Chapter 3219

Ling Han walked a circle, and soon caught a goat, to call for snow to deal with.

Before long, the fragrance came again.

Ling Han moved his fingers and immediately tore off a piece to eat.

The little pink pig also whimpered, opened its mouth, a pair of I want to eat the appearance.

Call snow to feed the little pink pig gently.

Although the pig is not big, its appetite is amazing. It eats meat one by one, as if it won't be full.

Its belly is very fat and round, but no matter how much meat it eats, it doesn't see its belly bulging, as if it were a bottomless pit.

It's delicious and lustful.

In a short period of time, Ling Han has found two "characteristics" of this pig, which can be summed up as a waste.

A sheep was quickly divided up, Ling Han ate nearly half of it, and the little pink pig almost ate half, and the rest was wiped out by the maid.

This pig is a real eater.

In the evening, call snow for fear of the little pink pig frozen, will this little fat pig in the chest, will this fat pig to happiness, eyes are shining.

In the middle of the night, the pig snored as expected.

I want to kill it.

The next day, Ling Han and Zhao Xue continued to walk towards the middle of the mountain.

There is no array suppression here, but the natural dangerous mountains and rivers are also difficult to move forward and full of danger. In addition, there are powerful monsters here. There are more than ten veins, even the exchange of blood is not without it.

There is no way, the terrain here is too dangerous, the four flags are difficult to pull in, and real experts, how can they come here?

So, there's no one here.

However, jiuyancao is only a legend. As early as more than 20 years ago, Huju city was just established. A large number of experts once mobilized to sweep the surrounding area, and then someone found jiuyancao here.

It's been more than 20 years. Who knows if jiuyancao still exists? Maybe it's extinct in the great change of environment.

The place is too big. Although Ling Han and Zhao Xue try to find it, if they want to turn this area around, it will not take ten days and a half months.

It's been a long time.

"Goo! Goo The little pink pig cried.

"Why?" Ling Han stares in the past, this kind of color pig should be slaughtered to do roast suckling pig.

"It's hungry." Call snow whispered, so a day or two, she has been and small suckling pig, no, little pink pig very familiar.

"Eat, eat, eat." Ling Han wiped the next mouth, "it's better to kill a roast suckling pig."

"No, no!" Call snow quickly shake his head.

The little pink pig is also glaring at Ling Han and howling, looking like a class enemy.

"Only can eat, can only color, why not eat?" Ling Han said.

"Oh! Oh The little pink pig screamed at Ling Han, as if he could understand human words.

This pig is really interesting.

"Little pig, you must prove yourself useful. The young master doesn't like useless things." The little maid kneaded the head of the little pink pig and spoke with great sincerity.

Pink pig means it's hurt. It's not a thing.

He held up his head with pride, as if I could do anything.

"Well, piggy, can you really do something?" Call snow surprise tunnel.

"Goo, goo!" Little pink pig nods hard.

Shit, this pig's a real killer.

"Little pig, you want to find jiuyancao. Do you know where it is?" Call snow to ask a way.

The little pink pig showed the color of thinking. After a while, it cried out and jumped out of the arms calling for snow and ran towards a place.

Eh, this guy really knows where jiuyancao is?

Ling Han and call snow to follow, but did not walk a few steps, then saw the little pink pig did not move, limbs open, lying on the ground.

"What kind of play is it?" Ling Han asked.

"Tired." Call snow to explain.

Is that tiring?

Ling Han looked at the distance the dead pig had gone through. At most, it would not be more than 100 Zhang. By the way, he was tired?

What a lazy pig.

"I'll hold you." Call snow to pick up the little pink pig.

"Gu --" the little fat pig made a comfortable cry, and rubbed his chest with the pig's head. The appearance of color fascination made Ling Han almost want to hit people.

However, this lazy pig is not completely irresponsible, it sticks out its fat hooves and points to the front.

Call snow to carry it, Ling Han is to follow behind.

Dead pigs don't blindly point straight ahead, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right. The road is very difficult.

Almost two hours later, the fat pig finally stopped talking.

"Eh?" Ling Han was stunned. There was a grass in front of him. It was about a foot long. The whole body was red. But in a large area near it, there was no weed.Jiuyancao!

Jiuyan grass has a great characteristic, that is, how high it grows, then in the area of nine times its length, it will not regenerate other plants and trees, because in such areas, the land is red, and no other things can grow.

Does this dead fat pig really find jiuyancao?

In addition to being able to eat, sleep and be lazy, he can actually do something practical.

"It's a little bit useful. I didn't eat my meal for nothing." Ling Han nodded.

He picked it up and put it in his bag.

"Come on, go back."

He smile, the operation of the extraordinary smooth, so on the last time, on the nine burning grass.

"What kind of pig is this pig? It's quite capable." Ling Han said with a smile that he reached out to catch the pig.

"Woo --" the color pig screamed and drilled into the chest calling for snow.

But how big is the chest? How to hide?

He was taken down by Ling Han.

The color pig is constantly spitting at Linghan. Although it is so big, the amount of saliva that comes out is amazing. It seems that there is a pouring rain. Linghan is not on guard and is immediately sprayed all over his face.

"Shit, you dead pig, I can't kill you!" Ling Han was so angry that he smashed it with one fist.

"Gu --" the little pink pig struggled in a hurry, but where he could get rid of it, he was beaten by Ling Han. However, the pig's courage is not small, not only did not counsel, spit more fiercely.

Bang bang bang, Ling Han repeatedly punches, poof poop, and the little pink pig is also salivating.

Finally, Ling Han stopped.

He threw the colored pig to call snow, and his face was surprised.

At first, he didn't use any strength, but later he added some punches. But when he hit the dead pig, it seemed that he had hit the cotton wadding, which was not stressed.

He had been exerting force, but he could not hurt the pig.

Weird, very weird.

No wonder this guy is plump and round, but he can be so moist in the big green mountains. He has not been bitten by any beast for a tooth sacrifice. Even if the monster of the level of blood exchange comes, he can't help his body.

"Color pig, I really despise you!"

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