In the sky, whistling, Big Mac bats have rushed to their heads, and can rush to front of them.
"Damn, you want to eat me, which is so simple?"
Feng Chenglin roared and half knelt on the wooden door. His hands were in the shape of a beast. He was ready to take a killing move first and give the other party a horse power.
Who knows --
"don't do it!" Ling Luoyu's warning voice rose abruptly in the back.
Before Feng Chenglin understood, a force of gravity suddenly hit his back, pushing him heavily on the wooden door.
"San Shao..."
Needless to say, he knows who moved the hand.
"What are you doing..."
Why don't he do it?
"Hula..."
Groups of Big Mac bats, whistling over him, came by with their hands to pull some rice fields, landed on the body of fengchenglin, and stuffed the students behind him back.
"These disgusting..."
He turned his head quietly, only to find Ling Luoyu lying on the door plank, looking at the giant bat flying over the top of his head and sweeping towards the rear.
On her body head, also fell some rice fields altogether, quite embarrassed.
"San Shao..."
He aimed at the black bat overhead and did not dare to move.
"These guys Isn't it vegetarian? "
Otherwise, how can you be indifferent to these two big pieces of fat?!
The answer to him was the shrill cry of the old shopkeeper.
When the wind became Linton, he puffed his mouth and lay back on the door: "it seems These guys are not vegetarians, they are picky And it's a bit heavy. I like the dried bacon Maybe you have a chew on your head
He said to himself, fragmentary read, Ling Luoyu but by the rope, floated to him: "fat man, do you smell the smell of blood?"
Feng Chenglin said: "I smell the smell of blood, but the smell of dried meat is very heavy Eh... "
He suddenly found that the old shopkeeper's roar was not emphasized.