Fight,Primitive Man

"It's really delicious. This taste is called a fragrance. I haven't eaten for 20 years. It's so delicious that I can't stand it. "

Mo Shi was eating the barbecue and drinking the hot broth while he was full of praise.

Chu Dong simply ate some.

Mo Shi is like a glutton. He has wrapped a whole thigh meat and a pot of broth. He can't see how such a half old man, who is not too tall, can swallow the back leg meat of the same height into his stomach.

"Oh Hello I'm so full. "

Master Mo felt his stomach, which was not bulging at all. He was quite satisfied.

For Mo Shi to eat the whole hind leg meat have no any change, Chu Dong is already see no wonder.

"Chu'er, how can you eat so little? You know, eating the hind leg meat of the cold ice buffalo can enhance the cold ice attribute of the force. Don't think it's enough to absorb the force of heaven and earth with the skill of the sky. "

"The so-called force between heaven and earth can exist in the air, in the water, and in the human body. The more fierce the beast is, the purer the force in the flesh is, and it can add attributes to the force that has no attributes."

"Master Mo, why didn't you say that earlier?"

"Hey, you didn't ask. Or do you think I'll eat the whole leg? Delicious is delicious. It's also good for the purification of the force. "

Chu Dong looked at Mo Shi's complacent appearance, but he was speechless for a moment.

"Or, master Mo, do you have another way to get another thigh? Isn't there supposed to be two thighs on the back of this chilly green cow? "

The ink master has a straight face.

"You think it's so simple? I did a sneak attack just now. If I do it again, I will get into trouble. Well, I'm full. Let's clean up. "

Chu Dong didn't know why, but he could see some problems from the expression and attitude of Mo Shi. He didn't say much now. He saw that there were still some leftovers, and they were all eliminated now.

After eating, Chu Dong silently refined the formula of the sky, and suddenly found that the force in the cold soup was pure and abnormal. Immediately, the force overflowed in his body, and his nose, mouth, ears and eyes were bleeding.

I see? It's not Mohist. I don't want to tell you. It's not easy to eat the cold beef hind legs. "

Mo Shi was quite gloating and burst out laughing.

But at this time, Chu Dong was at the critical time of practicing kung fu. He didn't respond to Mo Shi's laughter. He just practiced meditation.

In the middle of a nameless barren mountain deep in the wasteland, there is a very humble cave. But if someone can pass through this cave, he will find that there will be another cave after this cave.

A pair of eyes suddenly opened on a rock. They were the eyes of an old man who almost fused with the rock. Immediately, the whole cave was like two suns rising at the same time.

The old man, who has been in retreat for many years, has just recovered from the state of meditation and is still confused. If it wasn't for the wailing and wailing of his baby qingniu, he would not have interrupted his retreat.

As soon as the old man opened his eyes, a huge green bull with three legs came up. One of the right hind legs of the bull was cut off. The wound was covered with a layer of ice, so it didn't look bloody.

"Son of a bitch! Which bastard did it? "

The old man was furious and moved. The whole mountain roared, and then it fell into countless pieces.

The old man came out of the ruins and went to the cow whose hind leg had been cut off. He comforted the cow and said, "old man, I will find justice for you. It must be that greedy old blackhead. "

There are two big tears in the eyes of the ox.

The old man stretched out his hand and pressed the back leg of qingniu. The thick ice on the wound of qingniu melted away under the touch of his palm, showing a bloody wound.

But soon something came out of qingniu's bloody wound. It turned out that a thin leg came out of qingniu's wound.

Although the scene is strange, the thin calf like hind legs grow up in a short time, and become as thick as the original one. It's just a new feeling, and the others are not much different.

"Old blackhead, I can't spare you. Let's go, Da Qing. Go and settle with him! "

With that, the old man sat on the back of qingniu.

The cold ice green ox gave out a angry roar. His hooves moved. In the blink of an eye, he ran out of the cave and appeared on the wasteland. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the middle of the sky. He was able to take advantage of the wind and go to the place where Mo Shi lived in seclusion.

The cold ice green cow carried the old man to the top of the ink master's field at a very fast speed."Old blackhead, give me an explanation, or I'll never end with you!"

The old man's roaring voice sounded like thunder over the valley where Mo Shi lived in seclusion.

At this time, this seemingly ordinary Valley, because of the field of Mohist, could not lock the position of Mohist.

Even with the old man's power, it's impossible to find the position of Mohist in a short time. Even if you find it, you can only rely on your strength to break through the field.

"Old friend, why are you so angry? Come in and have some broth

The lifeless Valley suddenly changed, and a green valley appeared in front of the old man.

Old man qingniu was surprised to see the ink master sitting in the front of the valley wooden house. He didn't expect that the other side could open his own field door so easily.

According to the old blackhead's temper, you have to juggle with yourself for a while.

"Old bull, here you are. Why is it so angry? "

"Old blackhead, you stole my cold hind legs again. Today I will beat you hard."

With that, the black faced old bull's hands began to brew. Above his head, black clouds began to gather rapidly.

"Well, old bull, don't get angry. I have found a good disciple for you and me. "

However, Mo Shi pointed to Chu Dong who was in the middle of the movement with his hand.

In the middle of the air, the head of the old ox was ready to go. When he saw Chu Dong, his eyes suddenly brightened and he patted the head of the green ox gently.

Da qingniu reluctantly fell to the ground. A pair of Da qingniu's eyes glared at Mo Shi and made a roar like a tiger, but his tail was caught between his legs and kept retreating.

But the old ox head is floating down from the ox's back, directly to Chu Dong's body, carefully look at Chu Dong, and then grin.