Chapter 1197: Puddle killer

Moore rushed to the wall of the puddle, fixed like a bat to the wall of the earth, turned quickly, and saw a very fast figure.
The figure came straight at him, and Moore made a fist with his left hand, preparing to return with a fatal blow before the opponent's attack, but couldn't prevent the opponent from suddenly stopping.
"It's you?" Lan Ze relaxed his vigilance, the fish tail swayed a few times, and underflowed a stream of underwater.
The mermaid adapts to the deep waters, where the light is dim, so the eyes of the mermaid are most sensitive to the light. In this place, Lanze sees things much more clearly than Moore.
Moore also relaxed, and he forgot that Mermaid was also territorial conscious. Therefore, the attack on Lanze was not taken seriously, but there was no guilt. It is normal for the strong to invade the territory of the weak. Even if Lanze does not give it, he will inevitably take a piece of dirt.
Lanze looked at the bright light above and exhaled a series of bubbles, saying, "I was shocked by a loud noise just now and thought I was attacked."
Moore ignored Lanze and dug in a blank expression.
Lan Ze suddenly realized: "Qing Qing is going to play with mud again?" He lowered the volume and whispered: "Every time in the cold season, playing with mud, she likes strange things."
Suddenly, Lan Ze exploded all over his fins, only to feel that an overwhelming murderous intention enveloped himself. Looking up, Bai Qingqing's recently accepted Hawk companion is staring at himself.
Lanze fish tail stiffened, and then continued to swing, instinctively backed away a distance.
Moore glanced at Lanze with warning eyes. If it weren't because An An liked to play with his things, he might have killed him at the moment he heard him say Qing Qing.
Qingqing likes to play whatever he likes, and why should this fish put its beak! And Qing Qing is not for playing, but for making gifts for him and his cubs.
Seeing that the mermaid didn't continue to speak, Moore dug out a large mass of mud, let go, and his body floated up like foam.
Lan Ze exhaled with relief, a string of bubbles in his mouth, and said in abdomen: Qing Qing's partner is not a normal one, except for the leopard beast, all of them are deadly.
But the leopard beast is also really perverted, at a young age is the four-stripe beast. I think he is also a rare young strong in hundreds of thousands of fish, but it is far worse than the leopard beast. It is really a beast than a beast.
When Moore came out of the puddle, the wet body had formed a layer of frost as soon as it was blown in the cold wind. When he returned home, his upright black hair became a sculpture.
Bai Qingqing raised his head at the sound of footsteps, saw Moore's killing Matt hair, his expression stunned, and then laughed.
"You got into the water?"
"Well." Muir reached out the mud in his hand and showed it to Bai Qingqing. The mud was also frozen, like tofu dregs.
Bai Qingqing nodded: "That's it."
After saying this, he discovered the wound on Moore's arm, and his face was instantly changed into surprise, "You are injured! What's the matter?"
Moore looked at the wound with his head indifferent and said, "It's not accidentally scratched.
It was obviously a scratch, and Bai Qingqing glanced, "Do you think I am a pig? Is it Lanze? Why did he hurt you?"
Bai Qingqing walked to Moore's side while talking, blowing on his wound, "Fortunately, not very deep."
But this injury is not a trivial matter in the eyes of modern people. Three side by side wounds, more than twenty centimeters long and two centimeters deep, are not light.