Alan, who was leaning under the tree to recover his strength, suddenly had an inexplicable palpitation.

Looking up at the flock of crows still hovering in mid-air outside the forest, for some reason, they did not follow, but hovered outside the forest, constantly flapping their wings, as if they were afraid of something.

Allen's heart was a little calm, and it seemed that these ghosts would not fly in for a while.

Although he couldn't figure out the reason, at least it was safe now, the top priority was to get something to eat to replenish his strength, after running on an empty stomach for so long, it would be dangerous if he was dehydrated and dehydrated.

There was no way out outside, so he could only go deep into the forest to find life, and with a sigh, Alan dragged his tired body to his feet.

Dina, on the other hand, looked full of energy, running around constantly.

"This should be the Beast Forest!" Alan sighed and said, "Follow me up and see if you can pass through and enter the Savage Ancient Plains." ”

The depths of the forest were pitch black, like a fog that made him instinctively feel inexplicable danger.

Dina's face suddenly changed, and she pointed to the depths of the forest, and Alan listened intently, and a burst of roars came from the depths of the forest.

With this beast-like roar, the ground beneath his feet began to tremble slightly.

Alan only smiled bitterly, feeling the tremor of the ground beneath his feet grow louder and louder, and he finally understood where his inexplicable palpitations came from.

This is the intuition that I have cultivated countless times on the battlefield, and the sense of foreknowledge of danger.

If it weren't for the deafening roars that kept coming to his ears, he would have thought that there was a cluster of tanks in the forest.

What kind of beast does this have to be, it is estimated that the dinosaurs are nothing more than that, Alan broke out of the forest in a cold sweat, not to mention whether the physical strength of the two can continue to escape the pursuit of the acid crows, even the problem of lack of food and drink cannot be solved.

Seeing the acid crow still hovering in the air outside the forest, he felt that his head was big, these little things really hold grudges, this is an undying posture.

In the future, we must let Dina change her cheap problem, and she can no longer smash people with stones if she disagrees, what is wrong with the crows that are okay and quacking twice, if you have to smash people with stones, don't the crows quack, and sing bel canto to you? Now you will be punished.

Dina stared into the depths of the forest, curiosity written on her big face.

Alan pulled Dina and climbed a big tree, and Dina pinched the corner of her skirt with reluctance on her face.

The bodies of the two were hidden in the dense foliage, trying to adjust their heartbeats and hold their breath.

Looking in the direction where the roar was coming from, Alan could feel the danger getting closer.

With a group of dark shadows emerging from the depths of the forest, Allen opened his mouth wide and leaked out two back molars, like toads that were severely deprived of oxygen.

"What the fuck is this。。。。。 Panda? Alan almost fell from the tree, and less than fifty meters in front of him, the tall and powerful guys who looked like pandas with fat stomachs staggered over.

"It's so cute!" The corners of Dina's eyes turned into crescent moons.

More than a dozen unusually tall pandas, dangling their big heads and dark circles under their eyes, kept sniffing and looking.

Looking at this group of enlarged giant pandas, Alan felt a little blindsided for a while.

Although he thought with tonsils, he also knew that this panda was not the other panda.

The guys in front of him are definitely not the group of national treasures he knows who make a living by selling cuteness.

In addition to the similar appearance, both in size and temperament, the two are very different.

The group of pandas in front of them, it is estimated that they are thrown into any zoo in the world, and they don't have to sell cuteness for a living, in terms of their size, dominating the zoo is just around the corner, and the group of tigers, lions, elephants or something, seeing them, the best way out is to sell cute to get a way out.

It's certainly not a species, it's not like a god, no, it's not like it.

The pandas he was familiar with were walking around on their stomachs, and the group of pandas in front of him were standing up and moving forward.

They propped their feet on the ground, swaying their big round heads, holding up a big belly and drinking too much fake wine, swaying left and right with a pair of small short legs.

To exaggerate, if Allen's panda in the world is a baby in swaddling clothes, the pandas in front of him are Arnold Schwarzenegger, who has just won the bodybuilding championship.

If nothing else, he had never heard of a national treasure that could grow more than three meters in size.

It is that the national treasure does not eat bamboo every day, only hormones and proteins. It's impossible to powder.

This group of pandas has extremely obvious violent characteristics all over their bodies, especially their eyes, he can see the evil aura that cannot be concealed at all from the dark circles under his eyes, and he can feel the fierce light like substance.

That look was familiar, and Alan was quite impressed.

Once after returning from a day of special training in Lianli in his previous life, he found that the cooking class was not cooking, and the hungry comrades-in-arms with their chests against their backs looked at the cooking soldiers with this kind of eyes.

