Chapter 42： Hairy...? ? (1/2)

(Thanks to the book friend Pu Xue for rewarding 1,000 starting coins, and the little puppet Pinocchio for rewarding 500 starting coins. The cute blue child.

It is said that changing photos of writers will attract a huge number of readers, so I also think...

I, I don't dare, I'm afraid that if readers are attracted, a large number of life lawsuits will be required! ! )

Zhan Yongli was impatient, and he couldn't hold back the smell of wine in Huang Dashan's cup for a long time.

After dipping the whole glass of wine in one sip, wisps of steam came out of every pore in his body, like a braised elbow.

Huang Dashan stretched out his hand and felt ”Tsk tsk, it's amazing, at least fifty or sixty degrees.”

Lin Chou circled around Zhan Yongli, ”Sure enough, it's a warrior, this physical quality is nothing to say, and there is no blood coming out of it?”

Zhan Yongli shook, and said in the steam envelope, ”It's a bit hot, I feel so strong!”

After spraying the white steam, Zhan Yongli's skin color returned to normal slightly, with a little black stain on it.

”Click”

”quack!”

Suddenly, chaotic roosters came from the hill behind Xiaoguan.

You should know that Lin Chou’s back mountain is raising more than two hundred newly introduced guinea fowls. This thing is very special, quite, and extremely cute. It is basically a silly chicken that kicks and does not take a look at you. That is so tragic. Scream...

”Thief! Someone steals a chicken! My fence!”

Lin Chou's scream made everyone tremble, and saw him take a stride, pick up the two-meter-long bizarre sun and moon shovel hanging on the wall and rush towards the back kitchen.

Everyone was ignorant,

”What fence? What chicken?”

”Thief?”

”I have never seen Brother Lin so excited...”

I only heard Lin Chou's earth-shaking anger from behind, ”Hey, this mountain is...”

”boom.”

First Riyue shoveled back, smashed Zhou Rui to the ground with a bang, and then Lin Chou followed suit and fell into the dining room.

Huang Dashan held both axes in his hands and looked murderous, ”Brother, what's the matter?”

Lin Chou waved his hand awkwardly, and plucked several hyphae as small as a spider web from his face.

”Um, it may be that Mao Qiu has a temper.”

Huang Dasan waved his hand, wondering where he hid the two oversized double-sided moon-bladed axes, ”What's the ball?”

Then he shrank his neck, ”Blood Tribulus?”

The back door was completely sealed by dense mycelium, and Lin Chou walked around to the back of the small hall to take a look.

Hundreds of guinea fowls running around could not even find the roots of the chicken feathers. A big mushroom bloomed in the back mountain. It was dark and woven from countless myceliums, at least a few meters high, with a mushroom head. It is a bit taller than the wooden house in the small hall.

These hyphae looked soft and soft, drifting in the wind, but just now even Sun Moon Shovel couldn't help them.

”Furry balls? Hair balls?”

”Keep chuckle!”

”whisper!”

I don't understand.... This TM is very embarrassing!

Hairball protruded out a few strands of hyphae, like Dove...cough...a ribbon around Lin Chou, pulling him into the huge mushroom.

The hair ball jumped on Lin Chou's shoulder. There was a small space in the big mushroom. The calf embryo still wrapped in the amniotic membrane was connected with countless hyphae. The other end of the hyphae was a huge one with a length of tens of meters. Female bullying.

Many hyphae hang down from the inner wall of the big mushroom, which penetrates deeply into the body of the female bullock.

Half of the snake's head hung on the body of the cow that was long dead, slowly losing its color and becoming shriveled.