Chapter 87： Desire of the Beast Mother (20)

Xia Qiu carefully looked at Ling Ziyue again, only to feel a little strange, but could not see anything, but the picture of the sleeping animal in the middle of the year was breathing. The breath is suddenly heavy ...

Is Ling Ziyue going to succeed?

Xia Qiu immediately looked away and walked towards another crowd.

On this site, in addition to Ling Ziyue, there are many people sitting on the ground casually, communicating the pictures of the year of the beast, and people try it almost every day, but the year of the beast is still in the city ...

At this moment, Xia Qiu was wearing a black cloak, so walking to the floor and sitting on the ground was not noticeable at all.

No matter what happened, Xia Qiu held his breath for the first time, spreading the spiritual power to the New Year Beast Map, and when the spiritual power just came into contact with the gray matter. There was a ash around the sudden ground, and she seemed to appear in a gray chaos.

It was full of people, and people kept appearing and disappearing ...

A solid gray staircase stretched to the high platform of the sky in this chaos, and the Nian beast lay on the high platform and fell asleep.

Only on the high platform can we communicate with the beast of the year! The first time anyone would think so.

So in front of Xia Qiu, a crowd of black people kept pushing towards the gray scale, but where is the gray scale so easy to climb? When they reached a certain height, those people were like dumplings, and fell inexplicably.

At this moment, Xia Qiu looked up. The distant height was like the sky. There were two backs, one fiery red and one silver gray. They appeared on the sky one after the other, as if they were only a few dozen steps to reach the high platform. ...

Xia Qiu hurried to the gray steps and reached out to touch the gray steps.

Looking at the fiery red and silver gray that was scrambling to climb forward, Xia Qiu calmly touched the gray scale and called in his heart.

"Niantu! Wake up, don't sleep, see what delicious food I brought to you?"

Various race strong people shattered their heads and wanted to go to the high stage and want to win the New Year's Beast, but no one knows that the body of the New Year's Beast is actually the gray step in front of them ...

The lazy beast that is delicious by nature does not belong to Ling Ziyue, but Ling Ziyue has tempered the bones with diluted beast spirit fluid. The body has only the smell that World of Warcraft can smell, which attracts him to wake up from his sleep. For the sake of deliciousness, I threw out all the others directly and took the initiative to contact Ling Ziyue.

"Year chart, hundred years of Luo Luo fruit, dried seed tilapia! It smells amazing!" Xia Qiu continued temptingly.

There was a quiet, gray and chaotic air flowing around him, as if something had been tempted, anxious to scratch his ears.

Grunting, the sound of swallowing saliva sounded like a thunderous thunder in Xia Qiu's heart. The gray spirit suddenly tangled around Xia Qiu's side, and then fell to the ground and turned into a fat, fat boy.

The little boy rushed forward, closed his eyes and sniffed around Xia Qiu, then looked at Xia Qiu with disappointment and anger.

"You lie! There are no Luo Luo Guo and Zi Luo Yu! Big liar!"

A smudge of gray mang escaped from the boy.

Seeing that the picture of the seduced New Year's beast was about to run away, Xia Qiu rushed over and grabbed his thick wrist, then pressed anxiously.

"You believe me, the Luo Luo Guo and Zi Luo Yu I prepared are in this city, do you smell?"

The boy then gave her a suspicious look, raised his face and sniffed a few times. After a while, the whole face suddenly turned on.

"Success! For the sake of your rules, let's say, what do you want me to do for you?"

The fat face like a round cake can barely see the dripping eyes. Xia Qiu put his heart down and looked around. I do n’t know when the crowded people in the gray chaos have disappeared. She and Nianjutu came alone. space.

"Master Niantu, I want you to help me manage a friend ..." Xia Qiudao.

Nianxu's eyes widened, as if two round black apricot kernels were cracked on the fat face. "Then you're looking for the wrong person, I won't treat it, you should go to Dongshan's old immortal tree spirit, or that elf The spring of the tribe's life ... I won't, I won't. "