After a life-and-death escape in the swamp at the bottom of the cliff, he lay on the grass on the edge of the cliff, and wondered who "that woman" was, and why did she chase after him so much as to her ears. Jian Yi quietly looked at his sleeping brother Bell beside him. The younger brother breathed evenly, and a lost seven-star ladybug crawled slowly on his face. Jian Yi felt satisfied and lucky, and the innocent man who turned into a fish monster did not see his sister Yujia again until he died. As soon as he reached out and gently chased away the ladybug, his brother lay within his reach.

As soon as Jian Yi touched his brother's face, the younger brother slowly opened his eyes. He also reached out and touched his brother's face and grinned. His voice was as crisp as a brass bell, and the dimples on the sides of his cheeks were the same as those of the note, overflowing with sweetness and security. Seeing that his younger brother was finally able to be awakened naturally, he laughed out loud with a "poof", and his fatigue seemed to be alleviated a lot.

They got up and walked slowly towards the house, and the little brother became a small crutch. As soon as he walked out of the path on the edge of the cliff, the younger brother hugged his brother's thigh, playing tricks and not wanting to walk anymore. Seeing that the situation was not good, he indiscriminately stuffed his younger brother with a wooden sword and a toy pistol, carried a bamboo basket full of pumpkin flowers, brandished a wooden machete, and ran barefoot. He shouted loudly: "Ah Ling, come and chase me! If you have the ability, come and fight me!"

The bell hit the mark. He saw his brother dancing with a wooden machete, his eyes lit up, and he also compared the wooden sword of Shang Fang, trembling and running after him. However, he quickly saw through his brother's trick, and after running for about ten meters, he stood on the side of the road with his mouth cocked, and refused to go.

When he turned around and found that his brother was cheating again, he pretended to take two steps closer to his brother and lured him to open his legs. The clever ghost saw his brother turn back, waiting for an opportunity to raise the toy pistol in his hand, and shouting "Biu!Biu!" in his mouth, but his fingers would not pull the trigger of the toy pistol at all.

Jian Yi pretended to fall to the ground, which was exactly what he wanted. He lay on the ground and pretended to be in pain

"Ah! I've been shot!" I'm dying! Bell boy, you're really a sharpshooter! You're good, come and save me!"

Of course, the young man bell refused to miss this good opportunity to show his might. He giggled, giggled and triumphantly took small steps, fluttered and ran to his brother's side, and plunged headlong into him.

As if he had received the elixir of resurrection, he jumped up, clasped his fists with both hands, and shouted: "Thank you Shaoxia for saving me!"

The sky is getting dark, the sunset is dyeing the earth red, and the brothers are laughing and laughing on the slope home, and you chase after me. As his feet danced among the stones and grass, he could truly feel the contours of the earth and the imprints caressing the soles of his feet. The earth seems to be a skilled physiotherapist, and through its massage, the tiredness of Keichi is gradually absorbed into the ground and disappears, and the sense of security that is down-to-earth and thick makes Keichi rekindle his vitality. Bell watched his brother walk barefoot, not knowing that he had just lost his only shoe, thinking that it would be fun, so he also kicked off his shoes in a panic, and chased after him barefoot in three steps and two stops. Sunset magnifies the innocence and joy on their faces.

Immersed in the world of innocence, they didn't notice at all that in the shadows of this hill where there was only their family, there were two strange strangers standing not far away. The two had been waiting for a long time, and were paying close attention to every move of the little brothers, and it was obvious that the comer was not good. These two men, one with a burly figure and a rough and unruly face, the other petite and sweet, dressed in white, with hair like a luxuriant wisteria waterfall, flowed down from the sky with the clouds. The smile made the apple muscles on her cheeks look round and full, and they could be broken by blowing. Her eyes reflected the setting sun, as bright and pure as the stars in the sky.

This cute girl who wanted to protect her to the death said softly to the sturdy man beside her: "Tarzan, it's your turn!

The man named Tarzan was indeed as his name. He was burly and strong, and his toned muscles stretched his clothes three-dimensionally and full. As soon as he turned back, he turned into a huge rock, and Tarzan rumbled down the slope like a crushing peak.

