Hu Jianniang happily hugged the little meat ball back to her hometown, who called her hometown very remote, and there was no one who even sold water.

Water.

It is the water of the Mother and Son River.

In the cat country, the Zimu River is still only a short 800 miles, originating from the Shenyuan Peak of Limu Mountain, flowing into the Great Wilderness Changyin Lake, and the radiation basin only accounts for one-seventh of the territory of the cat country. Naturally, in other places, the countless catwomen will rely on the merchants who sell water.

Water is not expensive, seven cents a cup.

After a glass of water, I immediately became pregnant, and a few months later, I naturally dropped a small lump of meat.

Hu Jianniang carefully hugged the little girl, and secretly opened the package at every turn, and looked at the little tender face inside. Ahhhh

Hey.

Why is there a big cat sitting on his doorstep over there?

Yes.

Why does the big cat seem to have plowed all his own fields?

Well.

That big cat seems a little wrong, huh?

Naturally, something is wrong. It was rare for me to find a lonely hut, seven acres of dry land, and a well, but it was all overgrown with grass, and it took me a long time to clean it up. I cut the weeds around me, caught a wild buffalo and pierced my nostrils, caught dozens of chickens and put them in cages, dug up a lot of flowers and plants, and completely renovated the whole house.

After a day's work, I developed this place into a very chic country house with my own new ideas.

Light a pot of incense, cook a pot of tea, bake a few small cakes, wear a long robe, and read a scripture in the shade and breeze of the afternoon sunshine.

There was no one in the wilderness, the stream went east, and there was only a cat lady, holding a swaddling baby, looking at me curiously.

Then she rushed through the door in a loud noise, and then quickly rushed out screaming in amazement.

"What are you doing at my house?"

I laughed dumbly. That's too reasonable.

It turned out that the hut, which was only ten steps long, five steps wide, and six feet high, was better than a shack. After a year of desertion, it has long become a hornet's nest. A wooden fence was enclosed, and half of it collapsed. The three or five vegetables, melons and fruits planted have long been annihilated in the grass.

The current house, there are three wide rooms, three deep rooms, fifteen large and small houses, referring to the Ming and Qing dynasties, blue brick walls, giant wooden beams, red tiles, and hanging water drop eaves. Not to mention that the room is full of finely cut bluestone paving, a complete set of miscellaneous wood furniture, complete to every detail.

With that, I swung my flying sword and went to the distant mountains to cut down a tree and came back. Rotary cutting, grinding and assembling, God quickly fell in front of Hu Jianniang, a baby bed.

"Sister, are you an immortal on the mountain?"

Hu Jianniang didn't have the confidence to ask this.

Although there are millions of cats in the world, there are all kinds of cats, girls and men abound, and there is also a group of bulldozers in the cat country. But Hu Jianniang always felt that the big cat in front of her was a bit weird, and it couldn't be compared with the common saying.

I looked down and sighed.

To be honest, this is the first time that someone has been called a sister.

For the sake of that little lump of meat, I'll forgive this little guy. Sure enough, the little milk cat is very cute and cute, soft as if it has no bones, lying on the small bed and trembling slightly, staring at the big watery eyes and sticking out its little tongue.

"Remember to call me brother in the future. I pinched Hu Jianniang's little tender face.

Sure enough, there will be some moths in the closed small world, and the little cat girl in front of her is estimated to be the first year of independence from home, which is equivalent to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl of the human race, and it is estimated that she can't even support herself, so she dares to add a small lump of meat to herself. And dare to choose your home in this wilderness, is it true that the tigers, wolves, jackals and leopards that I have killed in the past two days are fake?

I unwrapped the small lump of meat, and a smell came to my face, and I immediately pinched my nose.

Pinching is the nose of the kitten lady in front of her.

"Is the little one hungry? Did you change her diaper? Did you feed her water?" I asked three questions in a row, and the kitten lady had no face.

I covered my face.

The feeling that this little meat ball is taken care of so well is not the credit of this little cat mother. Is it true that the front is all taken care of, even big and small? On the first day of leaving the collective, the original form was revealed?

All right. It's rare that I've ever taken care of a child.

Change clothes, wash your body, take out the rice soup milk syrup, and feed it carefully. Draw an insect repellent charm, centering charm, and cooling charm on the bed, and the little comb took care of the small tender hair of the whole body, replaced it with a soft little quilt, and the little guy grabbed my tail and fell asleep in his arms.

Well, it's still very loving when I sleep.

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Lu Chun felt like he was going to die.

In the past month, she returned to her hometown with the Taiping Yellow Scarf. Starting from the bottom of the sea tribe slaves, they subdued the sea tribe of starfish, sea urchins, seahorses, sea cucumbers, manatees, and sea rabbits.

Many of these sea tribes, which are countless times more miserable than red sharks, are not even "cooking ingredients", and they are not even qualified to be served to the table of those big people. Many of them play the role of "fodder", "wild grass", "soil", "molar", and "toy". There are a lot of them, they are the "furnishings" in the territory where the high-level sea monsters and monsters raised by those big shots live, and the furnishings that don't care about life or death.

Naturally, he was quickly conquered by Lu Chun and forced to wrap in a yellow scarf. Then like an electric shock, the 30,000 Taiping Techniques in the Yellow Turban were like a waterfall, cleansing all their cognition, shattering everything, and rebuilding everything. With the first example comes a great crowd of followers. With the first teams, it is possible to snowball and expand round by round. With the backbone, you can disperse and conquer one tribe after another. Then it started like a fire, spread little by little, and finally suddenly broke out.

On the twentieth day, 200,000 yellow turbans gathered, formed a large array, gathered the strength of everyone, and prepared to hunt a sea monster that had just advanced to the Jindan stage. It was a lucky octopus, so a hundred years ago it was lucky enough to be pinched up from the dining table by a big man and used as a pet. Then there is a series of stories of betrayal, killing, hatred, and resoluteness, that a population of tens of millions of octopuses here is completely extinct, and that it is made into dried octopuses and sent to the island to be sold, and that countless sea tribes who also live in that coral reef country are reduced to slavery and dust, and it is the cunning and greed of that octopus that has been promoted step by step.

It all came to an end.

200,000 Yellow Turbans died tragically, and the humble Sea Clan, who had just had a little mana, was not the opponent of the Jindan Octopus at all. No matter how the troops are sent and how ingenious the design is, in the end, it is like a sand mountain at the bottom of the sea, gently swept up and broken by the tide.

But that octopus also died.

Chapter 71 of the Taiping Poison Department, the Blue Blood Sacrifice Method.

Dye that large expanse of water a deeper blue, and float a huge octopus for the people on the sea, and for the people on the island, to know.

Then, Lu Chun found that the matter of distributing yellow scarves was getting smoother and smoother, and he was being hunted down and killed more and more miserably.

On the morning of the thirty-first day, Lu Chun found that he had no way to live. The last Sea Clan that remained in this sea area had just been destroyed by the pursuers, and all the followers around him had died tragically, and there was only an ugly rat demon standing in front of him.