Another time was five months after the closed training camp, the comrades-in-arms suddenly found that at the gate of the camp, there were two old vegetable sellers dressed in fancy clothes, and the comrades-in-arms also looked at them like this at that time.

The pandas kept patting the surrounding trees while moving forward irritablely, and after a few beats, the pandas, who were not cute at all, raised their round heads, looked up with a look of expectation and opened their mouths, standing stupidly under the trees and not knowing what to wait for.

After standing for a while and finding nothing, the pandas roared irritably, and then continued to look for the next big tree and continue to beat, and the cycle continued.

Alan looked at their irritable appearance, how to look like the severe mania shown by foodies after they were not satisfied.

When he was in the barracks, he also had this stinky problem, every time he couldn't eat enough in the canteen, it was not pleasing to the eye, especially when he saw the cooks in the cooking class, he always had to go up and kick his feet twice to relieve his anger.

"Isn't this a polar bear dyeing hair?" As the pandas get closer and closer, Alan feels that a small red heart in his chest is about to jump out, these guys who look like both the ultimate power enhancement version of the national treasure and the dyed polar bears are definitely good babies who are not picky eaters.

Their appearance, at first glance, is not a good-tempered master, and they have a posture of eating if they don't agree with each other, and starting to dry when they can't eat.

Look at the tonnage and the fat on the face, the dark circles in the eyes are like a real fierce light, and the sharp claws.

If he falls into the hands of these foodies, it is estimated that there will not be even a single hair left, and Alan doesn't dare to think about it anymore, this is not a heavyweight at all, and the number is even more unequal.

However, he found that these trees were quite sturdy, and it was estimated that if he replaced himself with the paws of the pandas, they would basically be as gorgeous and short-lived as fireworks.

Alan had to sigh that if people memorize words, they will hit their heels when they fart.

He didn't have time to think about it when he climbed the tree, and he climbed the closest tree to him, but on the tree where he was hiding now, except for a few red fruit-like things, the leaves and branches were really not dense enough, and at this time he was half-squatting on the trunk, and he barely covered half of his body.

Alan prayed devoutly, praying that the pandas would better not climb trees.

The big tree under his feet was only five or six meters high, and this was already the tallest branch he was squatting on.

However, the height of the pandas should be at least three meters.

Alan looked at Dina, speechless for a while, no matter how strong the trees were, they had a fart, looking at these "lively foodies", you don't have to guess to know that they must have a good bouncing power.

If a person stands up to a height of more than three meters, plus the length of his arm, he can probably pull himself down with his claws stretched out, even if he can't reach it, jump on the spot, it's almost the same.

After a short time, the pandas walked under the tree where Alan was hiding, slapped the trunk, and raised his head to open his mouth, when he suddenly found Alan squatting on the trunk.

The panda got excited, and after a few roars similar to communicating with his companions.

A large group of pandas gathered under the tree, flapping the trunk irritably, and yelling at the two people in the tree from time to time, and a few of them even stretched out their arms and tried to get them down with their claws.

The other pandas, on the other hand, were lying around the tree with their heads tilted, with big bloody mouths, looking at Alan on the trunk with anticipation.

If it weren't for the pandas under the tree, one by one with their bloody mouths open and revealing their teeth shining with cold light, just by looking up at the angle of their heads, Alan felt that they had a unique literary style.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that they saw the hard-working Alan and Dina as breakfast, they would have thought they were more literary.

Looking at their muscular size and their large basin-like mouths, Alan felt that he might be overestimating himself, and for them, he was just a dessert and more likely an appetizer.

Finally some of the impatient pandas couldn't wait, and the roars grew louder and denser, and their claws began to exert force, trying to shake Eren off the tree.

Alan looked at the claws that kept waving under his feet, and his heart almost didn't stop.

Luckily, the pandas can't climb trees.

"Don't jump, don't jump, don't jump." Alan prayed to heaven like the most devout believer.

God seemed to hear Alan's prayers.

The pandas were also very face-saving, they did not jump up, but looked for the guy on the ground, ready to smash the two humans from the tree.

I saw a particularly strong, square-shaped panda, and I don't know where to find a clod of earth the size of a head.

Howling twice, it seemed a little proud, this square panda weighed the clods of earth that were still crawling on the earthworm on its paws, probably thinking it was very handy.

Allen, who was in the tree, thought the guys were sinister and cunning.

Damn, you have this IQ, what are you still messing around in this forest, you guys get out and rule the continent of San Cassis!