In the real world, there would be no goats that big.

The whole body is pitch black, and there is not a single stray hair.

Even like a shadow, he couldn't see his facial features at all, only the two sharp horns, which could still be recognized as the symbol of the ram......

It seemed to be tightly wrapped around something like a thorn, and its shadow fur was spiked and wriggled with its breath.

There was a faint crimson glow blinking during the process......

Yanzi took a few steps back.

"Island Survival, She Eats and Broadcasts on the Raft" Chapter 159: The Black Goat is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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