Chang Ping looked up at the swarm of bees flying over and exclaimed: "Lying grass, this is a wasp, not a bee!" "Snort", he raised the insecticide in his hand and sprayed it into the air, but after a few sprays, it couldn't be sprayed.

Jikzhimu quickly grabbed a handful of half-wet and half-dry hay from under the grass, lit it with a lighter, and as soon as there was a little fire, it was waved, and the flames went out and smoked from it.

The flying wasp stopped when it encountered the smoke, paused for a moment and chased after the running tiger.

Chang Ping shouted with his hands in the shape of a trumpet: "Run, don't look back!" ”

The tiger turned his head to look at his voice, then turned and ran in the other direction.

Chang Ping said with a smile: "This guy is quite smart, he knows how to run around!" Then he burst into a foul mouth, because the tiger ran around in a circle and came back.

"Lying grass! Lying on the grass! Hurry up hay, that bastard ran back with a wasp! As he spoke, he quickly paddled the hay.

An An angrily kicked him on the ass: "What are you shouting?" The two little hands made claws, paddled back and forth in the grass, and after grasping both hands, they stood up and shouted anxiously: "Hurry, hurry!" ”

Jikzhimu waved the hay in her hand and lit it in her hand, and she hurriedly waved it. Chang Ping grabbed the hay and pulled a handful of Jikri wood: "Quick, help me light it!" ”

Jikzhimu shoved the lighter to him and watched the tiger run wildly. An An flashed to the side at the same time as him.

"Bang", the tiger that couldn't stop closed its eyes and crashed into Chang Ping's body, "Lying grass!" Chang Ping flew up with a startled cry, spun in a circle in the air and fell to the ground. The tiger clung to the grass and slid forward for a while, then turned and ran back to An'an and Jikrimu, who were standing back to back.

"I'm the sun!" Chang Ping grinned so hard that he lost his lighter.

"Hum—", the swarm swooped down and pounced. Chang Ping waved the hay in his hand, but it didn't make any difference. "Hmm", the hay in his hand flew out, some wasps were penetrated by the hay and fell to the ground, and the rest of the wasps continued to rush towards him.

"Get out!" Chang Ping roared, and the flying wasp suddenly stopped, and then flew upside down as if it had been blown by a strong wind, leaving Chang Ping's body in an instant.

The tiger fell to the ground in an instant, staring at the big eyes in horror, Jikrimu stopped his arm, An An frowned, and although he turned off his hearing in time, his ears were still roaring.

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"Crackling", the wasps fell into the grass like dumplings, and the remaining few flew away in panic.

Chang Ping stood up and tilted his head arrogantly: "MMP, the tigers are honest in front of me, and the wasps with big birds dare to talk to me!" Then he looked at Jikrimu and An An: "Are you all right?" ”

The two watched as he opened his mouth, but could not hear a sound. Chang Ping saw the tiger hiding at the feet of the two, and passed between the two and kicked the tiger's buttocks: "Why are you pretending to be dead, hurry up and die for me." ”

An An and Ji Ke Rimu looked at Chang Ping's back, their eyes widened and their mouths opened, three fist-sized bags with three squashed wasps hanging on them.

The tiger crawled up from the ground with its neck hunched, and a fist-sized bag appeared on its buttocks. Chang Ping looked back at An An and Jike Rimu: "Let's go, continue to hurry!" ”

The two did not move, but looked at him with a frightened expression. He frowned and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Although An An couldn't hear the sound, he could tell what he said from the shape of his mouth, pointed at him and said, "Your back!" ”

Chang Pinghu touched his back suspiciously, and his hand happened to touch the bulging bag, "Oh-", he jumped up with his throat, feeling the hot pain of the place where he was touched.

He twisted his neck and looked back hard, but he couldn't see anything.

Jikzhimu pulled him and pointed at the tiger's buttocks, holding out three fingers.

Chang Ping guessed: "You mean I have such a big bag on my back, three?" ”

Jikrimu and An An nodded at the same time.

Chang Ping was stunned and shouted: "Mom, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" As he spoke, he took off his clothes and sat cross-legged on the ground.

As the exercises worked, all the heat rushed to the back, and the hot pain disappeared. Jikzhimu watched his back and grinned, three large red and swollen bags next to each other, occupying half of his back.

An An stretched out his hand to pull Jike Rimu aside, he looked at An An suspiciously, and An An pointed at Chang Ping's back.

"Poof", three stinging needles squirted out of the big bag, "poof", black blood sprayed, some dripping on Chang Ping's back. Seeing that the fist-sized bag shrank, the big bag disappeared completely after a while, leaving not even a trace.

Jikrimu's eyes widened in surprise, no wonder he said that he was not afraid of poison, and if he had such a kung fu, he was not afraid.

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Chang Ping got up and put on his clothes, and said proudly: "It's just a little poison, it's just pediatric!" ”

An An rolled her eyes: "It wasn't who jumped high just now!" ”

Chang Ping looked at the tiger with a smile and said, "You, come here!" ”

The tiger obediently walked up to him, he reached out and pressed it on the tiger's back, and carried the exercises. "Poof", the sting needle squirted out along with the black blood water.

The tiger looked like he was enjoying it. Chang Ping didn't know that what he had done had actually cultivated a true king of all beasts. When the bag was gone, he withdrew his hand, and the tiger rubbed his head against him in a flattering manner.

Jikzhimu looked at the tiger enviously, how he hadn't been stung by a wasp, so that he could feel the feeling of being healed. He shivered at the wasps flying not far away, and immediately dispelled his thoughts.

Chang Ping looked at An An and Jikzhimu with a smile: "Let's go, it will be troublesome to come to another group of wasps in a while!" ”

Hearing the word "wasp", the tiger hurriedly ran to the front, and An An and Jikrimu also quickened their pace.

The rest of the journey was relatively smooth, and when the sun was about to set, the three of them arrived at the mouth of the valley, which was overgrown with weeds, but there were not many trees, and it looked much drier than in the valley.

Chang Ping untied the backpack tied to the tiger and patted the tiger's buttocks: "Go, catch the prey!" ”

The tiger glanced into the valley and turned around and ran out of the valley. Chang Ping walked to the nearby tree with the dagger, looked up at the branches in the canopy, turned around and took out the rope from his backpack, and shook it off a few times. "Whoosh", Iron Claw flew up the branch with the rope. He tugged for a moment, waited for the iron claw to be clasped, and pulled down hard, "Click", and the branch fell.

An An dragged the branch aside, and Jikrimu looked for firewood. The tiger takes back a prey in a moment.

When the sun went down, two small grass huts appeared under the trees, three men sat in front of the fire roasting game, and the tiger lay on the side with his tongue sticking out.

An An looked at the barbecue: "I can't get into the valley, how can I find a wild man?" ”

Chang Ping said with a smile: "Then I won't enter, I'm now Jiang Taigong fishing - the one who wishes to take the bait!" ”

An An pursed his lips: "The smell of barbecue can't even be dispersed for a kilometer, do you think savages can smell it?" ”

Chang Ping flipped the barbecue and said with a smile: "The one who wishes to take the bait!" ”......

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