Those Years When I Was an Animal

I don't know who started first. All the people started with Yu Qingyu.

, they were looking for Hans's fork. They would naturally carry weapons, sticks, spades, and rope.

Han Zhujing hurried forward to stop him. So many people had been staring at him. He couldn't move. He could only shout to let Yu Qingyu run quickly. Soon, his mouth was covered.

Hans took advantage of the chaos to sneak away, and his hands tied behind his back made it more difficult for him to walk in the mountains at night.

He staggered a few times and fell to the ground. He touched the wound on his body. He didn't resist the "ouch" sound. Naturally, he was caught back.

Han's mother's eyes at him can be described as killing. Yu Qing Yu Hao does not doubt that if Han's mother is untied, she will not hesitate to rush to Hans and scratch his face.

Yu Qingyu stood not far away and looked at the scene of them beating a dead dog in turn. He despised them in his heart.

I don't even know when he ran away. I want to kill him. It's so stupid!

Finally, the gang thought that Huang Daxian must be dead. They breathed a sigh of relief and searched the corpse carefully.

"Sleeping trough! It's not yellow, it's a dog

"Where has the yellow skin gone

"It's over. It's over. We're all done. He's gone. We're dead."

Look, it's Wong Tai Sin that you can use, but you don't need to be yellow skin. Tut...

suddenly, there was an evil wind blowing on the ground, and the black grass ash on the ground rolled up a tornado, which made people unable to open their eyes.

A few timid people had already scared their pants and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy. In the night, a dark shadow was floating in the air, with long hair flying, and they could not see their faces clearly. But the powerful momentum made everyone unable to resist.

Only Han Zhujing is staring at the system, as if wondering why he is floating in the air.

"Eh?" the system whispered. It was strange and fierce that the boy could not be affected by his momentum.

However, the system is not comfortable to pay more attention to him. There are many strange things in the world. As long as it does not hinder him, it will be fine.

Yu Qingyu surrounded the group with a group of descendants in a round shape

the Weasels all stood up and made different sounds, which seemed to be carrying out some mysterious ceremony.

several people were directly frightened, and others trembled and shudder together, and in their hands they were still holding the spade against it.

Yu Qingyu once again pretended to be forced to appear. He jumped onto the stone and sighed.

He didn't plan to move them tonight. He wanted to keep them playing slowly, but... If he wanted to die, what could he do? Of course, they are.

With a wave of Yu Qingyu's paws, the white powder blew to their side along with the wind. After a while, all the weapons of those with weapons fell to the ground, and they fell down with softness.

Why do you have to fight and kill in such a labor-saving way? You have to eat two more drumsticks.

Yu Qingyu waved his paws, and all of his posterity grandchildren rushed to gnaw at human beings.

A sound of scream mixed in the wind, it sounded more miserable infiltration, Yu Qingyu himself did not resist shaking body.

Almost time later, he called, and the weasels and wolves all returned to their original positions.

Although those people didn't die, they were more miserable than death. Women's disfigurement, countless wounds on their bodies, and men's destroying chickens. Yes, that's the chicken.

Only Han Zhujing is intact, but his eyes are as cold as ice, dark and bottomless.