Little Maoqiu looked at the second brother of the snake, and the pride revealed in his words can be imagined, the family of the second brother of the snake should be a family of divine beasts that was once glorious, and the second brother of the snake can be regarded as a nobleman, but this nobleman has declined.

Look at your little furball again, it's just a complete local chicken, and it's an ordinary demon beast that can't be ordinary anymore, and the second brother of the snake can't compare. Ay! Can't compare, can't compare! I'm just a miscellaneous fox, and now even the only old lady who depends on each other is dead, and now I can be regarded as a person who is full, and the whole family is not hungry. has no heart and lungs, sleep when you are full, it's good to be unrestrained and carefree, you don't have to be like the second brother of the snake, you have to think about restoring the glory of your ancestors every day, it's tiring to think about it!

When the little hairball was glad that he was an ordinary demon beast and not a noble demon beast under the psychological effect of sour grapes, he inadvertently looked up and saw that at the entrance of the cave halfway up the mountainside, there were two big characters written under the stone platform.

What does this mean, is it related to the ancestor of the second brother of the snake? Hey, whatever, it has nothing to do with me. The little furball looked back and found that there seemed to be words on the rock wall on the edge of the waterfall. So the little furball dog went to the front of the waterfall about thirty or forty zhang away, looked up and carefully distinguished, and barely recognized, "The waterfall is half in the sky, and it flies down to the world." Mo Yan This pool is small, shaking Kuangyin Mountain". The little furball muttered to himself, good words, good poems. The font is vigorous and powerful, and the poems are intriguing, not bad.

Just as the little furball was pretending to be judging the verses, the snakes came out of the water one after another, each holding a fat big fish. When the little furball saw it, he hurriedly shouted, "Don't use poison, don't use poison, take it back, I'll make you a barbecue later, it's delicious when it's cooked." The second brother nodded the snake's head, and then kept struggling in his mouth, and swam back with the big fish that wanted to escape from the heavens, and the little furball shouted at them: "You go back the way you came, I'll go over there and catch a hare, and I'll go back." ”

When the little furball fluttered to the shore, it jumped ashore with a burning butt, and ran straight to the platform on the mountain. Little Furball thought to herself, I'll quickly get back the half of the Flowing Cloud Rabbit I hid last night, and I'll go to the Python Mansion to make a barbecue with the second brother of the snake later! If I go late, and the bald-tailed dead finch finds me and takes it back, I won't be working in vain.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is a cruel drop. It had just landed on the platform that had landed last night, and was about to look around for the hidden Liuyun Rabbit, when it suddenly felt a demon wind blowing under the mountain, and when it tried to open its eyes in the wind and see the demon on the opposite side, the demon seemed to come out of thin air, standing less than a hundred zhang away.

The little furball mother screamed, "The big cat with a flower face is here again!" Then he turned his head and ran to the platform, thinking while running, if I can escape this catastrophe this time, I must ask the second brother of the snake, if there is a land temple nearby, Guanyin Pavilion, I will go to worship, go to this body of bad luck! This mountain is so big, you big cat, and that dead sparrow, what are you staring at me every day? Could it be that if you eat my meat, you will be able to live a long life and become an immortal? Bad luck!

This time, the little furball was self-defeating. It's just that the tiger didn't notice the little hairball. But after the little hairball makes such a fuss, it's hard not to be discovered! Wu lala, if the little furball knew that the truth of the matter turned out to be like this at this time, it is estimated that he would be eager to bite off his "many mouths and tongues".

The little furball exiled itself, and in this box, the tiger was found to be targeted, screamed, and chased after it.

The little furball was even more frightened when he heard the roar, and changed his direction left and right, running and jumping again, and shouting as he ran, "Don't chase after you big cat, otherwise this fox fairy will cast a spell to collect you!" The giant tiger was angry and funny when he heard it in the back, and secretly thought, "In recent decades, it is really rare for a demon beast in this area to dare to talk to me like this, this gadget is a little interesting, let me tease it!" ”

At this point, there was another deafening and powerful tiger roar, "Whew! Where did you come from, little demon, dare to talk to this king, come on, come on, grandpa and I will accept you, it is better than your current unknown life. Then he swooped forward, which scared the little furball to death, and when he saw that he was about to be pounced on by the big cat, he hurried to a small tree. The giant tiger thought to himself, this little guy is quite agile, I'll scare it again.

The giant tiger followed the little furball and jumped on the small tree lightly, maybe the tiger was too heavy, maybe the tree was too small, anyway, the tree was crushed by the tiger and bent to the outside of the platform, and it looked like it was about to break. The little furball squatting on the tree looked down with the bent tree, Mom, there is an abyss below, if you fall down......

Cold sweat dripped down the little hairball's head and onto the leaves, "Da, Da......", at this time on this empty platform was so clear, this fox and tiger were as if they were frozen, staring at each other.

The little furball was the first to come back to his senses, "The big cat with a flower face is going down, the tree is going to break!" The tiger was roared by the little furball, and also reacted, a rare obedient and unwavering ...... Jumped off the tree. But there was a section, losing the oppression of the tiger's golden body, only the small tree where the little furball and the fox were left, like the full curved bow bouncing back, and the poor little furball had not had time to grasp the branch, and with a bang, it was bounced to the opposite smooth mirror-like rock wall......

