Thousands of feet will run wildly tomorrow, like a carrot with wings, and a gust of orange wind will sweep away the leaves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's a pity that the fallen leaves swept up all the way are not the ones he likes to eat, perhaps, in the eyes of other millipedes, a fallen leaf is a vegetable.

But tomorrow, as a young man with pursuits, he prefers to eat well while he is full.

Unconsciously, he came to a small stream, and the gurgling water, like a clear morning song, was pleasant to the ear, and his resentment gradually calmed down.

The water's edge, at other times, is dangerous, but in the early morning, it is quite safe, and many predators rarely come to the stream to drink water or ambush their prey during this time, which makes the body and mind very relaxed tomorrow.

He found a dry sand and lay down comfortably, stretched his back to the sky, and then fixed his whole body movement in mid-air.

A fallen leaf floated down from the upper reaches of the stream, it has a lovely crescent shape, yellow and red, and beautiful markings, no matter the style or color, it is the one I like to eat the most.

The emoji of Qianzu tomorrow suddenly lit up.

At this moment, he really wanted to jump into the water with a "poof", and couldn't wait to catch up that delicious fallen leaf, and then hide in a place where no one was there to eat.

But sadly, he can't swim.

The stream is more than 20 centimeters deep, which is still very challenging for him to be 8 centimeters long, and there may be fish in the water, and he doesn't want to be a fish breakfast just to eat a leaf.

What to do?

His tenacious personality would not tolerate giving up a piece of delicious food, so he decided to chase the fallen leaves all the way by the stream.

Because the stream is crooked, the fallen leaves are likely to be caught by a branch in the distance, or blocked by a rock that is outcropping from the water, so he will naturally not waste his efforts to scoop up the fallen leaves.

In terms of strength, although their millipedes are not as strong as the ants that pull out the mountains and cover the world, they can drag a fallen leaf that does not speak, which is still more than enough.

……

So, in the singing of the forest stream, an orange millipede ran a cheerful marathon by the stream, and a mother cricket who got up early saw it from afar, and kept sighing, and said to the little cricket on her back:

"Son, do you know why he has so many legs? ”

"I know, because he's a millipede!"

The little cricket quickly said in a milky voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was immediately knocked on a chestnut by his mother, and he saw a black line on the face of the cricket mother:

"Little fool, he has so many legs, they all ran out! You have to study hard, now hurry up and roll off your mother's back, get ready to start, run-"

The little cricket, under the coercion and temptation of his mother, forced his calves away, while his mother slowly followed behind, smiling like an old fox.

thinks that back then, her mother also fooled her like this.

Good "traditions" should be passed down from generation to generation.

……

This conversation between the mother and son of the cricket was whispered across the streambank, so the thousand feet didn't know that from their own older generation, they millipedes were used by crickets as a role model for love sports to educate the next generation.

Now he just wants to chase the yellow and red fallen leaves and enjoy a delicious breakfast.

Run tomorrow!

He's cheering himself on.

As the terrain changed, the water flowed rapidly and slowly, and after passing through a patch of grass scented with wildflowers, the stream finally reached a rocky slope, and the fallen leaves were soon blocked by a row of stones.

Tomorrow secretly rejoiced, sure enough, there is a will, there is a way, 392 flywheels also turned as if they were spinning, this "carrot" was like flying, rushed over, and then hit a stone hard!

Caught off guard, Qianzu will fall backwards tomorrow.

It's strange that the stone seems to be resilient, otherwise it wouldn't bounce off in such an arc.

Covering his head, he got up tomorrow, and sat down on the ground again with a startled cry.

Now that I'm in a bunker, I'm afraid of something.

Qianzu's first reaction tomorrow is to escape!

Just as he was about to have an invincible Hot Wheels, his tail suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a giant toad pressed on Tomorrow's buttocks. With a squeak, his 6 hind legs were broken!

Tomorrow howls miserably, rolls around in the mud in pain, and then curls up like mosquito coils, motionless.

He's playing dead.

He knows that many predators like to eat their prey when it is alive, and he hopes to use this posture to make the toad lose its appetite and escape.

But he apparently underestimated the toad's highly voracious appetite, and it grabbed Tomorrow's tail and lifted it up in the air, seeing that its tongue was about to burst out.

A foul smell suddenly hit his face, choking the toad three times in a row, and at this time, Qianzu reflexively bit on its hand.

Wail!

The toad shook his hand in pain, and as soon as he landed, he quickly got up, and wanted to run into the depths of the grass, as long as he hid in the depths of the grass, and casually hid in a crack in the ground, he would be safe today.

But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is too skinny.

As soon as he found a crack in the ground, and his body was only halfway in, there was a loud bang on the ground, and the toad fell from the sky, like the Great Demon King of Roshan, crouching precisely beside Qianzu Tomorrow.

Tomorrow's head is in the crack in the ground, although he can't see the outside, but the sound of the toad's whirring breath blows the lower half of his body outside the crack in the ground.

The poor millipede, like this, was dragged alive from the crack in the ground by the toad's buttocks,

He was playfully held up in front of the toad's large, jelly-cloudy eyes, and both of them stared at each other.

The proportions of such a pair of eyes are very different, because the eyes of a toad are bigger than the head of a thousand feet tomorrow.

At this time, poof!

Qianzu Tomorrow has used his last life-saving trick - shoot venom!

The 86 stinky glands in the back half of his body sprayed all the venom in his body to the toad's big eyes without money!

As long as you shoot, you can make this toad half-blind, but in the nick of time, a flesh-red tongue swept out of the toad's mouth!

The tip of his tongue swelled violently, blocking all the venom that Qianzu would have painstakingly splashed like a flesh-red umbrella!

At this moment, tomorrow's face is like ashes.

Even such a difficult blow, the other party actually blocked it with his tongue! In a stunned moment, he secretly hoped that this toad could be numbed by the venom.

The venom of millipedes is far inferior to that of spiders or scorpions, and in many cases can only sting or paralyze enemies.

But the toad "poofed" a few times, and spit out the venom on its tongue.

Then he smiled and threw Qianzu Tomorrow to the mud, just like a human housewife washing clothes, and sure enough, he directly mixed Tomorrow with mud, rubbed it with both hands, and began to rub his clothes again.

Rub around.

not only wiped away the venom on Qianzu Tomorrow, but also wiped away the tomorrow that belonged to him.

There is no tomorrow for a thousand feet. (To be continued.) )