If Yang Yu really classified it as a pet, then when he gave Clover to her in the future, he would not be grateful, but would look like he was giving alms.
He Meng would never allow this to happen.
If He Meng had a pair of cute big eyes like Caroline's, she would definitely look at Yang Yu with resentment through the gap in the shield.
Yang Yu was totally unaware of He Meng's little thoughts.
Originally, communication between two races with language barriers was like speaking different languages, so cross-server chatting was also a very normal thing.
In addition, although He Meng was paddling all day long, he could still be useful at critical moments.
Therefore, Yang Yu was sure that He Meng did not really hate him. He had long regarded himself as He Meng's owner and treated He Meng as a proud cat.
Look, isn’t the old arrogant girl starting to become more delicate now
After falling off Lothkar's back, Yang Yu and Dongmu attacked the tall snowman.
Although it was called an attack, in fact, what Yang Yu and his team had to do was defense, just to use up the time of the Snowmen [Gods descending from heaven to earth] so that the Silver Fang Clan would have the strength to challenge the Snowman Clan.
A large hand attacked, but Yang Yu dodged the snowman's attack by leaning sideways.
As his level increases, Yang Yu’s speed is much faster than before.
The enlarged snowman gained a lot of attribute improvements, but lost a lot of speed. Trying to deal with the agile Yang Yu was like slapping a mosquito that was flying around him 24 hours a day.
"[Shadow Fraud]"
A black shadow attached to the blade. Yang Yu jumped back to avoid the snowman's falling fist and slashed at the snowman's knuckles. Suddenly, a long wound appeared and blood flowed out.
“Ahhh—”
The snowman who was hit let out a sharp howl and raised his hands. He didn't expect that Yang Yu's attack would break his defense.
"Is the injury serious?"
A fighting snowman sent a greeting, and Dongmu took this opportunity to get close to him and clenched his fist.
"[Broken Blow]"
Gold lingered around his fist, and Dongmu punched the kneecap of the comforting snowman.
The snowman who came to visit knelt down on the spot, startled by a chill, his expression twisted into a thick knot.
A skill that can ignore a certain level of defense, very effective against snowmen with high defense.
Without a moment's breath, Dongmu felt a gust of wind rushing down from the top of his head. When he looked up, he saw Fred's fist coming towards him.
He took a step back with his right leg, half-leaned down, accumulated strength, and then punched forward.
The collision of fists, big fist against small fist.
The ground cracked under the frozen trees, sending icy winds sweeping around.
From a distance, it looked like Frozen Wood was smashed into the ground by Fred's punch, but in fact, Frozen Wood possessed strength that was no less than Fred's.
His fists were shaking, but his legs did not, and they remained firmly rooted to the ground.
"This orc general is a strength type like me. Help me bury him!"
The snowman, who was hit on the knee, raised his fist with his teeth bared.
I saw a round light blue sphere flying onto his shoulder, and the next moment, a flashy man appeared next to the blue sphere and his heel landed firmly on his shoulder.
The strange thing was that the man didn't have any weapons in his hands, but instead held a bucket of water, which he poured on his face.
The golden liquid rushed towards him, and the snowman subconsciously closed his eyes and was splashed with the golden liquid in his face.
What is this? It's not water
Oil? Is it vegetable oil made by humans
Just as he thought of this, a pungent smell entered the snowman's nostrils. He just opened his eyes and tried to catch sight of Yang Yu's figure, but saw a flaming metal gadget flying towards him and hitting him in the face.
The scorching flames instantly spread across the snowman's face, and a howl of pain came out of his mouth unconsciously.
Putting down his arm that was about to hit the frozen wood, the snowman slapped his face, trying to put out the flames on his face, but unexpectedly the flames on his face spread further to his hairy arms.
In order to put out the flames on his body, the burning snowman completely ignored the Rose soldiers behind him and fell backwards, crushing countless Rose soldiers and rolling back and forth on the snow.
"Aggreko!"
Seeing this scene, Fred subconsciously called out the name of the snowman whose face was burning.
It was this moment of hesitation that gave Dongmu the opportunity.
Retracting his arms, Dongmu used all his strength to push Fred's fist out, escaping from Fred's attack range and making his punch miss.
Before Alex fell, Yang Yu jumped off him with He Meng and caught the lighter that was still burning in mid-air.
What Yang Yu threw out was gasoline.
Originally, Yang Yu planned to use the gasoline to draw out a motorcycle or a car for racing, but after drawing again and again, Yang Yu failed to draw those two means of transportation, so he just used it.
As for the lighter he threw out, it was different from the plastic lighters that cost RMB 1.5 on the street stalls. It was a lighter called Zippo. It was not only beautiful, but its flame could also withstand strong winds. It was a rare prop.
Such an important thing naturally needs to be recycled.
After turning off the switch of the lighter, Yang Yu let go of his hand again because of the hot metal shell of the lighter.
The lighter fell into the snow. Yang Yu squeezed it into a ball along with some melted ice and soil and finally recovered the lighter.
At this time, Dongmu had retreated to the vicinity of Yang Yu and said with a smile: "You said you didn't have a good idea, it really helped a lot."
"It was just a sudden inspiration, and I happened to think of something useful." Yang Yu said modestly, and took out the shield again and grabbed He Meng who fell on his shoulder.
Just as he was about to stuff He Meng into the gap between his arm and the shield again, He Meng jumped in front of Yang Yu, pointed at himself, then pointed at Yang Yu, as if he wanted to say something.
However, the situation was urgent, so Yang Yu picked up He Meng and ran away.
The flames on Alex's body gradually went out as he rolled in the snow. Yang Yu's fire actually burned away nearly one-third of Alex's blood and left him in a burned state. Even if he could stand up and fight again, his combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.
As the snowman general, Fred certainly could not accept this result. Their proud and tall bodies actually suffered in this way.
Moreover, since everything happened so suddenly, no one had expected this situation to happen, and many of the Rose soldiers behind Alex were killed or injured.
It's not easy to establish a certain degree of goodwill with humans...
Once this incident spreads, it will inevitably make humans fear the Yeti again, which will be detrimental to the future development of the race.
Raising his huge hands, Fred pounded his chest back and forth like a mad gorilla. His body suddenly became a little bigger, and he made the giant blood flowing in his blood boil.
(End of this chapter)