Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

"Birth from the ass." Fang Hua was eavesdropping on his inner thoughts again.

If you eavesdrop, just eavesdrop, why speak out?

Fang Rong rolled his eyes and ignored him, he was cooking honey, and he was going to the next tribe soon, when the time came, he went to the market to change some useful things, bought a urine bucket, and then bought a pouch for water, the best Clothes and shoes are essential for life.

Speaking of which, the salt is gone, and it must be replaced.

Fang Hua turned into his original shape and lay on the bed, with half of his body exposed, his head resting on his front paws, his eyes followed Fang Rong's movements back and forth, turning this way for a while, pretending to be that way for a while, just being cute and cute.

Fang Rong got a lot of honey this time, and boiled a big pot, and one or two bottles couldn't hold it.

He first put a pot in a porcelain pot and put it aside. The freshly boiled honey was still a little hot, and the lid was not sealed. Let it go.

"Don't think about it!" Although honey is a traditional Chinese medicine, it is only three-point poisonous. Drinking too much is not good. Fang Hua likes to eat sweets. bottle, not afraid of tooth decay.

Fang Hua shook his big head, his long eyelashes flickered, and the hearts of those who watched softened.

When this guy was in his original form, his side face was chubby and round, which was very attractive.

Anyone who owns a cat should know how cute the side face of a cat is, and when you see it, you can't wait to knead it and hug it without letting go.

Fang Hua probably also knows his own trump card, showing a cute side in front of him from time to time, he is simply a girl killer.

Fang Rong couldn't help but put down the spoon and ravaged him for a while. Fang Hua fell limp and enjoyed it, showing his belly and begging to be touched.

His current height is a giant, and he has to climb up every time he touches it, so as to help him step on his stomach, Fang Rong's current weight is like a massage stick to him, and the size is just right.

Fang Rong couldn't take it anymore and stepped on it for 2 minutes. Small bubbles appeared in the honey in the pot, and the bottom was already a little mushy. He hurried down, scooped up the honey, and put it in a bottle. These are all treasures, whether they are Both females and children love to eat them.

The nearby market is not far from here. There are already many orc females or a family of three running to replace things, using their own handwork, or cherished flowers and fruits, meat and other things.

In the orc world, this is money, and it is the general kind.

Fang Rong prepared all the fruits and bacon that he usually dried, and took the honey to the market as soon as it cooled.

He is the same as the females in the tribe. Fang Hua followed him. During this period of time, he was recovering from his injuries while learning his pronunciation. He had gradually mastered some skills and could roughly understand what others said.

The few females got together and chatted about interesting things in the tribe.

Who gave birth to another one, who was pregnant again, whose daughter-in-law found a treasure, and how much it sold for, and so on. Some said that they caught a dragon, but they didn’t eat it because it was too beautiful, but caught it. When the daughter-in-law.

He also said that the family was very lucky, such a beautiful dragon is rare, and its body is colorful, as beautiful as a butterfly.

Fang Rong felt something was wrong when he heard it. It is impossible that all dragons are colorful and colorful like butterflies. Most likely they belong to the family of Huoyanlong. Isn't the most beautiful Huoyanlong is the Huoyanlong?

That fire dragon won't be caught as a wife, will it?

He hurriedly asked, because he couldn't speak the local language well, so he asked Fang Hua to translate. Fang Hua was a little reluctant, and he felt annoyed when he heard about the fire dragon.

But because of Fang Rong's reason, I still asked seriously.

The few females said that they didn't know the details, and they also heard it from others, because they encountered many tribes on the way of migration, and they knew it after passing it on.

I heard that they seem to belong to the silver wolf family, and they are distant relatives with Fang Hua, one is a cat and the other is a canine.

Fang Rong was actually just asking, nothing else, after all, that fire dragon was harmful to him, and he was almost raped.Even though I was a little surprised to hear the news of a similar acquaintance when I was far away from home, I didn't think about looking for him or anything.

If you are someone's daughter-in-law, you will be a daughter-in-law, let him also taste the taste of the back door blooming.

Fang Rong thought about it for a while and didn't pay attention to the fire dragon anymore. If he paid attention to Fang Hua again, he would be angry, and now he was a little uncertain.

Fang Rong rubbed his ears to comfort him, Fang Hua's ears are very sensitive, rubbing and shaking, as if he had a sudden cramp.

He rubbed it a few more times if he liked it. Everyone loves beauty, and the females next to him couldn't bear it anymore. They wanted to touch his head, but Fang Hua snorted and refused.

Speaking of which, the males basically go hunting at this time, and they rarely have time to go shopping with the females. After all, such a small matter, the road is not far away, and there will be no accidents within this range. Only Fang Hua tirelessly follows him. , so the figure is very obvious.

A male is mixed among countless females, and the females who come and go can't help but look back.

In the world of orcs, the most handsome man is strong, and muscle must also come first in force.

The muscular Fang Hua has already been brushed off, he is cute and cute at best, he is okay to be raised as a son, but he is basically doomed to be alone as a husband, no one will choose him, it feels unreliable.

