Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

Fang Hua realized that he had slipped up, so he hurried over to make up for it, kissed him on the forehead, and then hugged him to sleep.

"Fang Rong's hands are cold." Fang Hua held his hand, "Warm Fang Rong."

Fang Rong's face softened a little. He is like a person who gets cold hands and feet when he is cold. His hands and feet are always in a state of coldness. Rather than punishing Fang Hua, he is punishing himself. Fang Hua is still fine. Edge was freezing to death.

Fang Hua clamped his feet between his legs and warmed his hands and feet.

Anyway, Fang Rong is quite satisfied with his performance, if there is no overnight feud between husband and wife, just forgive him reluctantly.

Fang Rong gradually fell asleep after thinking about it, and was awakened by Fang Hua talking in his sleep in the middle of the night.

When I heard it carefully, it turned out to be, "Fang Rong's legs can't be closed by me." Smile (*︶*)

(▼Ware▼#).

"Fang Rong's legs can't be closed by me." Continue to smirk (*︶*)

(▼Ware▼#).

"Fang Rong's legs can't be closed by me." Still giggling(*︶*)

(▼Ware▼#).

Do you still want Little Ding Ding?

He kicked over, Fang Hua woke up suddenly, looked at no one else in a daze, hugged him and kissed him, and went back to sleep.

Fang Rong's face flushed red, all kinds of aggrieved, this bastard must not have dreamed of anything good, but he was so hard that he kept rubbing against him with his lower body.

(▼Ware▼#).

Fang tolerated it and pretended not to know, but Fang Hua went too far, as if consciously, he took off his clothes and rubbed on him.

In the end, he actually pushed his hand deep in, and one pressed him hard and squeezed in.

(▼Ware▼#).

Fang Rong's heart was broken, and he was forced to accompany him to finish the game, thinking that he could sleep, but who knew that this was the beginning, and he did it two or three times before he fell asleep.

When we came together the next day, the first reaction was to beat Fang Hua up, but Fang Hua seemed to realize that he was wrong, so he tidied up the house and cooked a bowl of vegetable soup. You can enter.

He also took the initiative to kneel beside the bed, Fang Rong subconsciously shouted for water, and the water came immediately, so most of his anger is gone now.

Forget it, whoever made him bigger than Fang Hua, if he didn't give in, he would have to give in.

Fang Rong propped himself up, and just about to get up, Fang Hua quickly held him down, "I'm going to set up a stall today, and Fang Rong can just lie down."

Fang Rong's expression froze for a moment, this guy will finally love others.

"Fang Rong couldn't close his legs yesterday. Fang Rong needs to rest."

(▼皮▼#), will you die if you don’t mention it?

Fang Rong raised his foot to kick him, but Fang Hua didn't hide. He took his kicks with a smile, then held his ankle and put him under the bed, "It's cold outside, Fang Rong sleeps a little longer."

Fang Rong was really tired, so he pulled the quilt over his head and fell asleep again.

When he woke up, he found that he was in the market. Fang Hua carried the board over, and he didn't feel anything on it.

The ground not far away was paved with animal skins, and there were two booths of wine on it, which he brewed together at that time, and there were still two bottles in the space, which would be re-brewed after they were sold out.

Where did Fang Hua go?It's not here.

Fang Rong lifted the quilt only to realize that he was not wearing any clothes. The people on the street were quite embarrassed, and there was nothing to cover him.

He retreated into the bed, put on his clothes in the bed, and came out after he was dressed.

There was a crowd gathering not far away, and the sound of fighting came. Fang Rong folded the quilt and leaned over to have a look.

The market here is quite lively. There are not only lion tribes, but also some small fox-like animals in a radius of a hundred miles, because the two have no interest relationship.

Lions hunt large herbivores, while foxes hunt small animals such as mice. The two eat different things, so naturally there is no grievance, so they can enter and exit together.

The story of the fox pretending to be the tiger is not without reason, after all, the race is different.

Fang Rong broke through the crowd and saw that Fang Hua was fighting inside, and there were several males from the Lion Tribe, three of whom looked familiar. If he looked carefully, he was beaten by Fang Hua and forced them to come to buy wine?

They have now brought a wave of people to try to get back on the scene.

Sure enough, it's better to do business honestly, look at the trouble this caused.

Fang Rong continued to look at it from a convenient angle.

There were six people standing opposite Fang Hua, one fell to the ground, and the other was supported.

This guy hasn't used force for a long time. I didn't expect him to be so powerful. When he was in the military area, he swept all directions and defeated a group of orcs like orangutans, experimental products, leopards, etc. The support of supernatural beings is not an opponent. Now he simply kills him instantly The lion tribe rises.

