My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　 Fu Qingjun returned to the house, it was already past seven.

　　 The sky is completely lit up.

　　 He rearranged his clothes, sat on a chair, counted the silver pounds he had obtained, and put them away directly.

　　 "I'm rich. In the next period of time, there must be nothing wrong with the most basic life problems." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, "There is also nourishment."

　　Today, I have been eating white rice for five days in this world.

　　The imbalance of nutrition has made him feel collapsed and weak, let alone continue to practice martial arts.

　　 "Can't do this, I have to improve my diet!"

　　 Previously, he simply ate and ate white rice. Naturally, because he didn't dare to go out to eat, he would be killed if he was careless. The risk was too great.

　　 But now that the size problem is barely solved, it should be possible to impersonate.

　　 After all, although he is not an acquaintance of Fu Qingjun, when he first faced Nasika, the other party did not feel strange. It represented that his height-enhancing shoes and black silk muscles already looked completely normal warriors, even though his face was still immature.

　　 Also, the strength of his hair has increased, showing a more powerful sense of strength, and there is no violation at all.

　　 "We still have to make a table."

　　 Fu Qingjun intends to wait for the little speaker to come over before solving this problem.

　　 As for whether Yu Jiaxia had returned to the distant past, Fu Qingjun didn't dare to make a statement.

Because ancient myths and legends such as Nibiru and Anunnaki have indeed existed, and they are just clues...whether they really traveled through time and space and established a prehistoric mythical civilization in distant ancient times is unknown. .

　　 He directly studied the ancient ship again, the sails were completely cut off, and disappeared without a trace.

　　 "Anchor, is to locate the parallel world, sail, to travel through the past?"

　　 "It's just that the anchor can be used all the time to buckle a channel... the sail is a one-time, and it just disappeared?"

　　He keeps guessing that this ancient ship is really terrifying, traveling in the multiverse and eternal timeline.

　　 And if it is true, then it is a big loss.

　　 That is an important one-time hole card!

　　 I opened it inexplicably, but I used it directly.

　　 "If you find the lost sail again, can you pick it up..."

Fu Qingjun thought wildly and frowned: "However, if the guess is true! The sail is broken, the sail is likely to return to the past with Jiaxia... How do I find it in this era? Find ancient relics, cultural relics, and museums ...A sail the size of a toothpick? Or a cane wrapped in cloth?"

　　 "Is there a similar scepter in ancient mythology?"

　　 Fu Qingjun wants to have a big head!

　　 I really lost my heart!

　　 No matter where Jiaxia went, Fu Qingjun knew that a sail was permanently broken, and it is definitely not a good thing to be incomplete. This is his hole card!

　　 "Forget it, it's useless to think so much. Strengthening oneself is the proof." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and felt that five days had passed, and the other end of the world didn't know what was going on.

　　 Although I have had a wonderful time here, but I should also go and take a look.

　　 After all, the few days in the ruins of the doomsday, death to survive, must have had a wonderful life over there, right?

　　 He quickly set a goal:

　　 Rebuild the world, and then go directly to explore the doomsday wasteland!

　　 "Master, second master, hold on, I am coming..."

　　 After all, the race has developed into the second echelon, and it is no longer ordinary ants, and the strong race heritage is still there. Re-bringing can quickly restore its prosperity.

He kept hammering his heart, his mood surging more and more surging, "This is simply a snowball! As long as I edit the soul combination, evolve more powerful monsters, their civilization will become more prosperous, the stronger the more, the fall of gods and demons like that, and the recovery of dead souls. , It must be earth-shattering..."

　　 "Unfortunately, I have grown a second time, but I still don't have enough brains. I can only spray some small ants... if it is a large animal!"

　　 Couldn't you build a real monster country of normal creatures?

　　 Really large-scale extraordinary, magical, fairy, world?

　　 "Forget it, I don't have enough brains, let's start from childhood." He rearranged his thoughts, but he was not in a hurry, and started straightening out the hair that fell off.

　　 "Although the second generation of hair has grown, the first generation of hair should not be wasted. Weave them, weave them into carpets, and put them under the table."

　　 There was a loophole before, but I can still escape from the table sand table.

　　 Just because of Jiaxia's restrictions, they restrained them, causing other creatures to run away without ambition.

　　 "But the times are different, I still restrict them myself." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, "Then I wrap my hair around a protective net in all directions."

　　 Fu Qingjun discovered that after he evolved, the suction power of his hair became stronger!

　　 I can **** my soul back in the air.

　　 Now as long as it is woven into a wire mesh, as long as it gets closer, it can absorb the souls of its dependents.

　　 "In this way, the wall of the world is formed with hair! Within it, an extraordinary world is wrapped!"

　　 "This is to prevent flying species!"

　　 "After all, ~www.NovelMTL.com~ combines chickens and ducks... and even if they can't fly, it is very possible for these extraordinary creatures to jump out of the world like a flea."

"Unless you use the human sea tactics, a large number of deaths, fill the entire hair net with souls, and then you can’t **** it, you have the opportunity to go outside... But, the silk nets in all directions, the dense blankets connected to the ground, this huge It’s hard to fill up its soul reserves."

　　 Fu Qingjun kept organizing his thoughts, like knitting wool, sitting on the table, braiding his hair.

　　 Wow!

　　 Hair is automatically without wind.

　　 is interspersed in the air, looking very strange and terrifying.

　　 He doesn't know what he is doing anymore. In short, the extended mental power rooted in his brain has been developed into this way by himself. The emergence of such special abilities is incredible.

　　 "It's finished."

　　 After a while, Fu Qingjun looked at the new frame and was very satisfied.

　　 At this time, counting the time, the horn should be at work, and he was eating noodles downstairs. He shook the bell at the window and called the horn.

　　 "Huh?" The little speaker went upstairs, watching this time Big Brother Fu no longer just braved his head, but stood outside the door.

　　 Looking at Brother Fu's muscles and figure, she always feels something is wrong, seems to be more perfect and stylish?

　　 "Brother Fu, what are you... By the way, are you still practicing in retreat? What the **** is doing alone in the house, isn't it boring?" The small speaker has a long reflection arc, but now I feel completely puzzled.

　　 "It's okay, I want a table." Fu Qingjun hadn't waited for her to complain, and directly hit her with ten silver pounds, "Woman! This is the activity fund, I have enough food and drink."

"Great."

　　 The little horn suddenly opened his eyebrows and smiled.