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Chapter 73 Come and steal my things

Zhou Yu took Hu Zi toward the beach without looking back, and the owner of the Tibetan mastiff behind him still offered a price.

Wang Fugui sneered, "It's just that you are at raising Tibetan mastiffs, and you want to buy the divine dog from our Taoyuan Village. It's just a joke. Even if you want to sell it, you can't buy it. Let's go and see it."

He has been envious of Hu Zi since he surfed, but unfortunately he knew that Zhou Yu would not sell him even if he was beaten to death.

Hearing Wang Fugui's words, everyone also rushed to the beach. After this incident, Hu Zi's status in their minds became even higher.

"Haha, just now, I successfully took a video of the tiger hitting the Tibetan Mastiff in a corner of my entrance, and I will post it online in a while." A young man in the crowd said with an excited smile.

"Hey, brother, don't wait a while, how about sending me a copy now." Hearing the young man's words, some people immediately surrounded him.

The young man put away his cell phone and looked at the people with a smile and said, "I want to steal my headlines, but I have no way to do it."

Zhou Yu took Hu Zi back with him and was applauded by many people. Li Guomin also heard about this and excitedly picked up a grilled fish and put it in front of Hu Zi. "Hu Zi, this is a reward for you, eat it."

Hu Zi did not eat it directly, but looked at Zhou Yu. After getting the approval, he ate the grilled fish completely in one breath.

Then, Wang Fugui took the surfboard and walked towards the beach with Hu Zi, and applause was always around them, one by one and one by one.

Today's surfing in the divine dog is excited and more lively than usual. Everyone's love for the tiger is also deepened by the Tibetan Mastiff incident.

As for the middle-aged fat man, he stayed here for a while and left in shame, because everyone looked at him with mockery. His proud Tibetan mastiff was vulnerable in front of the divine dog.

After rushing to the shore, Zhou Yu and Wang Fugui had dinner at the food stall, so naturally Hu Zi's meal was indispensable, and there was no need to make special arrangements. Some people who were eating here came here with a grilled fish and prepared to give it to Hu Zi.

Zhou Yu also politely declined the kindness of these people and asked Li Tianbiao to roast two fish and feed them to Hu Zi.

After returning home, the fairy-flavored fruit had been dried. He packed it up and put it in the grinder to grind it into powder, and harvested ten cans of fairy-flavored fruit powder again.

Carefully put ten cans of fairy flavored fruit powder into the drawer, Zhou Yu lay on the bed and started playing with his cell phone.

On Weibo, he saw the Chinese pastoral god dog forwarded by the famous and popular blogger again attacking again, fighting crazy Tibetan mastiff.

At the beginning, it was also posted by someone with only hundreds of fans, and the popular blogger also reposted it.

Zhou Yu showed a hint of surprise on his face. Unexpectedly, under such a dangerous situation, someone dared to shoot a video beside him. He opened the video and looked at it. It seemed that the man was standing in a corner and only took a little side of his body.

The video starts from the Tibetan mastiff going crazy until he rushes over with his tiger son. Then the Tibetan mastiff breaks through the encirclement and rushes towards him. The tiger son runs out of his side like an arrow, and then comes to the Tibetan mastiff and roars.

After the roar sounded, the Tibetan mastiff that was flying over stopped and confronted Hu Zi. The Tibetan mastiff behind him rushed several times, but Hu Zi successfully avoided it and counterattacked.

At the end, a more exciting scene was even more exciting. Hu Zi flashed a flying pounce and pressed the huge body of the Tibetan Mastiff directly to the ground with force. However, the Tibetan Mastiff was powerless to resist and could only make a weak struggle.

Although the video was shot a little blurry, it also made people see how things were going. The comments below also exploded.

"The Chinese pastoral god dog is invincible in the world, and dares to compete with each other."

"When the pastoral yellow dog roared, the Tibetan mastiff was frightened and fell down."

"I want to see this god dog surfing, I must go, it's invincible."

"Who dares to say Tibetan Mastiff Bulls in the future? I, a Chinese pastoral dog, will be thrown over."

Zhou Yu couldn't help laughing at these comments. He was worried before when he was on the scene, but he didn't care. Now, listening to the roar of Hu Zi in the video, it was full of majesty, and it felt even more penetrating than the roar of a tiger lion.

This should be the bloodlines of the spirit beast pill, which played a role, giving the tiger a part of its power, and its physical fitness increased significantly. What is more important is the crushing of wisdom.

After browsing the Weibo, Zhou Yu turned on the radio player and started playing the piano music he recorded Qingfeng.

Feeling the sound of the piano like the breeze, he slowly fell asleep. When it was almost early morning, he woke up habitually as usual.

At this moment, the radio on the table that had been silent for several days was once again emitting a white light. Zhou Yu showed a hint of excitement on his face, and finally it started again. What kind of magic will the world of fairy tales bring to himself this time?

When he turned on the radio, he began to rotate the frequency modulation button and watched the instructions line above slowly move downward. He didn't know if it would be Fairy Su Xin or Uncle Wu this time.

Through the last opening, he learned about some of the painful past of Fairy Su Xin and harvested two bamboo branches. This time, I don’t know what would happen.

The pointer slowly came to Fairy Su Xin's frequency, and a sizzling sound was still made from the radio. Zhou Yu chuckled. It seemed that the Xuantian Sect where Uncle Wu was located should be turned on this time.

I just don’t know if the guy Song Qingxiu who took the initiative to deliver things is still there. Ten immortal fruit seeds can bring him great benefits.

However, according to the last words Song Qingxiu left behind in the last time, he would not give up and would come to Lingcao Garden again.

"Come and steal my things, come and steal my things." As soon as the pointer pointed to Uncle Wu's frequency, a familiar voice came from the radio, with a tone with some slutiness, which made people want to beat this person up.

Zhou Yu rubbed his forehead with a headache, his face full of sympathy. Sure enough, Song Qingxiu is here again. He is playing the trick of the last time and takes the initiative to give things. The cultivator who is high in the world of fairy tales is exactly the same as the one on earth.

"The Master, it's been a few days now. We have tried here for such a long time, but the things I'm holding still have not disappeared, which proves that there is no senior at all, and everything is created by Wu Tianhua himself."

After Song Qingxiu shouted the slogan of stealing things, he accused Mr. Wu of hatred in his tone, "His purpose is not only to occupy the entire Lingcao Garden, but also to use these tricks to steal some of the Lingcao Garden's spiritual herbs and stick to theft. At that time, he can push anything lost to the false senior."

"That senior, I, Song Qingxiu, are so sad that I, will cry for you. I will take the blame for the surname Wu for nothing."

Hearing Song Qingxiu's last words, Zhou Yu couldn't help but laughed out loud. Song Qingxiu is really funny.

Based on the sound from the radio, he also analyzed the current situation. It was probably because Song Qingxiu lost the immortal fruit last time and was unwilling to finish it like this. He found the head of the Xuantian Sect. There were probably some elders who came to Lingcao Garden to watch the so-called immortal cultivator stealing things.

However, during this period, his radio did not receive the frequency of Uncle Wu, so the things in Song Qingxiu's hand were not stolen, which directly proves that what Song Qingxiu said was true.

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