When the little wild boar is severely injured, it can also make a grunting sound. [顶[点][小[说，
Poor, could it be that the black and short hanging silk can only be related to masturbation? Are the pronunciations similar? Wu Zhe thought about it.
Although the little wild boar injured the position of the spar, Wu Zhe was not injured. From this, he knew that the little wild boar was a small weakness. Although it won't really peck the spar, but the degree of pain is definitely great.
The death of a Xuanwu soldier, or damage to the forehead spar, although it will slightly affect the emotions of the Xuanwu female general at the control end, will not cause substantial harm. At most, it is equivalent to the same effect as [Dropped], and it is no longer possible to send messages by remote control. Otherwise, when the Xuanwu female general is in command of the battle formation, if he is in pain because of the death of the Xuanwu soldiers, he will not be able to command the battle.
Wu Zhe watched the little wild boar roll over with compassion.
It's really embarrassing for the poor black short and small wild boar to pursue Bai Fumei's Hai Dongqing to get such a result.
After the little boar got up, he climbed up the table clumsily again with tears in his eyes.
Ga—Haitongqing turned her head away from it as if humming.
This is the gap, Wu Zhe has to admit that the world of beasts also has its own rules of identity differences.
"If you didn't hurt me, I would have roasted you into KFC Orleans chicken wings." Wu Zhe pointed to Hai Dongqing.
If Wu Zhe hurt herself through the spar of the little wild boar, she might be angry and clean up Haidongqing.
If it is really baked, it is a waste of money.
Costin was originally an outstanding one among falcons, and the snow-white Costin is even more precious. If the child hadn't been taken away, the hunter would be reluctant to abandon this Haidongqing. Such a well-preserved and uninjured Costin can be sold for at least a hundred taels of silver.
Seeing the unavoidable result of Falcon Feitong's death, which was more serious than chicken-flying-egg beating, the hunter gritted his teeth and ran away quietly to avoid getting into a lawsuit. In the end, Wu Zhe took advantage of it. This Costin is worthless.
Even if the hunter came to ask for it again and made a fuss with the government, no one would support the hunter. It doesn't make sense logically, and it's the same in fact.
After Hai Dongqing captured the child Gao Fei, the hunter gave up chasing and ran away on his own, which was equivalent to giving up possession of Hai Dongqing. Then Wu Zhe caught it again. But it's completely changed hands. After all, the wild Haidongqing was caught the second time, so it should have changed hands. Therefore, everyone in the market had no objection to Wu Zhe taking Costin away.
Of course, even if the hunter seeks the government to file a lawsuit, he is asking for trouble. And would Wu Zhe be short of that hundred taels of silver? Any silver thrown with a casual shake of the hand can crush a black-hearted hunter to death.
"Lulu—" The little wild boar swayed its fat body, and approached the basin very clumsily, and ate up the fresh beef strips.
From time to time, the little wild boar would look back, as if he still hoped that Hai Dongqing could take a look at him.
This time, Bai Fumei didn't give it any chance, she didn't even look at it, and directly glanced at other places.
Wu Zhe looked at these two animals interestingly. In a flash, he was already in front of Hai Dongqing.
Hai Dongqing was startled and was about to react. But Wu Zhe, who had already caught it, grabbed it by the neck again, and a burst of vitality poured into it.
Hai Dongqing only felt that the strength in his whole body disappeared quickly, and fatigue emerged quickly.
This is the result of Wu Zhe's proficiency in the principles of body functions.
Use vitality to enhance the vitality of Costin, but at the same time increase a large amount of creatine fatigue substances. In this way, Costin will feel tired quickly.
Under normal conditions, as a medium-sized raptor, Costin can last for about ten days without eating in a healthy state.
But this one is not healthy. It can only be called sub-health. Because he was captured by a hunter before, he has been on a hunger strike until now. Wu Zhe sent someone to beat him down with a hidden weapon. Although the injury has been healed in the carriage, the vitality of the body has been consumed a lot.
Bai Fumei Hai Dongqing, who had been flailing with the little wild boar for so long just now, couldn't stand up anymore under Wu Zhe's move, and collapsed on the ground as soon as her paws softened.
Tiring it was not enough, Wu Zhe used vitality to invade Costin's brain appetite and food enzyme secretion glands. Make it extremely hungry.
"Hey, the time to boil the eagle is too long, let's take a shortcut." Then, Wu Zhe smiled and sat down on the seat, watching how Haidongqing would react.
This was Wu Zhe's brainstorming idea.
What is the most critical element of boiled eagle? In the state of extreme fatigue of the falcon. Subconsciously begin to accept human food. This creates a sense of dependence on humans.
Ordinary hunters need to spend three days, three nights or even five days and five nights without sleep, constantly stimulating the falcon and not letting it rest, to achieve this effect.
But Wu Zhe has superb control power, incomparable physical nerve knowledge, and heaven-defying power to control vitality. If such a good condition is not used, how can she, as a peerless lazy person, let this lazy way go
Hai Dongqing, who was extremely tired, lay on the ground for a long while, her snow-white falcon chest undulating slightly, which made her feel like a beauty panting.
Wu Zhe glanced at Hei Aizuo again.
Sure enough, the little wild boar looked at Hai Dongqing, and there seemed to be something strange in the swirling eyes of the pig.
Wu Zhe simply suspected that if it weren't for the fact that they were different species, and the little wild boars were not up to the standard age, they might just take the opportunity to fuck them...
But at least this little boar will take advantage of the opportunity? Wu Zhe reckoned that Liang Ya would get under Costin's wings again as a duvet cover.
At this time, Hai Dongqing rested for a long time before slowly straightening up, and reluctantly regained the stick posture of a superior falcon standing on it.
It also seemed to be watching the little wild boar staring at him, fearing that it would be used as a duvet cover again or be retaliated, and struggled up.
But the slightly trembling feathers and the slightly lifeless falcon eyes have completely betrayed its image. Anyone can see that the bird's condition is at the end of its strength.
"Lulu—" The little wild boar seemed to see Hai Dongqing's embarrassment, and yelled at it twice, but didn't know what to say.
Hai Dongqing seemed to understand it, twisted his neck and turned his head away from looking at it.
But this Bai Fumei's falcon eyes were attracted by the only pot of chicken strips left on the table.
For Haidongqing whose esophagus has been stimulated, this chicken is extremely delicious, attracting its attention just like [Poisonous mouth mouth mouth] is to [Guangyin Junzi].
Do you want to eat? Wu Zhe picked up a piece of chicken with a smile and threw it not far in front of Hai Dongqing.
But this falcon bird raised its head proudly, resolutely refusing to give in to what was bestowed by humans.
"See how long you can bear it." Wu Zhe directly held another chicken strip, and approached Costin. (To be continued..)