Chapter 223: The Snake Demon Father's Poisonous Tongue Demon 18
Chapter 223 The snake demon father has a poisonous tongue and is a monster 18
The snake's head did not move, but its body swayed slightly.
The floating dust is carried around in the water.
The sound of water splashing.
The snake in the hand has a strong and strong body.
Fuchen hugged the big snake, climbed up, straddled the snake, held it with both hands, and pressed down.
cool.
Amang's snake rested with its head on the water and was too lazy to move the little baby on it.
Carp watched from a distance, shocked by the interaction between the child and the black python boss.
This familiarity, this aura, and that meanness - it's that smelly cat!
Fuchen turned his head, noticed the carp hiding behind the shale, and smiled strangely. He slapped the big snake, "Dad! Dad! He hit me!"
The carp froze with its wagging tail, turned around and ran away.
Amang was too lazy to participate in the farce between the children, "Fight it back yourself."
Fuchen turned around and saw that the other party had already dived into the water.
The red eyes shine brightly.
Carp is not an animal in deep water. In nature, it is almost at the bottom of the food chain. The big fish below will chase it to eat. Even if the carp becomes a spirit and has wisdom, it does not mean that it has the absolute strength to survive in front of the big fish.
.
Most likely he is hiding in a cave under the water.
No rush.
Five years later.
There was a little baby running high up in the mountain stream. The little baby was fat and fat and looked like a young baby. It was small, no more than a one-year-old human child.
At this moment, the little short legs were running very fast, and the blood-colored pupils were staring at the mountains and streams, looking thousands of miles away.
When a flash of orange appeared in his field of vision, Fuchen immediately jumped up.
The huge impact made Fuchen dive stronger and go deeper into the water. She held her breath, used her strength to turn an arc, caught the escaping carp, swam out of the water, and held the carp high.
Next to it is a cliff.
Fuchen climbed up the stone wall with one hand, relying on the strength of her upper body. Then she ran wildly, and Fuchen's figure was neat on the almost vertical stone wall. She could always easily find a foothold and step on it steadily.
We went ashore in twos and twos.
"Ah——" Fuchen opened his mouth wide, grabbed the carp and brought it to his mouth.
The teeth stood out like swords, and the sharp edges of the teeth were stained with blood, as if he was the next one.
The carp's round eyes were wide open, its mouth opened and closed, and it kept begging for mercy, "Don't! Don't!"
The wide-open mouth suddenly closed, as if a beheading platform fell in front of him.
The beard next to the fish's mouth is broken.
There is only a slight difference between the fish mouth and the "guillotine".
The next second, Fuchen grabbed the fish head and used the fish scales to brush his teeth.
The fish scales rise and fall.
It's as painful as scraping skin.
"Ah!" the carp spirit screamed, "Fuchen! You are a murderer! You will not die well!"
Fuchen didn't care, he snapped his fingers with one hand, and a pot immediately appeared next to him, with a burning flame underneath.
The fire was raging in the pot, and the water inside was boiling with white foam.
After brushing your teeth, poke your nose with a fish fin.
"Ah! Shi Ke can be killed and not humiliated! Ah ha ha!" Carp kept screaming.
The child's voice sounded like he was about to cry.
In the past few years, Fuchen has become more and more lewd and slutty, and every move he uses against him becomes more vicious and cruel.
Play with him no matter what.
The carp spirit was in so much pain, how could she endure such a monster?
"Ah, ah, cut." He rubbed his nose, sneezed happily, pushed up the dust, turned the fish over, put it on his face, and washed his face.
"Ah, it smells so good." Fuchen muttered.
The carp spirit roared angrily, "Eat me if you can!" His voice was full of grief and anger.
The boiling water in the pot is boiling.
The floating dust also obeyed, and he threw it away casually, and the carp went into the pot.
"Ah! Hot! Hot! Hot!" The carp kept jumping out of the pot, cursing.
