Ying Wuxing brought the little beast and went down the mountain again.

Go down the mountain with a mission.

He took forty-four Dream Flowers.

The four plants are used to exchange with Shenxi for a method that allows the remnants to recover quickly.

There should be no line to give long eyes, Song Ge can rest assured.

The other forty are to make a few breakthroughs in the phoenix.

There should be no Dharma protector, and Song Ge is also relieved.

Regarding the forty Dream Flowers used on the body of the Phoenix, Ying Wuxing and Yun Jiuxiao did not express an opinion.

If it is not published, it is supported.

And they do.

Looking at this matter in terms of interests, the investment is completely valuable.

Not to mention that the phoenixes are all pure-blooded creatures, except for Zhantian, they are all rare pure-blooded creatures.

Only the little beast is not very happy.

Phantom Streamer Butterfly is no longer a prisoner, but a friend.

In this case, it has no wings to eat.

No matter how unhappy the little beast is, there is no way to change this.

Song Ge definitely couldn't go his way.

Lifting the little guy's neck, no matter how it waved its little paws, how it struggled to go down the hill to stop it, it just couldn't escape.

Whining...

The little guy is very aggrieved.

It doesn't think Song Ge is a standard foodie.

The wings that were sent to the door were even pushed outward.

This is the elbow turning outward.

And now it just can't twist its arms around its thighs, it's completely fine.

"If you think about it again, I'll send you out!"

Song Ge still has to break through, how can he waste time and the little beast like this, he can only scare it like this.

Not to mention, it's pretty easy to use.

The little guy is used to eating big fish and meat, all kinds of pure-blooded creatures, how can he still be willing to go back to the Bone Mountain to gnaw bones.

Suddenly stopped struggling, his big eyes flickered, and he looked at Song Ge aggrievedly.

"It's not easy to sell cuteness, honestly break through in the mountains, and if you don't break through, the next time you go out, you will become someone else's ration. ”

Whew...

Loss of freedom, no freedom!

The little beast whispered and screamed.

"Here, take a sip!"

After Song Ge took a big sip of the palm-sized bottle, he handed it to the little beast on his shoulder.

This is a slap in the face to a sweet date!

The little guy understands this routine.

But, it eats this set, and it loves sweet dates.

The little one didn't scream, and took the little bottle to drink.

But just as the honey was about to enter his mouth, the little one stopped.

His eyes widened, and he threw the bottle out in a frightened manner.

How can this taste not be clear?

It's all too clear.

This is honey, honey that will be stung by bees.

The little guy saw that Yun Jiuxiao brought over the familiar homemade beehive, one big and one small.

It does not drink, nor is it stung.

It's too picky.

Obviously there are dream flowers, why do you still drink honey.

"Little thing, eat too much fish and meat, you are floating!"

Song Ge quickly fished out the bottle containing honey with one hand, and retrieved it.

She lifted the little one's neck again and brought it to her front with the bottle in her other hand.

"Open your mouth!"

She said fiercely.

The little one's teeth rattled to show its determination.

Never open your mouth.

If you don't eat the flowers, you will be stung by drinking honey?

It's not stupid.

"Are you looking over there?"

Song Ge pointed to the clouds on the side.

There were two fires beside Yun Jiuxiao.

There is a large cauldron on a fire, and you can't see what's in the pot, but the aroma can't be wrong, it's the smell of boiled meat.

On the other pile, you can clearly see that it is golden brown and crispy roasted, and the meat is constantly moistened with oil falling off the fire.

How can the little one not see.

It saw it as soon as it went up the hill.

If Song Ge hadn't watched it closely, it would have eaten meat a long time ago.

Hearing Song Ge say this, the little guy and the chick pecked the rice and nodded.

"Do you want to eat?"

The little guy stared at the barbecue that was blocked by the clouds, and there was still a corner exposed, and the chick pecked the rice again.

It wanted to eat it so much.

I want to eat until I clench my teeth and there is still crystal saliva at the corner of my mouth.

"Drink the honey, let the bees sting, and the meat will be yours..."

Woo...

The little beast's head shook like a rattle.

Was that a sting?

It was a fat circle that had been stung, and every part of its body was not swollen, and it was not unaware.

It's just a meal of meat.

It endured.

If you don't eat a meal, you won't starve to death.

"Don't shake your head in a hurry, I'm not done yet!"

Song Ge had a kind smile on his face.

But the more cordial it is, the creier it becomes.

Is this the time to be gracious?

The current situation should be angry.

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, can it not be creepy?

Gaziz!

The little beast gritted its teeth tighter and tighter.

Song Ge, this woman is very bad.

It must be bad, as long as you grit your teeth, it still doesn't believe it, and you can still turn honey into your stomach out of thin air?

"But if you don't eat that meat this time, then from now on, when we eat meat, you'll eat what puppies should eat, and you'll only gnaw on the remaining bones. ”

Pry mouth?

Juggle?

Song Ge wanted the little beast to open its mouth and drink it by itself.

Can't even cure it, how can she mess up?

Whining...

The little beast protested.

It's a beast.

Even the changing appearance of the moment is a kitten, not a puppy.

"Protest is ineffective, you only have two choices, eat meat now, gnaw bones later!"

It's too much of a bully.

The little beast was very aggrieved.

But, what can it do?

I can't beat it, and I can't say it.

Would it rather die than give in?

Gnawing bones in the second half of your life to live?

It's all tears when you think about it.

Manly beast, it's... I was able to bend and stretch and endure.

Isn't it just being stung by a bee?

The little beast looked heroic and righteous, staring straight at the meat on the other side, with a boss in his mouth, waiting for Song Ge to pour honey.

After drinking a large mouthful of honey, the little beast smashed its mouth, and it was a little unfinished.

If you drink this honey without being stung by bees, the little beasts are willing to drink it every day.

But to be stung by a bee, it doesn't want to smell.

Drinking is sweet in the mouth, but bitter in the heart, bitter in the memory.

When I think of those days when I was stung by bees, my brain hurts.

"Stop!"

As soon as the little beast touched the ground, it wanted to eat the meat.

Song Ge's scolding made it stand stiffly in place.

"If you don't keep your word, you may be sent back, you have to think clearly!"

Song Ge told the little beast.

Woo...

Suddenly the little beast was elated, and then walked towards the fire, feeling that every step was very difficult, as if carrying a mountain on its back.

It looked at the fire, then at the hive next to Ying Wuxing, and regretted it.

The feeling of being stung by bees is really bad.

It looked back at Song Ge pitifully, as if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of it.

"Repentance is also a breach of promise, and you will also be sent back!"

With just one glance, Song Ge guessed the little guy's thoughts, cut off its thoughts, and warned it.

Whining...

The little beast roared at Song Ge.

Song Ge also understood what it meant, and the little guy was saying that she was a vicious woman.

Does Song Ge care?

She pursed her lips and threw her hands at the little beast.

"Scold casually, and after scolding, you'll be stung by bees!"

Whining...

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