Jian Yi was playing with his younger brother, and Leng Buding noticed a huge boulder rising from the top of the slope, which was overwhelmingly crushed down. He grabbed his brother and ducked sideways to the side of the road. The boulder was so large that the brothers had already roared in front of them as soon as they moved their bodies. They couldn't escape the boulder's crushing range.

In a desperate situation, he was able to stretch out his arms in front of him, his front legs were arched, his hind feet were firmly stepped on, his whole body was slightly bent, and he used his elbows and sideways to meet the boulder. He knew that he was just a mantis arm as a car, and it was impossible to resist it, and he would definitely be crushed into a meatloaf by a boulder. With a glimmer of hope, the boulder ran over him and was slowed down, deflecting its trajectory around his younger brother beside him.

However, it was much more than he expected. The moment the boulder hit his body, he didn't feel the huge impact and pain, and he didn't get knocked or crushed. The boulder was easily stopped by his body, clinging to his elbows and sideways. He couldn't feel the weight or pressure of the boulder.

In the midst of his doubts, the boulder gradually left the ground and floated. Jianyi's body was pulled by the boulder and floated with it. His toes fluttered desperately on the ground, barely off the ground. The seemingly huge mountain rock, like a balloon, was actually lighter than air, rising into the air.

Detachment from the ground, panic about the unknown quickly takes over Jianyi's brain. He was puzzled as to why this boulder, which should have been heavy, could take off into the air in such a strange way, where was the boulder going to take him with his feet off the ground, and he would fall from the sky and die heavily.

In the midst of his helpless struggle, the thick rhizome broke through the frostbitten skin on the note, swirled deep into the ground, and pulled his body back to the ground, firmly anchored. The rhizomes that were firmly planted in the ground seemed to merge into a part of the body of the note, and he was shocked to realize that they were actually controlled by his own consciousness, and he could even hear them squeak as they squeaked around the rocks underground.

The rising light boulder was suddenly stopped by strong resistance, swinging up and down in the air. It appears to be equipped with a built-in engine system that quickly adjusts its balance and moves upwards vertically again. The boulder is as buoyant as the mass and gravity of the naked eye predicts, and it converts the potential energy caused by gravity into buoyancy on its own.

In this-for-tat tug-of-war, the rocks in the ground are gradually crushed by the tangled rhizomes. The rhizome lost its attachment point and became loose, and the note was almost uprooted. The loose rhizomes quickly grow thicker and thicker, reaching deeper into the ground in all directions like probes, intertwining and staggering in search of new support points.

The younger brother on the side saw his brother's feet gradually off the ground, and guessed that it must be fun to float, and he wanted to be together. But seeing his brother struggling hoarsely, the roots of the tree on his feet desperately grabbed and sawed with the boulder. Instinctively, he rushed up and grabbed his brother's thighs, his feet shrunk and hung in the air. He thought he could drag his brother back with a negligible weight.

Jianyi's body felt a burst of warmth. The boulder is heating up on its own, and the high temperature causes the material inside the boulder to rapidly vaporize and become less dense. It is like a hot air balloon full of kinetic energy, and it is full of energy to rush into the air.

The little brothers hung in mid-air, like grasshoppers tied to a rope. Jian Yi clung to his brother's clothes, but realized that if this continued, they would rise higher and higher together. He yelled at his brother to let him go. The younger brother closed his eyes and trembled, buried his head between his brother's legs, and hugged his brother tighter. The two of them had just left the ground, and it wouldn't hurt too much to fall now.

The younger brother began to cry, he thought that his brother didn't want him anymore, and thick snot and saliva mixed with tears gushed out. Jian Yi stretched out his index finger to caress his face to comfort him, sticky to the thick mucus of his hand, and the suction cup on his hand took the opportunity to hold his brother's face tightly in the palm of his hand.

The calluses and sores on his hand were densely covered with scars, and he never dared to touch his brother directly. He was afraid that he would bruise his brother, whose little face was as tender as a green apple that had just been plucked from a tree. In order to get his brother's face out of his hand, he had to squeeze it hard, trying to bounce his hand away with the help of the reaction force.

The younger brother was deeply wronged, and his face was suddenly pinched by his brother, and he didn't cry or make trouble. The hard cocoon protrusions on his brother's hands rubbed against his cheeks irritatingly, a sensation he had never experienced before. Although it hurts a little, it is very comfortable to massage. His eyes widened and he looked at his brother expectantly.

