Night falls, and the moon rises quietly.

Hu Yan estimated that the three small animals had almost digested it, so she lifted the animal skin that blocked the smell, grabbed a chicken leg from the basket that she had specially left, and threw it onto the small iron ring with the key hanging in the desperate desire of the three small animals. The chicken bones are stuck in the iron ring, and if you want to eat the chicken thighs, you have to remove the keys together.

The three critters you look at me, I look at you, and finally the lame fox attacked first, followed by the stupid earth dog and the one-eyed owl. Everyone rushed to the place where the key was hung, and each wanted to eat the chicken thighs.

Hu Yan stood quietly and waited aside. Suddenly, she raised her chin slightly, sniffed in the air, and her brow furrowed unconsciously—the smell of blood!

Very strong, very heavy, very fresh smell of blood.

The smell made Hu Yan restless.

It was like a small hand, gently tugging at all her senses, tempting her desires.

Hu Yan stood quietly in the wooden shed, her eyes firmly fixed on the direction where the smell of blood wafted from, her fingers tightening inch by inch, and the hidden desire in her body made her unable to calm down.

She closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and tried to analyze her restlessness. She doesn't want to be a monster who drinks human blood. She couldn't help but frown at the thought that she would lie on someone's corpse and drink blood without stopping. It's good, it's good, it doesn't seem to be bloodthirsty.

If you are not bloodthirsty, why are you so thirsty? It seems that he is only close to recovery, piercing that thin film.

Hu Yan stabilized his mind and warned himself not to be impatient, his fingers hung down at his side, subconsciously sketching something, the speed became faster and faster, and finally formed a very strange pattern in mid-air. The pattern was faintly shiny, but it was fleeting. It's like the sword light produced by a master when he practices a sword, just like substance. In fact, it was just the leakage of the true qi in the body, leaving a faint trace in the air.

Hu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out with charming colors, refracting thousands of beams of light like two diamonds, and finally faintly wrapped in restraint. The corners of her lips curled into a mesmerizing smile, a little conceited, some arrogant, and even a little shy.

As if she had figured something out, she shook her head and smiled, reaching out to snap her fingers, but when she looked at the three little animals, she quietly lowered her hand again. At this time, it was obviously irrational to disturb the three of them.

Hey, happy is happy, you don't have to let the other three little things know.

After a flurry of fluttering among the three small animals, the lame fox finally climbed onto the head of the stupid earth dog, stood on tiptoe, and went to grab the chicken legs. The one-eyed owl flew up, and after stumbling around the house, went straight to the chicken leg, but because of its mispositioning, it hit its head on the plank. The chicken leg, along with the key, was swept off by its wings and smashed on the head of the lame fox. The lame fox opened its mouth to bite the chicken leg, and the stupid earth dog suddenly shook its head, shaking the lame fox off, and opened its mouth to bite the chicken leg. The one-eyed owl was very accurate this time, grabbed the chicken leg with one claw, flapped its wings, and flew up in the plank shed, showing off.

Hu Yan saw the opportunity, kicked the stick with his toes, grabbed one end of it in his hand, quickly stabbed forward, inserted it into the iron ring where the key was hung, and pulled the chicken leg out, bringing the key back. Hu Yan was quite satisfied with his eyes and techniques.

Suddenly, the door panel was kicked open, and Yan Delin appeared at the door with a lantern in one hand and an iron rod in the other. He was dressed in loose clothes, and he had a large white cloth wrapped around his ears, and a white belt wrapped around his head to hold the white cloth in place. At first glance, it looks like a ballast tank.

He was menacing, stunned, as if he had an enmity with Hu Yan. As soon as he saw Hu Yan's location, he was about to step forward with an iron rod, but after seeing Hu Yan's appearance clearly, his steps paused slightly, and the lantern he was carrying fell to the ground with a clatter, slowly burning.

Under the burning firelight, Hu Yan stood quietly like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal dust. Although there is still herbal juice on her face that has not been washed off, her face looks wrinkled and her complexion is sallow, like an old woman, but the so-called beauty under the lamp is more and more beautiful, and the unappetizing face can even be ignored.

