Chapter 95: Hanging goods, black feathers, returning from the rivers and lakes (3)

The world is getting more and more fantasy. "
It took a long time to digest what he said, Yun Che could not help but sigh, and then sighed softly: "Maybe there have been other civilizations or species on the earth, but that is past tense, and it has nothing to do with us, But you, you can only fight with strong physical strength outside? "
Regardless of whether Black Yu's guess is correct, Yun Che doesn't want to pay too much attention. He only cares about the present and only the people and things related to him, but he doesn't worry about Black Yu. His physical strength is almost arrogant. Reached the point of physical sanctification, as long as the last situation was avoided, he can walk in the outside world side by side, at least escape is no problem, anyway, with his insignificance and shameless lower limit, escape should be no pressure of.
"Yes, is there any daddy?"
He raised his head and looked at him with grievances.
Is this the rhythm to prepare for playing routine again?
Yun Che, who had known him for a long time, drew a corner of his mouth, and suddenly stood up and shook his hand: "It seems the weather is good today, then what? I guess I won't be able to stop for a while. I'll get some fish and shrimp game. What, everyone dinner together in the evening, make a good noise of our new house. "
Having said that, Yun Che quickly changed into sportswear and was ready to go into the mountains.
"The host doesn't take you like this, you should first calm me, and then promise to protect me in the future, will give me more energy bars, and love me more and hurt me, why do n’t you follow the routine? "I don't care, let's try again. You must be very, very gentle to soothe my badly wounded soul."
Fluttering on his four claws and holding his leg in his arms, Black Feather cried loudly and protested, but Yun Che, who heard what he said, only felt Tian Lei rolling, his facial muscles were pumping straight, damn, this pit, no matter how long If you do n’t see it, it ’s still the same. If you do n’t pay for yourself, who will accompany him to play the disgusting and deadly routine? Most importantly, he remembers that he has repeatedly reaffirmed many times. Spoiled him, loved him, and distressed him? Does he look like a pervert with such a heavy taste?
End of this chapter