Chapter 1197 Puddle of Murder

Moore rushed to the wall of the puddle and steadied himself on the wall as nimbly as a bat. He quickly turned around and saw a very fast figure.

The figure came straight towards him. Moore made a fist with his left hand, preparing to deliver a fatal blow before the opponent attacked, but unexpectedly the opponent suddenly stopped.

"Is it you?" Lanze relaxed his vigilance and swung his fish tail a few times, creating undercurrents under the water.

Mermaids are adapted to deep sea waters, where the light is dim, so the mermaid's eyes are most sensitive to light. In this place, Lanze can see things much more clearly than Moore.

Moore also relaxed. He had forgotten that mermaids are also territorial. So he didn't take Lanze's attack seriously, but he didn't feel guilty. It was normal for the strong to invade the territory of the weak. Even if Lanze didn't give it, he would definitely take away a piece of soil.

Lanze looked at the bright light above, spit out a bunch of bubbles, and said, "The loud noise just now scared me. I thought I was being attacked."

Moore ignored Lanze and dug in the mud expressionlessly.

Lanze suddenly realized: "Qingqing wants to play in the mud again?" He lowered his voice and muttered: "She plays in the mud every winter. Her hobbies are really weird."

Suddenly, Lanze's fins exploded, and he felt an overwhelming killing intent envelope him. Looking up, Bai Qingqing's recently accepted partner from the Eagle Clan was staring at him.

Aizawa's fish tail froze, then continued to swing, instinctively retreating a distance.

Moore glanced at Lanze with a warning look. If it weren't for the fact that An An liked to play with his things, he might have pounced on her the moment he heard him say Qingqing.

Qingqing can play whatever she likes, why should this fish say anything? Moreover, Qingqing did not do it for fun, but to make gifts for him and the cub.

Seeing that the mermaid didn't continue to speak, Moore dug out a large ball of mud, and as soon as he let go, his body floated up like foam.

Lan Ze breathed out a sigh of relief, a bunch of bubbles popped out of his mouth, and he cursed: None of Qingqing's partners are normal, except for the leopard beast, all of them are dangerous to death. Does anyone still want to pursue Bai Qingqing?

But the leopard beast is really perverted, and it is a four-striped beast at a young age. Thinking that he is also a rare young strong man among hundreds of thousands of fish, but he is far behind compared to the leopard beast. It is really a beast to compare with the beast, which makes the beast angry to death.

Moore came out of the puddle, and his wet body was covered with frost as soon as the cold wind blew. When he returned home, his black hair that stood up on his head was hardened into a sculpture.

Bai Qingqing raised her head when she heard the footsteps and saw Moore's killer hair. Her expression was startled, and then she smiled.

"Are you in the water?"

"Yeah." Moore stretched out the mud in his hand to show Bai Qingqing. The mud also had some signs of freezing, like tofu.

Bai Qingqing nodded: "That's it."

As he said this, he discovered the wound on Moore's arm, and his face instantly changed to a look of shock, "You're injured! What's going on?"

Moore turned his head and glanced at the wound nonchalantly and said, "I scratched it accidentally. It's not a problem."

It was obviously a scratch. Bai Qingqing rolled her eyes and said, "Do you think I'm a pig? Is it Lan Ze? Why did he hurt you?"

Bai Qingqing walked to Moore's side and blew on his wound, "Fortunately, it's not very deep."

But this injury is not a trivial matter in the eyes of modern people. The three wounds side by side, more than 20 centimeters long and two centimeters deep, are really not minor.