As soon as the snowman and the snow mastiff moved, they pounced again!

“Cut！” Director Han Da was greatly dissatisfied, and immediately called a halt and fixed the two beasts again.

The crazy brother slowly walked up to the snowman, stretched out his finger and kept poking: "You don't have a brain?" Say a cruel word before you fight, dear! No temperament! ”

turned around and squatted down again, touched the snow mastiff's head, and said softly:

"Are you robbing him of his territory or is he robbing your nest? Have you talked about it? Why fight and kill at every turn? Harmonious! Got it? ”

The crazy brother thought about it, this mastiff has its own territory, and it generally doesn't go to expand its territory at will. As for the snowman, we don't know, but it seems that the situation is mostly the snowman's problem!

Don't you see the progress of human development? That's the history of expansion and war!

Han Feng untied the snowman.

The tall and sturdy snowman chooses to attack the most dangerous human at the first time!

After being thrown dozens of times, the snowman finally came to his senses, howled, and turned around to leave.

"What's so good?" Crazy brother quits.

As soon as his body moved, the snowman was caught and thrown to the ground. Han Feng immediately squatted down. The snowman was anxious to sit up, but was snorted viciously by the mad brother's eyes, reached out and pressed it, and couldn't move anymore.

He is worthy of the god of mastiffs! Han Feng looked at the injuries on the snowman and admired the snow mastiff that was still stiff.

The snowman's body was already as hard as steel, but at this time, it had been torn open by the snow mastiff, and the blood was dripping, and even a piece of fur was drooping down from his leg. Blood was gushing, staining almost the entire leg. If Han Feng didn't save him, most of this snowman would have died!

Han Feng looked at the snowman, and suddenly remembered the reason why Zhao Feifei came here, so he turned back. picked up two little snow leopards, carried Zhao Feifei, and returned to the valley in the blink of an eye.

"Dean Zhao, look at the snowman! There is no admission today! ”

Where can Zhao Feifei care about Han Feng's nonsense, and tremblingly pointed to the snowman lying on the ground and asked:

"Han Feng, is this a real snowman? Or are you looking for someone to pretend? ”

The crazy brother turned his head and said with a disdainful expression:

"Pretend? Do I need it? Is it necessary? Look, this is a real Himalayan snowman! At the same time, he hurriedly pushed away the two little leopards who were desperately crawling on the snowman.

Zhao Feifei still believed in Han Feng in the end, looked at it for a while, and came to a conclusion:

"It's an enlarged version of a white chimpanzee. But it's much more beautiful than King Kong in American movies! It's just that it's not good-looking when it's injured! And...... Not dressed yet! ”

The crazy brother rolled his eyes - brother is dressed, you are not the same not to see!

Zhao Feifei finally carried forward his style and cured the snowman with a petal. Of course, this life-saving kindness fell on the little girl.

Protecting Zhao Feifei behind him, Han Feng let go of the snowman. The "enlarged version of the white chimpanzee" was no longer a little manic, but actually knelt down and bowed to Zhao Feifei with folded hands a few times, then stood up and turned around to leave. But he was blocked by Han Feng.

"Take it back and heal your child." The crazy brother rarely handed the snowman two petals. The snowman took it, bowed again, and then bypassed Han Feng and galloped away.

"Feifei, do you think this snowman learned to merge after watching human beings worship Buddha? Or did humans learn from these polite snowmen? ”

Han Feng just turned around to ask a question, but saw that the two little snow leopards had already run under the snow mastiff and were desperately grabbing the hair on the snow mastiff's legs and climbing up.

"I want to die!" The crazy brother was angry, and he picked it up one by one and threw it to Zhao Feifei's side.

"This is the Mastiff King! Feifei, you take care of the light snow and a little bit. Wait for it to move, I don't know if it will trouble the little snow leopard! ”

After speaking, Han Feng walked up to the snow mastiff and sat down, and said softly: "I have already helped you defeat the bad guys who robbed your territory, and now I want to treat your injuries, don't move!" After speaking, he reached out and touched the snow mastiff's furry head, and at the same time let go of the shackles of spiritual power.

As soon as the snow mastiff was free, it began to let out a low roar in its throat, and its eyes were wary of the humans in front of it. He seemed to know that he was invincible, and slowly took a step back, but his whole body was still ready to go, and his hair stood on end, and he did not relax.

Han Feng casually took out a large blood river petal, stretched out his hand and handed it to the snow mastiff and said:

"Eat! Eat it and your injuries will heal in no time! ”

This snow mastiff and the snowman have been fighting for most of the day, and they are already covered with scars and broken legs. If it weren't for Han Feng's sudden appearance, it would be impossible to be killed by the snowman. It's just the nature of the bloodline to protect the territory that has allowed it to persist to this day. Now that he smells the fragrance of blood river flowers, coupled with Han Feng's gentle smile, his attitude is kind and there is no hostility. He gradually relaxed his vigilance, stopped yelling, limped on one hind leg, and slowly walked up, looking at Han Feng fixedly with a pair of gloomy eyes.

Han Feng still sat cross-legged, spread the petals in his hands, did not speak, and looked at the snow mastiff calmly.

A man and a dog look at each other like this, and this look is a full few minutes. The smile on the corner of Han Feng's mouth has not changed.

In the end, the snow mastiff shook his head, slowly stepped forward, and rubbed his big head on Han Feng's hand a few times before eating the petals.

"It's done!"

The crazy brother had no scruples, and hugged the huge body of the snow mastiff with one hand, laid it flat on his legs, and his spiritual power kept wandering on the snow mastiff with his hands......

A minute later, Han Feng let go of the snow mastiff.

"Feifei, you can come here. Bring Xiaoxue and Dotted Dots with you. ”

Only then did Zhao Feifei see the snow mastiff standing up completely: it was one meter tall, with a dense mane like an African lion, a broad chest, and a blazing gaze, subtle and profound. The five toes of the forelimbs are sharp, the four toes of the hind limbs are hooked, and the canine teeth are sharp.

"Can I touch it?" Despite the experience of the snow leopard, Zhao Feifei's heart was beating like a drum and asked timidly.

"Whatever you want! But it's best to be gentle at first, after all, everyone is not very familiar with each other. The crazy brother took a sip of wine, and by the way, brought over the two little snow leopards who were ready to "make out" with the snow mastiff in advance.

The little girl carefully squatted down in front of the snow mastiff step by step. The snow mastiff sniffed around her, probably smelling the smell of Korean wind on her body, so he leaned over and rubbed his head on Zhao Feifei's leg a few times.

Zhao Feifei stretched out his hand and wanted to stroke the snow mastiff's big head, but he didn't want to be bitten by a bite!

The little girl was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that the snow mastiff was just gently holding her hand.

"Han Feng, why didn't it touch me?"

The crazy brother laughed and said, "That's because you don't have a good relationship!" ”

"You're going to die!"