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Chapter 211 The Escaped Canary in a Cage
They believed that if it didn't rot in their stomachs, not only would it be a queer burst of cherishment, but that the unfriendly-looking creature behind the lady would probably tear them to pieces and feed them to the ever-hungry ravenous devil.

"Wow, there is such a beautiful female companion, what is there not to be happy about, my mother-in-law wants to have a god-given appearance like this lady, I promise to grin happily every day."

The monster with something stuffed in its mouth replied vaguely, its curved fangs blocked the monster's sight: "Maybe, we are the ones who made that gentleman unhappy, but in fact, that gentleman looks quite dangerous."

"Come on." The monster looking for trading items gasped, touched the flat horns on its head, and smacked its lips with lingering fear: "If it weren't for my fast running, not only my hard horns, but even my beautiful tail would be too fast." Severed. Three evil pond lizards."

The dark creature that lost its horn pulled out the product it wanted from the monster's mouth, looked at the fish tail that was only half left in its hand, and shook it in despair: "Brother, you have to return my evil pond lizard. Come back one, only the bottom half of your black scale witch fish is left."

"Ah, I just ate up the evil pond lizard."

"..."

The small stall was messed up by two fighting monsters. The rapidly expanding boar-like monster swallowed the troublemaker in one gulp. After a foul-smelling belch, it shrunk contentedly and sluggishly Tun began to tidy his blanket while eating.

"This brother is really not worth it. Buy a black scale witch fish and get yourself into it." The other stall owners who were used to it were laughing and discussing the farce just now, not paying attention to the bloody scene, shaking their hands Head, continue to do your own business.

Canary, who had witnessed the whole process, bit her finger thoughtfully. She tugged at the sleeve of the man beside her, tilted her head, and licked her dry lips.

"No." Howard, who didn't dare to relax at all, took Canary's little hand: "Those are not edible, if you are hungry, you can eat me. My little bird, do you still remember what we are here for?" ?"

"Well, water."

"Yes, what kind of water." Howard guided patiently.

Canary frowned, trying pitifully to get an answer by acting coquettishly. After being decisively rejected by her master, she continued to bite her knuckles. The smell of flesh and blood made her swallow subconsciously.

smell good.

"I'm hungry." A light and soft request came out of Miss Canary's throat. This was not an ordinary thing. After all, Miss Canary's favorite thing was to pounce on her master and suck the blood of her master.

"Tell me your name, and I'll eat it for you." The Titans were unmoved.

"Shadow, singing, dog."

"Say it again."

"The Fountain of Singing." After finishing the answer, Canary grabbed Howard's index finger quickly and grabbed Howard's index finger. After grinding her teeth angrily, she bit off the bleeding finger.

Howard moved his palm slightly, and the index finger really didn't feel. He hugged the little bird that was eating and staring at him in a funny way, tied the loose cloak with one loving hand, and carefully held the canary. in his arms.

(End of this chapter)