My name is Wu Ge, I was originally a navy, and I was supposed to be discharged from the army in 133 days, because I was eaten by a monster and reborn as a little Tyrannosaurus rex, and my monster mother abandoned me very irresponsibly.

Also, I used to be a human being.

The Mushu people saw the old indigenous woman from the kitchen screaming and ran away, the Mushu people shook the vine whiskers, and the vine whiskers pierced the back of the old indigenous woman, it was this vicious old woman who spoke ill of the Mushu people and treated them cruelly for five years, as long as any woman did not have a deep hatred, her heart should never be so vicious, and the Mushu people did not forget the initiator of the many hardships inflicted on him by the Tushnidov chieftain These bullets have no effect on the Mushu people, The frightened indigenous chieftain hugged his head and scurried in the fleeing crowd, so it was easier to save his life, but as a tribal chief, this outfit was too dazzling, the great priest came and shouted loudly to organize the indigenous men to resist, and the two loyal indigenous guards opened the high sacrifice and fled, you are confused, right? A wronged soul (oh?) They think that the culprit of the last hunt failure is very reasonable) a big ape, a monster (heaven is evil, you can do it, you can do it, they don't understand it yet) the evil demon can come to one, come to three and look up to them too much, the vine whiskers of the Mushu people, sharp, fast, so fast that things happen one second and the next second to solve them, as if a good connection, using "fast" to describe his efficiency in other fields is not to praise him.

The Mushu captured what he considered to be a bad luck chieftain and dragged him over, at first trembling with fear, then rebelling against his atrocities.

"You want to die happily, I'll do what you want!" The Mushu people agreed in anger.

He held the indigenous chief aloof and finished word by word. Thrown into the hut, the chief's body lay crooked in the tattered grass and broken wood.

How merciful, how kind, to promise once and end the sinful life of the old bastard Tushnidov.

Then, the three of them, the revenge team, left the empty Norma Sanmi tribe without a hitch.

Messiset immediately decided to lead his subordinates to evacuate quickly, he had an ominous premonition, the Norma Sanfan tribe was finished, they and the tribe natives fled across the river in embarrassment, confirming that the monster just now did not chase them, and their strength was also consumed to a peak, the natives said that they did not dare to return to the tribe, the great sacrifice was supported by the natives, at this moment the natives thought of the high sacrifice, if there was no guard, he would have died on the road, and the natives who had witnessed the killing of the chief began to report to the high sacrifice. The natives were frightened, for fear that the woodbeard people would run behind the forest, their immunity to supernatural phenomena was equal to zero, and no one thought of going back to see the ancient legends of those strange powers and gods that they had been exposed to since they were children, they were so scared that they died, and the demons and gods handed down by the Mayan ancestors to this day are like an invisible shackle, restricting them from crossing that chasm.

The High Priest muttered to himself, and the natives supported him. In this group of frightened people, the high priest still noticed the Messith and the others, and he dragged his weak body to say some advice.

The High Priest of the Norma Samfan tribe took one last look at the Messith, a pair of perceptive eyes under the wrinkled withered skin.

"Normasan is leaving, Mr. Messitt is leaving, we don't belong to this land, the Fallen Wheel Patronus has already told me the answer. Who is still obsessed, and it will happen that God will lose his life blindfolded. ”

The High Priest crossed over to the white man and ordered the natives to march to the southern rainforest, and the natives men and women heard the order to move, and as long as their hands were still there, they would not starve to death in the rainforest, which was what they relied on to continue to reproduce and prosper.

Messith's face was gloomy, and he watched the Normasan natives move away, this is called the general trend is gone, what else can he save? The Messith watched all this mess, and he and his men sent it out early...

In fact, the White Devil paid attention to the white people of Messith in advance, and was disappointed in how much hope he had for this group of kind, and did not pay attention to them, the White Devil and the Mushu people swung towards the dense place of the rainforest, all the way to the spring breeze, and Broken Bones clearly realized that its "companion" White Devil was going to leave it with the Mushu people, go to the demon world and return to the real family, and he would continue to live alone in the rainforest, thinking that the broken bones were left behind in the middle of them. The white devil didn't notice this subtle change, he was really immersed in the composition of being able to go home, and he could find a civilized society with the Peruvian lieutenant colonel, they naturally wanted to return to the civilized society after taking revenge, it was obvious that the broken bones knew it, there was no reason for him to go back to the broken bones, the broken bones did not meet the white devil, it may still live freely, and now the alien children it raised single-handedly want to leave it, it is full of infinite sorrow, and the emotional things are really hard to tell, if they are not the same ancestor, there will be no 98% bonds, Parrot mung bean Shanshan is late.

Mushu people drink freely! The sound resounded through the rainforest, the white devil also roared and vented, and Norma-san listened charmingly, this is really the voice of the demon from the crypt, and they no longer have the means of their ancestors, they silently walked into the distance, the future road has been discouraged under the feet can not change anything, continue to walk.

"Tupac is going back to the army, and my benefactor is with me, and I promise they won't treat you the same way your companions did."

The White Devil was thrilled, and the reason why he had survived the rainforest was not the belief that he had met a civilized man to take him away from the dark, damp rainforest.

"Of course," said the White Devil happily.

Parrot Mung Bean spoke at this point, "The white devil is strong enough to leave the rainforest?" Didn't break bones with its help? ”

"I'm not so ungrateful that I could live in the rainforest on my own, of course, Master Broken Bones."

"Now, there is a great opportunity to learn the skills of the Donkey Kong clan, are you still leaving?"

What Mung Bean said makes sense, he has only learned a little fur from the white ape so far, so he did pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons when he left the rainforest. Before meeting the Mushu people, the white devil and broken bones depended on each other, food, disease, danger, and later met mung beans, although, he lost all the convenience of civilized society in the blink of an eye, but also, he reaped the various tests of living on his own, he did survive, but, he was alive and muddy, without broken bones, leaving broken bones, he was just more than civilized people, like the ability to jump up and down like a gray slippery, it's like you go back to the city to learn self-defense from a taekwondo teacher, but you turn a blind eye to the white ape master of the rainforest, The White Devil's mouth snapped.

"I almost missed something big!"

"Now you understand, there's nothing to lose by learning more skills. Maybe in the future, the sister will build a hall and find faults, and she can still use it," Mung Bean is a cannon of words.

The white devil has a black line on his face, but these statements are from the mouth of a parrot, teaching people to cry and laugh.

"I've decided to stay with you guys and really learn what you can do."

"Then you're going to ask about broken bones?"

"Master... The White Devil wants to continue... Learn the meaning of "White Devil Stumbling and Stumbling to Express the Beast Language."

The mung bean's little wings slapped on its own face, and it wanted to cry without tears: "The beast language of the white devil is also a mess!" ”

"Absolutely!" The white ape's broken bones were obviously extremely unexpected, and how to look at this parrot today is also pleasing to the eye. Parrot: "...". It takes the hand of the White Devil and learns the art of hunting, and it is happy to teach.