Yan Delin never dreamed that that ghost thing covered in animal hair would have such a color! If it weren't for the fact that there were a few scattered animal skins at the feet of the beauty, he would have wondered if he had recognized the wrong person. This thief really took care of him. No, he just sold his front foot, and he got a big beauty on his back foot!

In fact, Hu Yan at this moment is not stunning, but Yan Delin lost too much blood this night and experienced too many thrilling things, so his mentality is a little extreme, and he becomes irritable, happy and sad. Now at first glance, Hu Yan only feels shocked!

Yan Delin's thief's heart did not die, and his lust heart rose again, and the sperm instantly got into his brain, and pounced on it regardless of it, and shouted in his mouth: "Let the master hurt ......"

Hu Yan staggered to avoid Yan Delin's vicious dog pounced, and hit Yan Delin's head with a stick, making a muffled sound.

Yan Delin's skin was thick, and he only felt that his head was dizzy, but he didn't mean to faint, but it was strange that after his eyes blinked twice, he slowly lay down on the ground, just like touching porcelain and making jokes.

Hu Yan untied the chain around his neck very calmly, and then walked calmly and gracefully past Yan Delin's side.

Yan Delin secretly said that the woman was benevolent, and was about to peek at Hu Yan, but he was smashed on the throat by a stick, which made him roll his eyes and almost die. He opened his mouth to call, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all! The stick fell again, hitting him directly in the mouth, smashing his four front teeth very hard! Yan Delin's heart was cold, and the secret saying was not good, that beauty seemed to be weak and deceitful, but he didn't expect it to be a vicious and ruthless person!

He tried to grab the iron rod to fight back, but his right wrist was broken by Hu Yan; He tried to escape, but the bone of his left foot was smashed by Hu Yan's stick. He convulsed in pain, waves of sweat pouring out of his body, and the blood on his ears spread across the white cloth again. A sense of fear rose in his heart, and he gradually understood that the reason why Hu Yan didn't knock him out was to let himself feel the pain soberly. She didn't want her own life, but she picked the most painful place to beat. One after another, it seems to be as soft as a joke, only Yan Delin himself knows how painful it is to smash on his body every time! Unfortunately, he couldn't shout.

In the face of death, no one can be calm as usual. What's more, a grandson like Yan Delin who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard. He wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to kneel and kowtow, begged Hu Yan to let him go, but he couldn't move, he could only watch such a slender woman, waving a stick one after another, hitting him fiercely.

This kind of sober pain of torture is unbearable. At this moment, Yan Delin actually had the idea of "it would be good if he could die". Perhaps, this is retribution!

Yan Delin is not a tough guy, and he passed out in the end.

Hu Yan is not a good person, and he woke him up with a stick.

Yan Delin cried, wept bitterly, and regretted not being at the beginning. If he had known today, he had ...... He killed Hu Yan first. It's a pity that there is no regret about taking the medicine.

Hu Yan was comfortable, stopped his hand, and put the end of the wooden stick between Yan Delin's legs.

Yan Delin was scared to pee, his face was as white as a ghost, and his fat body was shaking like a sheep's epilepsy. His eyes were full of horror, he looked at Hu Yan, and really regretted not being at the beginning. If there is still a chance, he will definitely offer her like a grandmother! I no longer dare to give birth to other crooked thoughts.

Yan Delin's lips trembled, and he shouted silently: "Grandma, grandma......"

Hu Yan snorted coldly, his eyes became fierce, he grabbed the stick in his hand, and smashed it between Yan Delin's legs!

Yan Delin's body shook, his eyes rolled, and he passed out.

Hu Yan's stick stopped a little between Yan Delin's legs. She raised her eyebrows, spat out in secret, threw away the stick, flicked her sleeves, and walked out of the wooden shed where she kept her pets in a clear breeze.

This kind of cowardice is not worthy of her to do the work of the eunuch in the clean room.