The surface of the boulder is rough and the diaphragm is handed. Taishan's muscles are densely muscled, forming those abrupt edges and rough lines. I had an idea. Just as he walks between the smooth cliffs, the suction cups on his hands will pull him closer to the smooth cliffs, and if he grabs the smooth cliffs hard, the suction cups in his hands will push him away. Now, he needed to hold on to the boulder so hard that it could bounce off his hands.

Jian Yi reached out and grabbed the snot and saliva hanging from his brother's nostrils in the palm of his hand. However, the slime was too small to help him grasp the boulder. Note One needed more snot and saliva, but his brother's nostrils had abruptly stopped working.

Jian Yi gritted his teeth one by one, let go and kneaded his brother's face vigorously. The little guy actually closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying it. So Jian Yi had no choice but to grit his teeth and slap him twice. After the crisp sound of "popping", the two cute little faces of the younger brother flashed bright red palm prints, like ripe apples waiting to be harvested.

Jian Yi complained bitterly in his heart. Oh my God! The younger brother actually "giggled" and laughed! He actually mistook this for a new game of brother interaction! The younger brother didn't contribute fresh slime, and there was nothing he could do about it. The boulders gradually became larger and sharper. It's as if it can absorb the fear of Jianichi as nourishment for its own growth. The high temperature inside the boulder accelerated Taishan's blood circulation, and his muscles were infinitely congested and expanded.

The boulder continued to roar up like a monkey, and the roots of the tree under the foot of the note were still resisting with all their might. For the first time, he could see the strange rhizomes on his feet that were digging deep into the ground. Something in those thick rhizomes held the bark up into small bulges, moving quickly between the earth and the feet of the note. Inside the rhizome, the wooden conduit desperately delivers enough water and minerals to the body, and the wooden sieve provides a steady supply of fresh organic fuel. It's no wonder that every time the rhizome bursts out of the foot of the note, he feels energized.

Those rhizomes, which efficiently transport nutrients and water, reminded him of the lotus pod that the Jiaoyu Monster Tugan gave him before he died. In the entanglement with Tugan, he saw that there were also small moving bulges on the lotus stalk in Tugan's hand, transporting a certain substance into the lotus house. Tugan then squeezed out a large amount of mucus from the lotus chamber and applied it to the wounds torn by the suction cups on the quilt's hand, and those wounds healed immediately.

Jian Yi hurriedly took out the lotus pod from his arms, aimed at the boulder and rubbed and squeezed the lotus room. Massive amounts of green slime erupted from the honeycomb-shaped holes of the lotus house, and the shower head soaked and enveloped the boulder in the slime.

Jian Yi used all his strength to hold on to the boulder. The crystal clear lotus pod mucus provides the perfect entry point for the suction cups in his hands. The stone in his hand was crushed to pieces, with a sound similar to a bone breaking, and the boulder detached from his elbow and sideways as he wished. Jian Yi twisted his body, the rhizome on his foot gave him a stable fulcrum, and he threw the boulder to the ground.

The huge rock smashed into the ground and quickly bounced, bouncing off the ground a few times. It's like a leaky balloon, spraying a red column of air with the help of "Huhu", and rushing into the distance without looking back.

Almost at the same time, all the overloaded rhizomes on one foot of the note broke. He stumbled and rolled down into the rhizome with his brother in his arms. He gasped, glad he had escaped life-or-death death. The younger brother, who didn't know the depth and life and death, watched his brother look like a sturdy track and field athlete, turning sideways and throwing a huge shot put out with one hand. The shot put trailed its long tail across the sky and disappeared into his eyes. He clapped his hands and cried excitedly.

Home, just ahead. Jian Yi dragged his younger brother, who didn't want to go home, and crawled slowly towards home like a snail.

Not far away, Tarzan dragged back to the girl with a serious injury. He had serious abrasions on his muscles and multiple fractures all over his body, but he said to the girl with relief: "Hongmao, that little boy has passed my test, it's your turn!"

In an instant, the sky was covered with goose feathers and snow. The girl named Hongmao pursed her lips and smiled, her neat snow-white teeth glowing with cold light. Her steps are as agile and light as snowflakes. She can't wait, it's finally time for her to play!