Four hundred and twentieth chapters teach by words and deeds
Who said women are made of water? Even a bear is made of water these days.
Roll over. The baby bear cried for a full seven or eight minutes, with runny nose and tears, sobbing pitifully. It was almost embarrassing to the face of the Forest Bear Brother and the Elf Circle Bear.
I can chase Pi Shen Zhi Ye all over the place, sweating profusely.
As we all know, don’t mess with giant sting wasps in the forest, and don’t play with baby bears when camping.
Although the baby bear has a pair of big ears, a crescent birthmark, a fluffy and orange Winnie the Pooh face.
But his father is generally as vicious as Thanos Schwarzenegger.
According to Touya's experience, there are generally three stages of crying: soft sobbing, loud crying, and sobbing when the tears dry up.
In the second stage, you can only let her (it) (him) continue to cry until she is satisfied.
At the third stage, take advantage of the situation quickly, touch the head, hug and lift it up, and feed it to divert attention.
The baby bear gnawed on the spicy sticks fed to the dragon and squeaked with joy. The baby dragon stared at it ferociously and irritably. If Touya hadn't stopped him, the baby dragon would have bumped into it and killed the bad bear.
I'm so annoyed!
Touya looked calm - he couldn't even bear this trouble, how could he be a trainer or open a harem?
Take a shower early, go to bed, soak your feet and eat chicken.
Only those who are young and innocent think that love is made of sugar.
In fact, love is made of pure coffee beans, and it will be sweet only if you add sugar to supplement the milk.
The same goes for cultivating elves.
He couldn't let a pack of Dragon Feeding Spicy Tiao go to waste, and said thoughtfully: "How long have you lived here? Have you ever seen a white worm-like elf that loves to chew tree roots?"
"Xi, Xi, Xi'an, ah wu." The baby bear glanced at Touya, twisted his butt, turned his back to him and continued to chew the spicy sticks.
It scared people to death, and they were still angry!
It showed its attitude that it was still having trouble, but without saying a word, Touya picked up a branch from the ground and cut it directly on the bear's head.
Give you some bear face, do you really think I am a grass-eating soft man?
After he finished cutting a branch, the baby bear grinned and shrank back to protect its head with its paws in pain. Touya took advantage of it and snatched away his dragon-feeding spicy sticks.
He stood up expressionlessly and prepared to leave.
The baby dragon followed suit and picked up a branch and tried to wave it. Unfortunately, its claws were too small and it was inconvenient to hold it. With another force, the branch was crushed by the baby dragon.
The remaining half was hanging by its paws.
The baby dragon shook it, found that it didn't work, and threw it away with its claws.
At this time, the ignorant baby dragon realized that some of Touya's operations were not suitable for him.
It’s still fun to butt your head!
Occasionally, I have some brains.
The baby bear was stunned for a moment, unable to accept it.
According to past experience, when one cries, makes a fuss, and shakes his face, human beings should not respond with one 'ah', two 'wow', and three 'oh hoo'.
It savored the taste of spicy strips, swallowed, swooped down and hugged Touya's calf without letting go of its claws, raised its head, with tears streaming down its face, began to act cute, and murmured: "Xi'an, Xi'an~"
It's so heavy, you fat bear! It's like a lead weight! Dongya took two steps with a cold face, and deliberately waved the Dragon Feeding Spicy Sticks packaging bag, and a few drops of spicy oil hit the baby bear's cheeks.
Its black nose was like turning on the air conditioner. It kept clicking, licking with its tongue, and swallowed several times in a row.
It rolled around the winter grass, and in order to get a bite of it, the baby bear really embarrassed the bears in the circle.
Is it almost done? Touya picked out a spicy stick and tossed it. The baby bear's eyes lit up, he pounced, grabbed the spicy stick in one mouthful, rolled to the ground, and after chewing a few bites, the bear's eyes looked at him with twinkling stars.
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Its series of movements are like a dolphin flapping its fins to beg for food.
Touya's eyes lit up.
I suddenly understood the spicy bear training method without a teacher, and I really excelled.
Touya throws one, and Baby Bear bites one.
After a few spicy sticks, the baby bear completely became Touya's loyal licking dog, biting wherever he pointed. He probably forgot about his father and only had spicy sticks in his heart.
"Which trees in this mountain are bigger and older? Take me there, find a tree, and reward you with a spicy stick. If I achieve my goal, not to mention a spicy stick, all the snacks in the bag will be yours."
Touya chewed beef jerky in his mouth and looked around.
There are calf-high herbaceous plants under the feet, and there are unknown tree species with overgrown branches on both sides.
He no longer knew where he was. There were too many trees and he was dizzy.
It was approaching evening, the forest was quiet, the cold wind was blowing, and even the chirping of birds became intermittent.
The baby bear looked at Touya longingly, knowing that it was time to go home. Although it was eager for snacks, it had to listen to the words of the bear at home.
It whined a few times and pointed to the northeast with its bear paw, shrugged its head and rolled back down the mountain three times in one step - anyway, it had rough skin and thick flesh, so it could move faster on the roll.
"This poor bear is quite lonely by himself. His father doesn't have a family plan, so he doesn't know how many more children he will have." Touya threw a pack of spiced beef jerky over, and the baby bear jumped up like a reflex and bit into it.
He stopped, waved his bear paw goodbye, rolled down, and soon disappeared.
There are also several reclusive elderly trainers living nearby, so the baby bears are really not afraid of life.
I'm used to being cute and eating something when I have nothing to do.
The "Houlang" trainers of the old era did not adapt to the modern technological city after retirement. They preferred to live in seclusion in the forest. The Tianguan Mountains is a good choice.
They are like this, and so are their elves.
This is life too.
The baby dragon looked at Touya in confusion, learning everything about him.
It didn't quite understand this scene, but it felt very comfortable.
…
As soon as he entered the dense forest in the northeast, Touya's expression immediately became solemn. The direction here was exactly opposite to the general direction of the movement of the insect swarms - that is to say, there was a high possibility that there were elves here.
He motioned for the baby dragon to move around and use the skill: Stare to explore.
Facts have proved that as long as it is a skill, it has its own uniqueness.
At least staring can be used to drive away some stubborn and unresponsive insect proteins.
And Touya can judge which tree may have an elf hiding under it through his glaring reaction - no matter how slow the insect protein is, he can still detect an elf after it has been nesting next to him for so long, right?
After careful searching, he actually found a large tree with almost no insects.
The big tree grows so tall that at a glance you can't see the end, but the branches and leaves are not very lush and are bare.
He pondered for a moment and took a few steps back: "Baby dragon, hit me."
"chant."
The baby dragon gave a tentative bump.
Click!
The tree is kneeling down!
"Huh?" Baby Dragon was stunned, he is so powerful.
Dongya was stunned, this result was a bit unexpected.
The trees in the elf world are all of high quality and cannot be so simple.
He stepped forward to take a look, and even broke off the branches of the big tree with his own hands, and found that they were beyond imagination.
He didn't think much and just broke off the branches with his hands. When he looked again, there was no juice at all.
Obviously, it's not that the big tree is ready to touch the porcelain dragon, but that the tree brother has already been squeezed dry by something.
The Doi Ninja is not only a squatter, but also a juicer.