Speaking of which, one is a cat in its original form, and the other is a lion in its original form. No matter how you look at it, Fang Hua suffers, but he is a person with multiple abilities. Without one more ability, his body will be stronger.

One kind of supernatural ability is about ten times stronger than ordinary people, two kinds are doubled, and about thirty times stronger, just like the discount and gift event in shopping malls, buy one at the old price, buy two and get another one for you, one plus one equals three.

The more abilities Fang Rong has, the stronger he will be in all aspects of his body, whether it is speed, strength, or vision, such as reaction ability and brain computing ability, which are hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people. It would be embarrassing to lose again.

I don't dare to call myself No. 1 in the military region, and the Nth person in the military region is almost the same.

Sure enough, there were constant changes on the field, and in the end, Fang Hua had the upper hand. He used his abilities in turn, wood-type support, fire-type main attack, ice-type long-range attack, and metal-type close combat. Wherever it is, it is beneficial to him.

At the end of the fight, the two sides turned into their original forms one after another. Several majestic lions were huge and their roars shook the sky, attracting more and more people to watch.

A pair of silver wings on Fang Hua's back spread out with a swish, fully stretched three or four meters away, and with his hands on the ground, he gradually turned into a giant silver beast.

When he was angry, his eyes were blood red, his retractable nails and teeth were exposed, his broad wings flapped, and he flew up into the sky with all his might.

Roar!

His roar was majestic, and an invisible coercion approached, and the small and big beasts nearby all bowed their heads and bowed their heads, and some directly knelt down.

At this time, Fang Rong, who was still standing up and didn't feel it, was particularly obvious. He was not an orc, and he couldn't feel that invisible pressure.

However, I can vaguely feel that Fang Hua is different now, as if he is in work mode, and it is completely different from the usual way of treating him at home.

Limbs stepping in the air out of thin air, wide wings stretched out, blood red eyes, fangs faintly exposed, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a beast that cannot be messed with. Fang Hua, who usually steals honey and touches and kisses, is completely in two state.

?No, this guy actually has the air of a bastard.

The female next to him pulled Fang Rong's sleeve to make him lower his body, and Fang Rong squatted down cooperatively, letting Fang Hua finish pretending.

Fang Hua pretended to be addicted, and it took a long time before he calmed down, and flew down honestly, and returned to his dead-faced appearance, and the other party hugged and wanted to kiss.

He didn't feel ashamed, after all, he just pretended to be so big.

Fang Rong pretended not to know him, went back to the booth, and wrote a sentence on the back of the signboard.

"Start by fighting ten catties of meat."

According to Fang Hua's trend, there must be many people who are dissatisfied. It is not common for gangsters to ask him to fight. Instead of being a thug for free, it is better to charge two money.

"Do you have any objections?" Fang Rong glanced at him.

"No." Fang Hua, who just did something wrong yesterday, knelt down all night, and pinned Fang Rong so hard that he couldn't close his legs in the middle of the night, was very well-behaved, with a silly look on his face, (*︶*).

"It's fine if you don't have one." Reward touched his head.

Fang Hua took the initiative to move his head and exposed his ears for him to touch.

The ears are his sensitive parts, and they turn red when he touches them, but he still likes them and there is nothing he can do about them.

Fang Rong rubbed his dog's head, asked him to set up the wooden boards, and then took out tools to set up the stall again, and cooked a few dishes. He made a lot of money yesterday, which was a good start. He is interested today and plans to cook some special dishes.

He is best at carving, cutting vegetables and carving on tofu. This is something no one can do. If it weren't for his supernatural powers, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.

However, even if this kind of meticulous work is done, no one appreciates it here, so Fang Rong made a few dishes such as sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised fish, salt and pepper pig's trotters, etc. Basically, a few big pots can be sold for a few big pots.

Fang Hua sat lazily in a chair, and put a ceramic pot for collecting money on the table, allowing the guests to add by themselves, and paid for it after adding, and prepared a wooden bucket for washing dishes, which contained water and For cleaning things, let the guests wash the dishes after eating, and put them back after washing.

Fang Rong knocked on him, "Why aren't you lazy?"

He knocked Fang Hua once and moved, but he didn't knock Fang Hua and continued to huddle lazily in the wicker chair, fanning one by one, very chic.

"Fang Rong go to study medicine, I'll take care of it here." Fang Hua waved his fan to urge Fang Rong.

Fang Rong was full of doubts. Fang Hua was always like this when he was around. It was like squeezing toothpaste. Squeeze out a little. If you don't squeeze it, it will be gone. If he leaves, Fang Hua won't go to heaven?