Chapter Twenty-Six: A Drop of Milk
Looking at the devastated pasture, Xu Ling didn't know what to say.
After a long time, Xu Ling couldn't help but ask the old man: "Old man, you can't deal with that bloody monster?" ”
"Old man?"
Hearing that this big fat man didn't even shout at his grandfather, Lao Fang wanted to knock his brain up.
However, seeing Xu Ling's dying appearance, Lao Fang still held back.
"Ahem!" Clearing his throat, the old man said a little sneeringly: "I don't want to provoke it for the time being." Otherwise, it's not a slap in the face! ”
“……”
Xu Ling gave the old man a roll of his eyes.
After swallowing thousands of gray goats in one gulp, you still want to slap people out of the face?
Bragging doesn't even make drafts!
Burst!
A soft sound broke the embarrassing situation of the old and the young.
Bang!
A figure fell from mid-air.
"Hiccup~"
The bloody mouth in mid-air seemed to be full of burps.
Then, the sky gradually cleared up and the moon appeared again.
"Gone?"
Xu Ling was a little surprised, and then a fear of the rest of his life came to his heart.
Such a terrifying monster was the first time Xu Ling had seen it in his life.
Just one mouth is already so big and terrifying.
If the body comes out, then it can't cover the sky and the sun, and the horror is boundless?
An existence that even the old party is deeply afraid of, is the strength comparable to the legendary holy body?
A series of questions appeared in Xu Ling's mind.
This level of strength is what Xu Ling yearns for and pursues.
It's just that he's still far away.
Not to mention the big-mouthed monster, it was the giant gray goat, which was an existence that Xu Ling needed a lot of time to defeat.
"It's better to be down-to-earth, one step at a time!"
Shaking his head, Xu Ling stopped thinking about those ethereal things.
The top priority is to find out as soon as possible, and there are no "sheep that have slipped through the net", otherwise, it will really be a trip in vain tonight.
After scattering the bottle of white powder all over his body, Xu Ling could finally barely move.
Swept a large area with difficulty, not to mention the leg bones of mutton, not a single wool in sight!
"This monster can really suck! Why don't you kill it! ”
Xu Ling couldn't help but complain, but he accidentally kicked something at his feet.
Sheep that slipped through the net?
Xu Ling was overjoyed and hurriedly squatted down to take a look.
It's okay not to look at it, but I almost threw up when I saw it.
"This bloody fellow, the shepherd?"
If you look closely, it's really him!
"It's a big life!"
Xu Ling couldn't help but sigh with emotion, daring to love the monster just now who disliked Hao Zifeng, so he spit it out.
Falling down from such a height, these two goods are still breathing!
I don't know why, Xu Ling suddenly felt a little sympathetic.
Strictly speaking, the two do not have a deep hatred.
As a shepherd, it is their duty to strike back when they discover the suspected invasion of the Evildoers.
"Forget it, it's cheaper for you, whether you can survive or not, it's up to you to create!"
After all, it can be regarded as a "life and death tribulation", and Xu Ling can't bear to see death without help.
The last bit of white powder was all sprinkled on Hao Zifeng.
As for whether these two goods can escape this catastrophe, it is not something that Xu Ling can control.
"What's going on? Be a good old man? Do you know how expensive my powder is? A dying man, don't waste treasures! ”
Lao Fang glanced at Hao Zifeng, who was dying, and counted Xu Ling's big chase painfully.
"Not as cold-blooded as you!"
Xu Ling was depressed, it was already frustrating enough that he didn't find the sheep that slipped through the net.
In addition, this stinky old man who was almost stabbed to death by a group of crazy sheep just now appeared, Xu Ling's anger has not subsided, and where will he show the good-faced old man.
"I'm cold-blooded?" The old man was suddenly angry.
"I'm cold-blooded, I'll give you a Four Seasons Roland worth hundreds of thousands? I'm cold-blooded, and I'll promise your grandfather a trust on his deathbed......"
"Grandpa Fang, dear Grandpa Fang, may I ask, can we go back?"
Xu Ling interrupted the old man's "Tightening Spell" in time, this old man, it's over, right?
"Humph!"
Lao Fang snorted coldly, and every time he talked about sensationalism, the big fat man interrupted himself.
It's so rude, white-eyed wolf!
Regarding the fact that the revenge record was "put on the top", Lao Fang has always been haunted.
Beat Xu Ling as soon as possible, otherwise, after the big fat man's wings hardened, maybe he would really do something rebellious.
……
On the way back, the old man directly grabbed Xu Ling's collar and ran up, no matter how the other party struggled and protested, he was unmoved.
Boom!
A huge sound sounded, and Xu Ling was ruthlessly thrown down by Lao Fang from a height of seven or eight meters, instantly smashing the yellow mud out of a deep pit.
Anyway, he couldn't die if he fell from the third floor last time, and Lao Fang believed that Xu Ling would be fine this time.
"Was there an earthquake? Run! ”
Next to the deep pit, Fang Yuan, who was snoring, was suddenly awakened.
I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and looked around.
When he saw the figure in the deep pit beside him, Fang Yuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and continued to collapse to the ground.
Snorr~
Sleep in seconds!
It seems that the other party originally said that the main person who made such a big disturbance was Xu Ling, which was a commonplace thing, and it was far from affecting his sleep.
In the deep pit, before Xu Ling could breathe, a black shadow rapidly enlarged at his pupils.
It's too late to dodge.
Bang!
"Whew~"
A dull voice sounded, Xu Ling wailed, his nostrils were hot, and two pillars of blood spurted out!
"! Cold violence? ”
Xu Ling immediately covered his nose with his hand, and his heart was almost crazy.
I was already thrown to the point where I couldn't find the north, and now I don't know what to hit until I have a nosebleed.
It's really poured eight lifetimes of blood mold!
Fortunately, out of understanding of this sullen old man, Xu Ling knew that what the old man smashed just now might be some kind of big treasure.
Thinking of this, the resentment in Xu Ling's heart was also reduced by more than half.
Ignoring the bleeding nostrils, Xu Ling hurriedly groped around.
Not long after, a furry thing was touched by Xu Ling.
"Huh!"
With a shudder, Xu Ling hurriedly let go.
In the middle of the night, what the hell is this?
Forcibly calming himself down, Xu Ling comforted himself: "Presumably this old man is not going to kill for money, right?" ”
Click!
The old party in the room accidentally crushed the glass in his hand.
Taking a deep breath and putting on his earplugs, the old man decided to lie down and go to bed, and he didn't stop drinking the wine, he was afraid that he would spew fire and burn his house.
Finally, Xu Ling mustered up the courage to hold the fluffy thing he had just touched in front of him, and observed it with the help of the faint moonlight.
"A rag doll?"
Xu Ling's mind was full of question marks, can this palm-sized little cow ragdoll still be eaten?
But don't say it, the workmanship is quite realistic.
Or a heifer.
Out of curiosity, Xu Ling reached out to the heifer's belly.
Suddenly feeling a little wet on his hands, Xu Ling took it to his eyes and looked at it, and was immediately stunned.
Unexpectedly, a drop of milk came out?