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Chapter 216: The Snake Demon Father's Poisonous Tongue Demon 11

Chapter 216 The snake demon father has a poisonous tongue and is a monster 11

The smell on his body was very familiar, and of course Aman recognized it as the kitten he had picked up.

But I can't accept the reality in front of me.

"Where's my little kitty?" What's going on with the pig in front of me?

Too fat.

Not to mention his tall body, he is already covered in fat.

Other animals are hiding their autumn fat. Good guy, is this hiding their winter fat?

The size of a cat is comparable to that of a piglet.

"Meow!" When the cat heard the words, he immediately stood up and stared at Amang with his blood-red eyes. His moist appearance was too soft. The cat stretched out his head and wanted to rub Amang to show his identity.

However, Amang's eyes were fixed on the pile of meat hanging from the cat's belly, which was almost mopping the floor!

When you wake up, the species has changed?

Amang refused such changes.

"You are a pig, not a cat. I want my cat." Amang said in a serious tone, transformed into a human form, and looked directly at the cat.

It's so scary.

The cat was anxious and called out "Meow!" in a high-pitched voice to emphasize its identity.

"No, you are a pig." Amang insisted.

The black satin ripples like water.

The vertical pupils were fixed in the middle, at the angle of Fu Chen.

His tough attitude and overly deep face gave him a somewhat sinister feeling.

"Meow meow meow!" Fuchen circled Amang, eager to prove himself.

The bed board began to vibrate, making knocking sounds of "bang" and "bang".

Oh - heartache.

Aman couldn't believe it even more.

In the past, the little milk cat ran like a rabbit, jumped up and down, and its little body looked cute and soft.

Nowadays, when pigs run, they smash the bed and the ground, throw them out, and land on their stomachs before their legs.

"You are still a pig!" Amang's tone became more certain.

What happened to the pig demon?

It's so tasteless... Even if I am raising a kid, I still hope to raise a smarter breed.

"Meow!" Fuchen became anxious and jumped onto Amang's head.

A huge shadow covered the light above.

Aman felt the pressure, grabbed the "heavy treasure" that fell from the sky, and said weakly, "Okay, it's a cat and pig."

"Meow~" Fuchen opened his mouth and spoke softly.

The voice was still very soft and cute, and the face shape - Amang silently looked away, his face was also enlarged, and the flesh on his cheeks was "pouting".

The beginning of spring means eating.

Fuchen can no longer go to the small pond to catch fish, there is not enough to eat.

Animals on land have many mothers with cubs, or female animals of the right age to become pregnant.

Amang doesn't like Fuchen to eat these animals. After thinking about it, fish is the best choice.

He took Fuchen to hunt in the big river of Yunshan.

The bear woke up and was already standing on the bottom of the pool downstream of the river, standing under the pile of stones, opening its mouth wide to catch the fish coming downstream.

"Oh." The good position has already been taken. Amang can only teach, "Learn how it is done."

Maozhu Fuchen stared at the bear's movements and understood. He immediately broke away from Amang's hand and ran over.

"Hey -" Amang just wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, let Xiong educate him. He would take action only if there was danger.

The cat and pig were not afraid of anything and actually stood directly next to the bear.

The brown bear didn't know whether it had just woken up, lacked brains, or was too lazy, but it didn't move and kept its mouth open.

But when the fish saw the brown bear protruding from the dam, it suddenly turned around and fell into Fuchen's mouth.

As soon as Fuchen opened her mouth, a plump fresh fish came into her mouth. Just when she was about to enjoy it, she suddenly felt a line of sight: a brown bear was staring straight at her.

The small eyes hidden by brown hair stared straight at her.

The next moment, the rice dumpling bear raised his palm, ready to slap the cat and pig to death.

Fuchen immediately jumped up, turned around and ran away. The fish in his mouth held on tightly.

The brown bear stood up and chased the floating dust, and would not rest until it reached its goal. It could only see the cat and pig in front of it.

Fuchen kept running and saw a big tree. He climbed to the top of the tree.

The brown bear stood up and shook the tree. When there was no response, it hit the tree hard with its body.

The floating dust on the tree felt the shaking, but did not panic. He still had the fish in his mouth.

Fuchen picked out a century-old tree, a hardwood that was strong enough. The brown bear didn't knock it down, but he didn't give up either. He just lay under the tree and waited, not leaving. He would get up and circle around a few times from time to time, waiting for the cats and pigs on the tree to be exhausted.

rise.

Maozhu Fuchen is a big-hearted person, holding the fish with his paws and eating directly.

Not affected at all.

A cat and a bear cub stayed in a stalemate under a tree for three days and two nights.

I saw the cat and pig on the tree meowing so hungry that all the fat on their stomachs fell out.

Amang then took action. He used the fresh fish that had broken through the ice in spring and threw them on the road one by one to lead the brown bear back to the river.

Amang didn't care about the rest, he went to practice.

Fuchen stared at the big bear that was much stronger than him, and did not step forward again. Instead, he changed his mind.

The place Dahe has no place.

Then go downstream.

Picking up the missing fish from the bear.

Relying on this method, Fuchen ate fish for a long time in the spring.

The deliciousness of fish at the beginning of winter and spring is unparalleled, Fuchen couldn't help but remember it.

It's summer, and Amang allows Fuchen to catch snakes. But it must be a female snake without cubs.

As he grows a year older, his ability to catch dust has become much stronger.

It will catch low-flying birds.

When they take off, rush over to them, jump up high, open your mouth and bite them. If you accidentally get too high, twist your body and turn over, bite the bird, land, and eat every meal again.

The wild geese are no exception.

Amang stared at Fuchen's agility, and unconsciously stared at the belly of the cat and pig, which became even fatter.

It’s only been a season, and the little piggy is blowing again.

Its appetite is astonishing, and it eats almost all the time.

In the scorching summer, when Yunshan is stuffy and hot, Amang will carry the floating dust to the water stream to enjoy the coolness.

The cat and pig stepped on the head of the huge snake, and the snake's body floated leisurely on the black water. It looked like a big guy patrolling its territory.

The cold water cooled the scorching summer heat.

In autumn, Fuchen even mixes directly with the wild boars and eats nuts, snakes, and deer calves together.

Occasionally when I get tired of it, I will eat some grass for digestion.

Before winter came, Amang saw that the cat and pig had followed the tiger in learning to catch wild boars, and felt that it was a bit difficult.

It’s so delicious.

Half a boy, I will starve to death.

Can you eat like this when you are practicing?

Aman thought about how much he had eaten to get into such a shape, and silently planned in his mind: No, it can't be like this. You must practice in the spring.

When he first became a demon, he did not insist on absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, but instead ate and ate, and now he has retained many of the bestiality of animals.

Hibernate in winter.

Keep cool in summer.

I still like to snake when I walk.

Normal monsters don't do this.

Amang planned this, silently closed his eyes and began hibernation.

When I opened my eyes again, the cat on the bed was even bigger.

The orange cat, which was almost as big as a tiger, was lying on his bed, purring deafeningly.

The orange cat hair is like grass.

The smaller half of the bed belonged to her, and her snake body was pushed to the side, and she had to fold it five or six times before she could barely get down.

You have to train. You have to transform!

(End of chapter)


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