Washing your body with hot water is also uncomfortable.
The carp noticed the edge of the pot and landed on it, "Ah, it's hot!"
Turn over and land on the edge of the pot on the other side, "Ah, hot!"
All hot!
But it's much better than boiling water in a pot.
The carp swayed on both sides of the pot and danced in fancy ways, trying not to fall into the water. He kept yelling, "You damn Fuchen! You torture me like this every day! You don't deserve to die!"
Fuchen laughed, took out the stone knife from his body, and smiled strangely.
Looking at Bai Ze's grimace every day, Fuchen learned to smile more than he should. The contempt, hollowness, and explicit desire in his eyes were shocking.
Fuchen stretched out his hand and accurately caught the carp dancing in the air.
Putting it in front of his eyes, he slowly picked up a piece of fish scale with the stone knife and stared at the white meat under the scale. "Oh, there are bugs here!" The tone was exaggerated and the smile was thick. The childish voice made the carp's head jump.
The next moment, the stone knife pressed down and the fish scales were dug out.
"Ah!" Carp cried out!
pain!
Fuchen said briskly, "Oh, these fish scales are no good. No need to thank me."
There were tears in the fish's eyes.
demon.
The devil whined.
Fuchen grabbed the stone and moved it down, picking up a red fish scale, and questioned seriously, "Why are these fish scales so black? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really embarrassing for the carp."
She didn't move her hands, and the expression on her face was so rich that those who heard it were frightened. They immediately jumped up and slipped out of the clutches.
Falling on the grass.
He jumped forward again, moving little by little.
Fuchen looked at it with a smile,
The carp jumped with a piece of flesh and blood, took one last leap, jumped off the cliff and disappeared from sight.
The water stream is several hundred meters deep.
If there is water, there is still life.
If it falls unstable, it's over.
Fuchen shouted leisurely and put away the stone knife, "Oh, don't worry about me."
"Get out!" A roar came from the bottom of the mountain.
Obviously, the luck of the carp spirit is very good.
Fuchen smiled, his red pupils showing a strange light.
Fight with me?
Still tender.
The dust holds grudges, and I remember all the grudges I had when I was a child.
She won't kill the little carp, but she will scare him when he sees her!
Every time the little carp was caught, she would be frightened and suffer all kinds of physical and physical pain - but here in Fuchen, she only moved a little bit.
After picking up the little carp, Fuchen entered the forest.
We just had frost yesterday, and today is the right time.
Fuchen turned into a kitten and quickly ran through the trees to find the mountain grapes.
Mountain grapes are so bitter and unpalatable that they are not eaten by birds or deer passing by. They often rot under their feet and continue to grow the next generation in the same place.
But after the frost, the mountain grapes changed and tasted very sweet.
The floating dust jumped and rolled into the mountain grape bushes. They climbed on small trees and large trees, and they grew densely.
Amang, a black snake as big as a bowl, was already there, eating grapes.
Black snakes sometimes have a taste.
"Going to bully Carp again?" Amang said calmly.
"Meow." The kitten jumped up from the dust and bit into a bunch of grapes. The grapes were pulled off by the force below.
The kitten bit the grape and muttered, "Just for fun."
Black Snake was noncommittal.
Kittens remember grudges, very well.
The brown bear that was chased and beaten as a child was also targeted by Fuchen.
Always play with it.
Winter ran into the cave, pulled the bear's ears and roared, forcing it to wake up from hibernation.
When spring begins, she is the first one to rush to occupy a position, turning into a brown bear. When he moves, she moves too. How he moves, she moves too.
Brown bear shoots people.
She immediately slapped him back. The force was so strong that the brown bear howled, turned around and ran away.
In the summer, the hornet's nest was thrown into the brown bear's cave, forcing it to move.
Even if he learns to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and no longer needs to eat, he will still threaten the two of them by eating and drinking.
The volume of air is as small as the passage ants drill through.
