Undead Farm

"I want to marry it. Now, this knife is not used as a porter, it is useless than construction!" Night three took a more of his head.

There is no need to blame the surrounding, and even if he transfers more than a sickle soldier, it is useless.

"Or dig the pit first..."

After thinking about it, I started to look for a place to be a magic mouse farm. The style was not better because I couldn’t think of it for a while, so he planned to follow the one of Chiang Kai-shek.

However, it seems that his east stepping on the Xiqiao's measurement disturbed the bead who was playing the magic mouse. Bede stood up and screamed:

"What are you doing, bothering me to do the experiment!"

At night, the lower head continued to find the right place, and the head did not lift the ground: "When you are ready to build a rat house, should there be a place for the demon mouse?"

"Building a rat house?" Bede groaned. "Is there a rat house that I am still building?"

"You? You will make a hole to dig a hole?" Night 3 was even more surprised.

The succubus's technique is really unfathomable, even this will be?

"Stupid boss! I have this!" After that, Bede pointed to the piece of congenital magic crystal on his neck.

The night was even more embarrassing, and suddenly the brain flashed: "You mean?"

Bede glanced at him, didn't talk, his fingers pointed at the magic crystal, and a black slap in the palm of his hand erupted from the magic crystal, and then slammed into a black air mass of 50 meters in length and width.

"Hey, remember that I told you that the congenital magic casting the cage under the legend will not come out, the district mouse is not trying to close how much."

The night of the night increased his eyes: "I thought you were bragging, or you can control the power of the legend below with the strength of your current trainee. Then why do you want to retire yourself?"

Bede's face is red: "That... cough!"

"The bigger the scope of this congenital magic, the weaker the effect, I said that there is no problem with the legend, but the range is slightly smaller."

“How small?” The third night pointed out that the group was black. “Is it so big?”

"It’s a little smaller than that."

Beder’s face is more than a finger, and the voice is weak and weak:

"Probably... so big."

"Big?!"

On the night of the night, I looked at the small circle of white eyes that Bed's fingers circled and was not much bigger than the fingernails.

Is this still about the legendary strong people, when is the ant?

"What kind of eyes do you have, anyway, you must have no problem with these magic mice!"

Bede flattened his mouth: "Do you want it? Don't let me withdraw!"

"Yes, of course! I don't want an idiot!" I changed a smile on the night.

Although she was somewhat disappointed with Bade's exaggeration, it is indeed as she said, this magical fog cage is only used to shut down the magic mouse, and it also eliminates the pain of his pit.

"But it's not enough to shut down the magic mouse. I want to feed and slaughter. You are so going to be a group of magic rats?" The night three frowned.

He is not afraid of one or two magic rats, but if it is a group, then he does not feed, but feeds.

"This is simple."

When Beder pulled his hands, he first pulled the magic group into a big one, two small groups, and then shot the air group. Two "big cakes" appeared in front of them.

As her hands and feet spread and danced in the air, the two groups of magical groups changed. Finally, she was given a shackle into a small cage with a length of 100 meters and a height of five meters. A semi-circular black cover.

Finally, the hand is turned over, the semi-circle is square, and a congenital magic mouse farm is built.

"Get it!" Bede proudly raised his head.

"Perfect?!"

The third night was even more admired and nodded: "Not bad, that is, the semi-circle of the skull is ugly, and the concave and convex are convex."

Bade rolled his eyes and processed it again: "Is this so good?"

"The appearance is no problem, but can you change this color? It’s too eye-catching..."

The original foggy forest is the innate magical, and the fierce name of the foggy forest is far away, and the night is not wanting to be exposed.

After all, Yang Tian’s kid is still alive, and the fog disappears. Fortunately, if it appears again, Chen Yue is not the demon girl. He will definitely come to trouble. Maybe he will bring a bunch of silver cans and he will be happy.

"Requires so much!"

Bedd licked his mouth and waved his hand. The black magic fog turned from black to white, and then he walked in a circle with red, orange, green, blue and purple.

"What color do you want to choose!"

Night three more: ...

Finally, under the strong insistence of the night three, Beder almost did not give his fingers a cramp, and finally completed his perverted requirements:

The magic squirrel house was transformed into a building like a white stone house. It is completely ok to watch from the outside, even the doors and windows, and it can be manipulated to change the landing position at any time. It is like a house made with clouds. magical.

In this way, he does not have to spend any more brains to determine the position, just find a space to throw it, and later dissatisfied and let Beder.

“Working hard! Thank you for your contribution to this big family!”

He smiled handily at Bed, and smiled at the night.

"Go on, I will remember your credit!"

Bede glanced at him, licking his sore fingers and going back to drumming her magic mouse experiment.

On the night of the third day, I was satisfied with the rotation of the rat house again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After taking the shot, I turned to the scent farm.

Today's cat is still not awkward!

Cough! Kidding!

After the eccentric cat was awakened by the trial knight, the night did not have time to observe it. In fact, it was still a bit imaginary.

The feeling of freezing the soul of the black cat before the blink of an eye is still awkward. He always felt that this cat could not degrade the harmless domestic cat.

Of course, do you have to give it a try?

"I hope I will die if I try not to..."

After a sigh of relief, the night of the night was to go to the old ancient side to grab the bowl of milk, which was picked up in front of the cat cage and raised against the white cat who had been holding him.

"I am hungry? I invite you to drink milk."

The white cat turned his head and ignored him.

"What about the magic mouse? I cut it into small pieces, a musk!"

On the night of the night, I found out a piece of magic mouse that was cut into small squares and spread it on the palm of my hand.

The white cat turned over the blue eyes, and the expression seemed to be watching an idiot, but the slamming sound of the belly screamed, and the buttocks twisted and buried the head.

At night, I touched my head, but I still didn't dare to open the cage. Instead, I leaned the milk against the cage, and the meat was scattered next to the white cat.

Clap his hands, and at night, he looked at the white cat who was still holding his head and frowned.

Let it go, he didn't dare, raise it, and he seems to have a grandfather. He suddenly regretted bringing the cat back.

During the entanglement, the night of the night suddenly saw the side of the body, Weng Ling was sneaking towards him, and seemed to follow a man behind him...