Nervous, Regretful, Weary (2)

At the most serious moment, his entire body was surrounded by hair. Even if he took off his clothes, he gave off a feeling of being covered in hair.

Moreover, no matter how he scraped, he couldn't scrape it off.

However, it had to be said that Erniu's mentality was indeed extraordinary. Other than feeling a little vexed at the start, he seemed to be used to it in the next few days. In fact, he even looked a little smug.

"Little Qing, I can sense that these hairs possess extraordinary defense. After covering the entire body, it's equivalent to wearing hair armor!"

"And it's warm!"

"Not bad, not bad. When it grows a little longer, I'll think of a way to cut it and send it to the Cloth Race to weave it for me. At that time, I might be able to sell it for a high price!"

Erniu touched the hair on his body and his eyes lit up.