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The float that floats on the water is sliding several times, and then there is no movement.

Sun Xiaoping ignored it, his eyes stared at the float and moved.

The float is slightly floating. After a while, it is about the dark shadow in the water. I saw that the float slammed into the water, and the fishing rod quickly slipped toward the water.

Sun Xiaoping, a red, reached a copy, and has already caught the fishing rod.

This grabbed the fishing rod, he felt a strong force came from the fishing rod and dragging him to rush toward the river.

He quickly put some fish lines on the fishing rod to eliminate this huge tension. Prevent fish lines from being broken.

At the same time, his hand couldn't shake his fishing, making it unloaded from the Boxing through the unloading power, and constantly removes the giant strength of the underwater black shadow. It is not entangled with the fish line.

The huge black shadow struggles in the water, naturally, it is more urgent, but also makes the whole body, constantly struggling, smashing the fish hook, the smashing it in its mouth.

The blood of the silk appeared from its mouth, slowly floating in the water, and was scattered by the river.

Sun Xiaoping stood firmly stood in the same place, and it did not move.

The movements in his hands are not stopped. The fishing rod jitter, the fish line keeps stadaking, in this stretching, the giant force issued by the black shadow is lost.

The two sides stalemate, who can't do anyone.

Sun Xiaoping's consumption is very large, and the fish is jittered for a long time. It is unloaded. His hand is sour, full of sweat, and the clothes are also wet.

At this time, his life was fully improved. Despite the huge spending, the fishing rod in his hand continued to maintain a fixed jitter frequency, and there was no relaxation.

Yang Xiaoyan looked around, distressed a handkerchief from the body, helping Sun Xiaoping wiped the sweat on his face.

The hand is soft, when wiped on the face, with the body of Yang Xiaoyan, do not live in the nose of Sun Xiaoping, quite good.

Sun Xiaoping tickled in my heart, I couldn't help but kissed her white and tender little hand.

Yang Xiaoyan was shocked, and quickly recovered his own little hand, and he gave a punch on his back.

This person, I have to be funny. It's really bad.

Sun Xiaoping laughed, and the spirit was one, and it felt that the strength was increased, and it began to fully with the black shadow in the water.

In this way, I have adhered to nearly more than 20 minutes, slowly, the strength of the black shadow struggling in the water gradually decreased, and began to floating into the water as the jitter of the fish line, turned out to be a huge old king.

This old king is very large, its armor is much larger than the big iron pot pot of the cooked food in Sun Xiaoping, the limbs are kept in the water, the neck is pulled by the fish line, and the old Long old.

A pair of green bean big king is great. The hatred looks at Sun Xiaoping and Yang Xiaoyan in the shore, and can't bite two people.

The king eight was pulled from the bottom of the water from the bottom of the water. The balance of victory has completely fell into Sun Xiaoping.

At this time, his heart relaxed under the bottom, and the fishing rod slowly dragged on the water, consumed at a little bit of the energetic.

The king has been completely ignored, and she is appointed from Sun Xiaoping, and he pulled the shallow boake from the deep water area.

Its pair of green bean is dead, staring at Sun Xiaoping, showing angry light.

It knows that the feet monster in front of you make yourself be deceived, escaping.

If the eyes can kill, it is estimated that Sun Xiaoping has already been shot into a honeycomb by the East-hated eyes.

Finally, the king is dragged from the shallow boach by Sun Xiaoping to the shore, and the fish line in the water and can pull the king eight. When I arrived on the shore, the king's limbs were placed, and the weight of its own, the fishing line and the fishing rod could not bear it, and there was no way to pick it up.

Sun Xiaoping simply let Yang Xiaoyan take the fishing rod, and jumped into the river, hugging the king.

He carefully took out the fishing hook in the king of the king, put the king eight on the ground. At this time, I saw the huge body of the king's eight.

This one-to-one diameter visual measure should be between the three to one meter, the weight is very heavy, Sun Xiaoping has just hugged, and it is definitely more important than the stone grind of his own grinding tofu. That stone mill is ninety. Many pounds!

Its whole body is close to olive black green, slightly upwards in the back, extension from the middle, and stretch the limbs, and the neck is as long as the snake.

The green bean eye of the king's eight-head is staring at the two standing two-foot monsters around the side. It seems that I want to find a chance to rush to bite a bite to revenge blood hate, but I am looking for a chance to escape two feet. Claw.

Such a big old king. It's just imagined.

Yang Xiaoyan saw stunned, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

She suddenly reached out and screwed up in the waist of Sun Xiaoping, and she screamed with Sun Xiaoping.

He glared at Yang Xiaoyan: "You are crazy, and I will screw me again without reason."

Yang Xiaoyan said that he said: "I thought it was dreaming just now. So I screwed you, now I am sure, this is not dreaming, this is a reality. We really can't catch a big guy."

Nima! Sun Xiaoping was in the air.

Yang Xiaoyan was completely excited, and took out the mobile phone to the king's eight-one, there were all angles.

Finally, I saw the big armor, I have been interested, she stands carefully, actually feels very stable, not happy, she squats on the armor, one taking the back, there is still no place Shout, "Driving, Driving, Wang Baxu!" The feelings are the king of eight as a horse.

Nima, the turtle is not a horse!

The king's eight grief is abnormal, and the stretch of the neck, wants to bite this two feet who take himself as a horse ride.

Unfortunately, the king's eight neck is not long enough. I can't turn it on the back, I can't bite.

Yang Xiaoyan played for a while in the back of the old king, starting to put the shape to make Sun Xiaoping to take pictures, and waste a lot of memory.

With such a big harvest, the two don't want to catch any more, Sun Xiaoping put the remaining bait in the bait tank into the river, and it is a reward for the king of the river.

Sun Xiaoping struggled to pick up the king eight, Yang Xiaoyan took the fishing rod. The plastic bucket is followed behind.

I have gone away, I came to the place where Sun Renshui Fishing Wang Ba, he has not yet left, sitting under the bottom of the river, is staring at the float on the water.

I heard the voice of Sun Xiaoping smiled, he couldn't help but shook his head.

Hey! Young fishing is no patience, this long time, I can't stay.

He looked back and greeted two people. He turned back, and his eyes suddenly made a boss, almost couldn't believe it all the eyes saw.

"What is the Pingzi Hug, Wang Ba? Actually caught such a big king!"

Sun Youtroke was completely messy. When he could catch a 20 pound of Wang Ba, it was ambiguous, and some people had 20,000 yuan to buy, it is still four or five years ago.

Sun Xiaoping, this king is so big, how much can I sell now?

Sun Xiaoping hit a greeting with Sun Yanyu, and continued to walk at home with Yang Sister.