Apocalypse: Xiaoye’s Strength and Dote on His Wife

After Fan Qianhan knocked down another mutated wild boar, the battle on Lin Luo's side has entered a stage of intensification.

"Aunt Ding, that's great—" several people shouted, and Ding Yu's mother, Ding Yunyi, also had a smile on the goddess's cold face, and then she held a hand with both hands that was bigger than her body. Twice as big, he slashed the hippopotamus' neck fiercely with the metal sword.

"Moo—" There was a fierce scream, and the rough-skinned and thick-skinned mutated hippopotamus was bloody from the knife. It wasn't deep, but it was enough.

Lin Luo's eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his arms, "Guys, hurry up, take advantage of its illness and kill it, attack the wound on its neck, don't be stingy with abilities—"

"Yes, Brother Luo—" The eyes of the younger brothers lit up, and then they rushed forward quickly.

Immediately, fish bones, fish bones, iron awls, metal wires, spider silk, and metal knives all threw towards them as if they were not moving forward. Throw it away with that wound.

Old Wang, who was watching, raised his hand and gave him a brain, and cursed, "You prodigal bastard."

"Oh, Dad, my ability can only be changed into food, and the food has been so good these two days, I haven't used the ability at all, it's a waste to waste it! What can I throw away if I don't use this? !" Wang Wanwan hugged the back of his head but did not dare to escape, if he escaped outside the rain cover and was trampled to death by a passing mutated animal, wouldn't he die unjustly!

Father Wang also knew this, so he slapped him two more brains through his hand, but he made up for the previous one, and he was relieved. Normally this kid would jump up and down, but he didn't hit him once, and he was very angry, now he's fine, he can hit anything he wants.

Father Wang glanced at him contemptuously: Little boy, you still dare to fight with your father, eight hundred years too early!

Wang Wanwan stared angrily, this is still his own son, the attack was so hot that tears almost fell out. However, men don't cry, stand up and masturbate!

In a fit of rage, he conjured up a black mass and threw it towards the hippopotamus.

"Moo—" hit the mouth and was swallowed by it in one gulp.

Father Wang: "..."

Unable to hold back, he patted him on the back of the head again, "Where are you throwing it, isn't this delivering food to that big guy! Also, what is that black lump of yours? It looks weird .”

Wang Wanwan touched his nose in embarrassment, but now he didn't dare to answer back, he just said, "I'm planning to sprinkle salt on its wound, but I can't change the salt, so I turned into a chili pepper." Come on, if one doesn't control it, it's a little burnt!"

Father Wang twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard that, "Stupid son, it's not a little burnt, it's all burnt."

Wang Wanwan touched his earlobe, "Hehe—"

There is no end to life, no end to battle. Lin Luo and the others, who didn't care about what Wang Wanwan fed the hippopotamus, were still grinding desperately at the wound. But at this moment, an accident happened.

The mutated hippopotamus that had been on the verge of dying suddenly mooed, struggling to get up, the huge body rolled over, turned back in an instant, and one foot was already standing up.

Seeing their frantically twisting bodies, they trembled a little.

Wang Wanwan rubbed his nose, turned to look at his father, "Do you think this has something to do with me?"

Father Wang glanced at him, and according to his stupid son's trouble-making nature, he thought it was very possible, "This is reality, and it's not that the game exploded before it died, so it's fine according to the level it was just now. I was directly ground to death, but now I am eating your food and standing up, do you think this is a coincidence?"

Wang Wanwan felt that he could still save it, "Maybe it was pretending just now, just to counterattack before dying?"

Father Wang squinted at him, "Oh, then you can apply for a new project, for example, a crazy mutant hippopotamus that is on the verge of death can use its brain to think and make a big counterattack before it dies. This kind of people The idea is worth noting!"

Wang Wanwan: "..."

He glanced at his father with a sad face, can he not dismantle it so smoothly! After all, he is his own son. Is there anyone who has his legs in the fire pit like this?

"Moo—"

Just when Wang Wanwan was stubborn and wanted to say something more, one leg of that crazy mutated hippopotamus that had stood up suddenly went limp, and then the entire huge body collapsed.

It fell to the ground with a "bang--", the blood on the neck splashed, the scarlet eyes that were open just now were also closed, and the movement caused by it just now dissipated instantly.

"This... is this dead?" Lin Luo looked at this scene with surprise eyes, and the joy on his face was beyond words.

"It's dead, it's really dead, Brother Luo, we really killed a fourth-order mutant animal with our own hands, it's amazing!"

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect that I would have such a day..."

Lin Luo and the others were so happy that they almost wept.

Over there, Wang Wanwan turned his head to look at his father, "After eating my food, it became manic and died directly. Tell me, what are the chances that this has nothing to do with my food?"

Father Wang glanced at him, this stupid son is really getting better and better, he dared to block him with his words.

"Hey hey..." Seeing his father like this, Wang Wanwan didn't dare to be too embarrassed. If his father became angry and wanted to give him some tricks, he couldn't bear it!

Fan Qianhan watched them working together as one to study how to dissect the corpse and how to carry it back, then he lifted his feet and continued to walk forward.

This time, she met Qian Hao, whom she met a few times. She remembered that he was one of the two people in the vigil tonight.

I saw that Qian Hao was with Qian Fu, the fourth-order power user in the team. Both of them were ice-type power users, but one was special and the other was ordinary ice-type.

Both of them have the surname Qian, one is young and the other is middle-aged, so at first glance, the relationship between the two is obvious.

Sure enough, Fan Qianhan heard it.

"Dad, can you ice your upper body and my lower body?" Qian Hao asked eagerly.

"No, you're in the way here." Qian Fu glanced at him, if it wasn't for his son, he would have kicked him out a long time ago, he didn't know how to behave at all, is it time to play now?

When Qian Hao heard his father's firm tone, his head drooped, well, he was rejected. Then I obediently stood by and watched a visual feast.

The ice-type carved dragon raised it high, looking down at the ground, and then "roared—" a resounding sound resembling a dragon's chant sounded, and then quickly swooped down.

carrara -

There was a dense icing sound below, and all the mutated animals a few meters around were covered in a thick layer of ice. It looked magnificent and terrifying.

It's not like an attack at all, but like doing some art.

Look, there are not only ice dragons, but also ice rabbits and ice wild boars...

Tsk tsk... It looks like an ice sculpture convention is being held.

When Fan Qianhan came over, Qian Hao leaned over eagerly, "Mistress, you are here, how about my father's craftsmanship?"

Fan Qianhan smiled, "Very good, very beautiful."

"Hehehe, our family started out as an ice sculpture maker, so my father is so familiar with it." After hearing Fan Qianhan's compliment, Qian Hao felt a little embarrassed!