thinks it is quite right, so he also pays attention to Luohe's behavior.

When he found that Luo He didn't make any movement when the fat dog pounced, he knew that it was fortunate that Marshall had stopped him just now, if not......

Verrell stepped forward, as the patriarch of the Moon Elf clan, in the face of such an unexpected situation, no matter what, she had to step forward to face it, and she couldn't avoid it.

She looked at the fat dog with a human face, and felt a little that it was actually empty, which seemed to confirm the possibility of a certain identity.

With a smiling face, Verrell squatted down in front of the half-meter-tall fat dog of equal width, and asked cautiously: "This ...... Mr. Dog, what is the matter with you coming to our Moon Elf camp?"

Verrell remembered the cauldron that had been licked clean, and thoughtfully: "If you haven't eaten yet, we can make one for you, and we just hope you don't make a move on us." ”

There is still a lot of meat in the bears, but I don't have to worry.

Until now, Verrell had thought that the fat dog in front of him was an unknown demigod, as it looked the most similar by all indications.

But Luo He, who was a little speechless on the side, knew in his heart that this fat dog was definitely not as simple as a demigod, or even higher! Although he wondered how such an existence appeared, and even his mind had been continued--Is there any loophole in the rules? Is it possible for the Abyss Demon to exploit such a loophole? Where is this loophole? Can it be stopped?

Luo He really wanted to ask the fat dog directly, but the enemy and me were not distinguished, so bluntly it might be bad for the image in the fat dog's heart, and there was a possibility of a little evil, Luo He thought about it and didn't move his mouth.

The fat dog didn't bother with Luohe's thoughts, nor did he pay attention to Verel's prayers.

In the eyes of an existence like him, Luo He and the others are actually undoubtedly ants, as long as he wants to do what he wants and push all the way over, that's it, at least, no one has been able to stop him from putting his ideas into practice so far.

He glanced at Verrell, not so much to answer some questions, but to know something.

The results disappointed him.

Verrell raised his fat head with complicated eyes, and then lowered his head again in confusion, and his body shook slightly, not knowing what he was pondering. I want to take the first two steps and ask.

As a result, the fat dog looked up and glared at her, and Verrell froze there as if she had been hit by petrified light.

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Luohe with some despair.

What I saw was Luohe's same appearance that could only roll his eyes.

An inexplicable sadness filled her heart, Verrell was a little flustered, thinking that she had obtained such a power to protect the safety of her clansmen, but as a result, there were only a few hundred people left in the clan, and the other clansmen were nowhere to be found, and then here, as if being played with in applause, the other party was still a fat dog......

Verrell wanted to pray for the sacrifice of the old gods, but found that her mouth could not move, so she could only groan in her heart......

The fat dog walked impatiently through the crowd, thinking.

Everything he walked and where he didn't go, it was as if he had been pressed down on the sign of a time pause, and he froze and did not move, only his eyes could move slightly, exposing everyone's inner panic.

The yellow-haired fat dog walked through it like a general, his eyes deepened and his thinking moved more and more rapidly.

This little girl is indeed just an existence that passively accepted the news, and accepted the news of the so-called "World Tree", which she herself did not know......

But I have seen the tree on the South Hammer Heights, and I have searched it carefully, and there is no useful information at all!

So, who, exactly, is delivering the message?

It was hard to banish that guy in disguise, and now who is guiding him back?

The fat dog thought of all of them, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

But getting angry won't solve the problem.

He rushed over from the Eastern Empire, saying that he was looking for the existence of Ju Kurosawa, but the purpose was obviously not so simple.

It's just that the result is destined to disappoint him a little.

He looked up at the remaining Moon Elves around him, and shuddered suddenly.

These...... They were all his last believers......

He glanced at all the Moon Elves, especially Verreel, the favored of the Elemental Sea, and also a small and interesting little fellow.

So, what should I do?

His heart suddenly cooled.

That guy is the most protective of the smallest!

He grinded his teeth, had some toothache, toothache, toothache, and bloating. I forgot about this in anger before, and now that the guy's return is a foregone conclusion, if you don't want to be used by that guy first...... Pleasing these brunette pointy ears first?

He reluctantly confirmed this fact.

Then, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he spat out some strange spells.

Slowly, this piece was enveloped in the surroundings.

Look at my mentally retarded aura!

Ancient Witchcraft - Decreased intelligence.

Verrell, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of everyone in Luohe, even if the colorful light of the elements in Virel's eyes was blessed, the green natural power on Luohe's body twitched slightly, but it had no effect.

His eyes were confused.

Of course, this is not a permanent spell, but it is just to cooperate with the success rate and enhancement effect of Fat Dog's next witchcraft.

After a while, it's automatic.

The fat dog is slightly satisfied: I'm eating a slap in the face of Alzheimer's aura!

Ancient Sorcery - Memory Erasing!

Looking at the flash of magic that had been successful one by one, the fat dog nodded with satisfaction.

The people around him were groggy with their eyes closed, and the fat dog set a timer switch, and after a few minutes it would be fine.

Then he looked left and right, thinking to himself, what should he do?......