The little furball was so frightened that he closed his eyes, finished, finished, this is a complete explanation, and it will definitely stick to the cliff wall for a while and become a fox skin mat. Blame the dead cat! "Dead Flower Cat, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!" Before he died, the little furball said cruel words like a hero.

At this time, the giant tiger also came back to his senses, and secretly sighed at his recklessness, but he didn't expect that because of his momentary teasing, he would give away the little fox's life. It hurriedly turned around and rose up with all its might, trying to stop the little furball that had been popped. However, it was eager to save the fox and used its strength to eat milk, so the block became a slap, full of strength. The little furball was flying towards the cliff in a fixed manner, and suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and then he heard a "pop" sound, and his body was stopped, and he was instantly slapped by this force in the opposite direction of the cliff - the platform.

Who can tell me that my body hurts so much for Mao, because Mao just broke off the cliff and hit it became a platform collision, and it was always me who was injured every time Mao...... The little furball was frightened, sad, gave up, and calmed down.

The wind whistled from the side, Thirty zhang, fifty zhang, one hundred zhang, one hundred and fifty zhang, isn't it how big the whole platform is, the little hairball helplessly found that it finally showed signs of falling at a distance of two hundred and seventy zhang, but the expected collision incident did not happen for a long time. The little furball opened its eyes and looked down, it couldn't calm down anymore, mom, it turned out that he was shot away from the range of the platform, and below was the abyss, the little furball was unwilling to roar at the flower-faced big cat, "You are too tiger"!

The giant tiger scratched its head with its huge claws, and wondered, how did it know that my nickname was "Little Tiger Tiger", could it be that my little cub told him? It's too tiger, why don't you even tell people about my father's nickname, if this spreads, my prestige as the king of the southern foot will plummet! No, I'll have to teach this kid a good lesson when I go back. Yes, at this critical moment of life and death, it is still thinking about this little in its own house, and it still says that it is not a tiger!

Oops, bad! That's a really bad thing! The king of the southern foothills finally remembered the little hairball that was slapped away by himself. It hurried to the edge of the platform and shouted at the falling furball, "Can you fly?" ”

This sentence made the little furball angry, raised his head and roared at the flower-faced big cat with wide eyes, "What do you say! Then continue to fall down. The giant tiger also followed it and ran down the mountain road, shouting as he ran, "You insist, I'll pick you up below, don't be afraid!" "I'll it, the little furball is really worried about the IQ of this well-limbed guy, "Damn! Why do you make me hold on to this half-empty space! ”

When the giant tiger heard this, he didn't say anything to refute it, but sped up, thinking, bad thing, bad thing, if my little cub knows that I didn't pay attention to kill this little fox, I have to cut off the father-son relationship with me! Little ancestor, little ancestor, it's all my fault, you must not die! Otherwise, I won't have a successor......

As the speed of the fall became faster and faster, the little furball was cold in his heart, according to the analysis of the law favored by God in the past, this time it was spared, it was almost impossible to drop. Just when the little furball closed its eyes and waited for death, it was suddenly stopped by a big tree growing on the cliff wall more than 20 feet from the ground, slowing down part of its falling momentum, so that the desperate little furball saw a glimmer of hope to survive, even if it was missing arms and legs, at least the little life was saved.

Unexpectedly, about one or two feet from the ground, an adult's arm-thick branch once again gave it a "surprise", the small hairball fell heavily on the branch, and then was rebounded and thrown away again, just down the mountain to chase its "flower-faced big cat" head twenty or thirty zhang away, high leap over. The giant tiger looked up and roared! This little cub is still playing tricks on me, right, and said that it can't fly, you see how chic this posture is, how beautiful the movement is, and the speed is not much worse than that black eagle!

Then the little hairball fell down with a "chirp", and it only felt like the whole body was smashed into the ground, right? How can the ground still sink? It struggled to raise its head, but its body felt stuck to something sticky, and then it raised its nose and smelled it, what did it smell? It stinks, oh! Profound! I want to vomit when I smell it. Wait until it looks down at where it is.

Damn! What kind of place is this? The black mud around me choked me! Bah! Bah! Bah! The little hairball spit out several mouthfuls in a row, but he still felt that there was stinky mud in his mouth, so he was disgusting! Bah! Bah! Bah! It's slimy, and I can't even spit it out. Profound! Profound! Two more retching.

But what's going on? Why, with my movements, my body is sinking little by little. And at this moment, only the little head is exposed, which is really unfavorable!

Not far away at this moment, there was a tiger roar again! Oh! The giant tiger jumped over as soon as it was high. The little furball saw that the flower-faced big cat was also here, and thought, it's over, it's over, this time it's a complete explanation! It's definitely hopeless, either gnawed by the big cat with a flower face, or swallowed by this stinky mud. This is really, little cabbage, yellow in the ground; Five or six years old, no mother! Just as the little furball was making his last complaint before he died, the giant tiger roared, "You are so dirty, I don't even have a mouth on the ground!" ”