After all, the primeval forest is full of dangers. Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps. Weak males will die at every turn, and females will be widowed.

The bazaar is very lively, and there are many tribes around here. They have a truce in the bazaar and set up a stall to exchange what they need.

Fang Rong took a fancy to some relatively small porcelain jars, one about the size of a palm, and he planned to use this to hold honey, otherwise the honey would not be sold.

The shop owner was very interested in his honey and was willing to exchange it with him. Ten small bottles cost a pound of honey. He probably hadn’t tasted honey much. He didn’t have much demand for honey, so he refused to change it again. Fang Rong had no choice but to go to Another home.

He took two steps and suddenly realized that Fang Hua hadn't followed. The guy bit his animal skin and dragged him back, and stopped in front of a booth selling cloth.

The color of the cloth is colorful, and the females like bright things, especially the unmarried females, who wear gorgeous clothes.

Fang Rong wore a green patterned shawl.

Most of the females' clothes are shawls, probably because they are so simple, and they don't need much sewing to become a piece of clothing.

They are very skillful in their handwork. They will sew some bright shells on the shawls, or embroider a pattern or something.

The green one on Fang Rong also has patterns, it is made of red grooves, and it is quite beautiful. Fang Hua bought it for him when he was out, and according to him, he caught it at first glance.

"Do you want to buy clothes?" Fang Rong asked after tidying up the shawl that was bitten by him.

Fang Hua put his hand on the red cloth, "Get married."

It turned out that I was thinking about this.

Fang Rong laughed out loud, it doesn't matter if she is married or famous, it will be much more convenient for her to do anything in the future.

"Then let's get married." The two bought ten-meter-high red cloth, five meters each, because his shawl was different, it was a modified version, and he could sew simple sleeves and tie it around his waist with a belt. clothes.

You can go out without wearing clothes.

The kind with loose and big sleeves, I don’t give up when doing things, just like the old costumes before, but it’s a little different from that.

Anyway, Fang Rong is quite comfortable to wear, and he likes the loose and unrestricted feeling.

As for Fang Hua, he still doesn't like to wear clothes unless necessary, such as getting married or something.

The marriage ceremony in the beastman world is very simple. It is enough to get the consent of the patriarch and the blessing of the whole clan. There is no need to invite guests to set up a banquet, but to worship the God of life in nature.

These people believe in this very much, although they are all hypocritical, and have never seen God come out, but they do as the Romans do, and they worship when they let them.

Not only are they going to get married today, but there is also a couple. The patriarch asked them to discuss and find a time to settle down.

The other pair are all males, because the other male has a crippled leg and cannot take on the responsibility of a male, so he has no choice but to marry a human.

It just so happened that there were males who liked him, so the two of them formed a pair, digested internally, solved the lifelong event, and saved a female for the group.

Speaking of which, there is a shortage of females in the orc world. Some females want to marry two or three people at the same time, and basically brothers have a daughter-in-law together.

Today, the lame male is out of luck. The married male has a family of seven, including his father, mother, elder brother and younger brother, plus his own three brothers, so he actually wants to marry three males.

Fang Rong seemed to have seen the miserable future of the lame male. These orcs were all extremely strong, and they wished to be a lifetime at such a time. The three of them hahaha at the same time, Chrysanthemum is going to be miserable.

Fang Rong just rejoiced that he only had one when the patriarch suddenly asked him if he wanted to find two more?

Before Fang Rong could say anything, Fang Hua's expression had changed, flames spewed out from his body, and the ground under his feet cracked and was baked dry.

"No need, no need." Fang Hua couldn't take it anymore, let alone looking for someone else.

But he is obviously the groom, what does it mean to ask me if I want to find two more?Looking for two more brides?

Speaking of which, Fang Hua is very beautiful today. The bright red shawl is tied around his waist, his chest is faintly visible, and the corners of his eyes are painted with paint, which makes his already three-dimensional facial features more delicate and beautiful.

The patriarch painted red paint between the eyebrows of the two, and when it was vertically drawn down, it formed an inverted triangle shape, from the forehead to the center of the eyebrows.

Then began to accept everyone's blessings, everyone stepped forward to touch their heads, prayed for a few minutes, the ceremony was completed, and the two were sent to the bridal chamber.

Fang Rong took out the prepared red hijab and put it on Fang Hua's head. Although the wedding ceremony had already been held, they thought it was more reasonable. After all, according to modern culture, everyone got married like this a long time ago. Now there is still the old-fashioned wedding ceremony.

Fang Hua is very well-behaved, with slender and powerful arms exposed, and slender ankles showing from time to time, and the large areas of skin on the chest are as beautiful as a layer of light under the light.

Fang Rong felt a little thirsty, so he couldn't help getting up and running to pour water.

In the dead of night, Fang Hua waited for a long time before he could lift his hijab, so he lifted it up by himself, caught up with Fang Rong and threw himself down.

Calm down, bride, you are a bride now, you have to put on airs and wait for the groom to take the initiative to pamper you. It would be best if you can lie down without waiting to be pushed down. Of course, a qualified bride will open her legs and wait for the groom.

Wait, what did you do?

You fucked the groom?

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