Chapter 67 Heavenly Weak Water Beast

Chapter 67 Heavenly Weak Water Beast

The rainstorm outside is still falling, and all families are hiding at home without leaving home. Although it is a little suspected of sitting and eating empty, at least they can enjoy the happiness of a family gathering together.

"Hey? Brother Zhang San, looking at the quality of this room and Brother Zhang San's craftsmanship, I wonder why I haven't found a mother-in-law yet? I think you are going to find a word, and the girl in the tribe will definitely sharpen her head and drill into your house, right? Fenfan looked at Zhang San with a smile and asked.

Looking at Fenfan speechlessly, he didn't expect such gossip. Zhang San just shook his head gently, sighed, and did not answer, but the meaning was already contained in this sigh.

"Well, I didn't expect you to have such gossip. Don't ask anymore. The eldest brother won't tell you. Hey, let's talk about something else." In order to break the embarrassment, Zhang San raised the coarse wine in his hand, raised his glass to invite Fan to drink, and said polite words.

Just as Fenfan was about to speak, the two only felt that the house under their feet suddenly shook, and the sake in their hands was sprinkled everywhere in the wine bottle.

Then a furious shout "woo~~~~" directly overwhelmed the rainstorm outside and came into the ears of the two people, as if there was no barrier at all.

Burning Fan was nothing, but Zhang San next to him suddenly became ugly when he heard this sound, and the blue veins appeared on the right hand of the wine bottle. Obviously, the range of fluctuations in his heart was very large.

"What's going on? Brother Zhang, is it just the usual roar of a beast? This is common in the barbarian continent and deep mountains. It may also be that the rainstorm washed away the nest of the barbarian beast just now. The barbarian beast looked up to the sky and roared in anger to express the resentment in his heart. Why do you look like you know the name and origin of the barbarian beast? He was very puzzled by Zhang San's reaction. Isn't it just that the beast shouted? Why are you so nervous?

Pressing the jump in his heart, Zhang San said to Fenfan with a serious face: "The little brother Fenfan may not know this beast, but his voice will never be forgotten by us floating tribes. Its cry is like a baby crying, and he likes to appear very much. In a rainstorm like this, because his combat strength will rise in this weather, it is called a weak water beast. Zhang San said to the unknowingenment Fan with a very serious face.

"In this case, as long as we squat in the room honestly, if we don't go out to provoke him, will it still take the initiative to attack us in the room?"

"Yes, you are right. He will attack us in the house. The weak water beast is a beast with water attributes. It is extremely ** to the blood in the human body. It can even be said that it is bloodthirsty. As long as he asks about the smell of blood, it will endlessly chase you until you die or it dies. Although the weak water beast only has the cultivation of nine heavens, it is not difficult for it to kill people even if it is in the rainstorm.

"In this case, how did the people in the previous tribe avoid this disaster?" Fenfan is very curious. He has avoided it in the past, but why is he so afraid now?

"You are wrong, little brother Fenfan. In the past, as long as we met a weak water beast, we would send it a pair of real people to let him have a good meal, hey," Zhang San clenched his hands and said in a hateful tone. My wife and daughter died in its mouth. You said how I didn't hate it. I dreamed of killing him and revenge for my wife and daughter, but my cultivation is too low, and there is no hope in my life.

"What? The sister-in-law and niece died in the mouth of this bastard, and you sent it out by yourselves. Won't you resist? Burning Fan questioned angrily, regardless of Zhang San's face.

"Resist? With our cultivation, the highest cultivation in the village is the patriarch, but there is only the cultivation of brute force. Why should we resist? Then more people will only die, which is useless," Zhang Sanman said bitterly. This is the sadness of being in a small tribe, and his fate is not controlled by himself.

"Strength, strength, in this world, as long as you want to live a good life and live a wonderful life, you can only have strong strength to control your own destiny, otherwise you are just a grain of sand, no dignity."

"Let me see what this weak water beast looks like?" Seeing that the atmosphere was not very good, Fenfan quickly changed the topic and stood up and went to the window to look at the place where the sound came out.

The sound came from the rising river. Although the rainstorm was very huge, it looked clear and abnormal in the eyes of Burning Fan.

A strange monster in the middle of the river is roaring. The beast has two long horns on its forehead and a fierce horse-like body, but it is full of silver shiny scales. Its eyes are very huge and constantly emitting red light. The limbs are very long and extraordinarily thick, and the four feet on the river are like walking on the earth without any impact.

fen fan looked at him and his eyes were full of brilliance. Although this barbarian beast was the same as its own cultivation and could leap the level in such a rainy day, Burning Fan himself could also do it, and he could be more powerful than him. Besides, what he meant was to experience and find masters to challenge, which was his goal. It's good not only to meet his own requirements, but also to help Zhang San solve his hatred. It's good to stone two birds with one stone.

The weak water beast running in the river seemed to feel the provocative eyes of Fenfan. Two blood-red giant eyes suddenly turned to Zhang San's room and collided with Fenfan's eyes through the window. There was no surprise to Fan. Every master would be aware of his eyes facing him. , the weak water beast is like this, and Fenfan is just happy, which shows that he is not a fore.

A provocative look passed through the rainstorm to the eyes of the weak water beast, as if he was provoked. Yang Tian, the weak water beast, guessed again and howled loudly, which made Zhang Sanshiver. Although Zhang San wanted to kill him, the death of his wife and daughter had left a shadow in his heart.

Directly opened the door and burned Fan and went out. Let me kill this scourge today and contribute to everyone, right? Haha" He pushed the door and burned Fan Yangtian with laughter, and his voice directly covered the voice of the weak water beast.