"You have reported it, and the Bureau of Investigation is not 100% confiscated. As long as you have the ability to control pets, the Bureau of Investigation may not contain pets and let you raise them yourself." Find?"

"As long as you don't talk about this kind of thing, I'm not afraid." Nie Bochao shook his head and took out his phone to take a photo.

Such spectacles must be photographed.

After taking a few shots, backpacker Nie Bochao discovered that the big bird was looking over.

Then the backpacker saw the white-haired yellow-sand big bird as if frightened, and quickly descended.

"What's the matter, got hurt and fell?" the three backpackers murmured, and then quickly ran over there.

In fact, the big bird was frightened. In its eyes, people were all evil gods. When the attention of the three human evil gods was on it, the white sugar panicked and slipped back to Kemeng.

Kemeng was still photographing the sand on the grass, thinking that the sugar was tired, so he didn't say anything.

Tang Yuan continued to play with his mobile phone, and the mute was cancelled, and the sound was moderate.

The white sugar was sweating profusely, and three evil gods saw it, but it should be fine, after all, the owner is also a evil god.

It was extremely courageous, it didn't even dare to talk to its owner, and the glutinous rice **** were addicted to pesticides, and the white sugar did not dare to disturb it, so these words were kept silent in their hearts.

A few minutes later, Kemeng was finished.

Rustling.

Footsteps sounded in the jungle, and the sharp-hearing glutinous rice **** separated part of their minds to observe the forest, and immediately saw the three humans just emerging.

The three backpackers also happened to see Kemeng, the large plush golden ball behind Kemeng, and a white eagle.

"what's the situation?"

"Someone?"

"No, didn't you see, that fur ball is playing on the phone?"

Nie Bochao heard the cue from his partner and immediately looked at Mao Qiu.

A few dog hairs **** with a capacitor pen to play games, move very fast, are alive, not dead.

The big white bird retracted its head into its wings, like a turtle with its head retracted.

At this time, Kemeng heard three people talking to themselves, looked up and saw three strangers, his expression was astonished.

There are people in this kind of place.

However, seeing the other party carrying a professional outdoor sports backpack and wearing off-road shoes, it is estimated that it is a wild survival enthusiast?

Kemon patted the camera in his hand with the end of the scarf, and the camera disappeared out of thin air.

The three of them were still a little bit courageous, but they immediately lost their nerve when they saw the camera disappear from Kemeng.

"Then what, we are just passing by, haha... you continue, we don't disturb you." Nie Bochao smiled and immediately retreated.

There is no special item in his hand, seeing someone else has a special item, and two strange pets standing next to him, saying that it is impossible not to be afraid.

The three slowly retreated 200 meters, until the bushes lost sight of both parties, and they were relieved to see that the other party did not chase them.

"Who is he, with so many special items?"

"The first time I saw a special item in reality, did you two see it? The camera disappeared and disappeared instantly. It's amazing!"

Nie Bochao said, his eyes were a little red, and he was envious, but he couldn't get it.

The three went all the way, returning to the original climbing route.

Nie Bochao and the three originally planned to find a mountain in the wild outskirts of Whale Market, camp in the wild, and experience the feeling of survival in the wild.

Of course, it's not the kind of survival that involves drilling through wood and making fire, but simply feeling the atmosphere of camping outdoors.

But Nie Bochao is thinking about that white-haired bird now, and the more I look at it, the more I like it.

That white feather, pure and flawless, is definitely a treasure.

What's more, it can drop sand, and it can become a landscape at home.

Nie Bochao thought all the way, not paying attention to what the two companions were talking about.

Time is getting late and the sun is about to set.

While there was still sunlight, the two of them found a flat ground on the mountain to lay a tent, then collected wood and lit the firewood with a lighter.

Nie Bochao had nothing to do, thinking of the bird in his heart, and it was annoying to not get it.

"I'm going to find game, you just stay here and don't move until I come back." Nie Bochao said.

"Okay," the companion said.

Nie Bochao went for a walk in the bushes alone, talking about looking for game, but he was still thinking about the bird in his heart.

However, the man with the scarf does not look like an ordinary person at first glance, and it is impossible for an ordinary person to **** him.

Why does someone else have so many things, he doesn't?

Nie Bochao was a little stunned to think, but didn't notice the rustling in his ears.

Rustling.

The strange sound seems to be the turf rubbing against the rough surface, making a nasty sound.

Nie Bochao looked over subconsciously and saw a pair of red eyes blinking on the treetops.

The sun went down and the night came first.

"what--"

Suddenly there was a man's cry from the mountain.

Hearing the call, the two climbers looked at each other and immediately took out their phones and dialed Nie Bochao's.

Toot toot.

After tens of seconds.

"The call you made is temporarily unanswered..."

The two climbers were a little panicked. This is a wilderness, and usually there will be no accidents, and it is very difficult to deal with an accident.

"It's over, it won't happen."

"Anyway, call the police first." Companion said with an ugly expression.

...

Kemon drove slowly towards the whale market.

Two hours ago, the appearance of three climbers made Kemeng stunned, but Kemeng had no other ideas at the time.

See it if you see it, anyway, white sugar is the protagonist of the next video, it doesn't matter if you are seen by passers-by.

Kemeng went home after shooting the footage, unaware that the climber had been killed in the mountains.

As soon as he drove to the toll gate, Kemeng saw four police cars speeding away, and he didn't know where the police happened.

Kemeng went home for dinner~lightnovelpub.net~Cut the material and upload the sand sculpture video.

The uploaded video has passed in seconds and does not need to be queued for review.

For the second time, Kemeng experienced this zero-wait review speed and felt very comfortable.

Send the video link to the fan group at will, and then everyone.

"Everyone, the new video has been posted. This time it is a real sand sculpture evaluation."

Lei Tien Connotation Duan TV: "Should we not do special evaluation science popularization?"

Weak chicken new cute: "Will it be the evaluation of that new pet?"

A salted fish that only hits 666: "I'm watching it, the bird raised by the owner is so big."

How about this name: "???"

It doesn't matter whether it is big or not, but the question marks of group friends have increased.

Kemeng is also drunk, and can really drive anything.