"Goo-Goo......

"Chirp chirp ......"

"Giggle......

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Ang ......"

Next to the meteorite island, Yang Qian was lying in the center of a pile of meteoric iron, looking at the meteorite around him. Listening to the constant screams in his ears, he finally got angry after being pondering, raised his head and yelled at Xiaoqing, who was spinning above his head: "Get out!" ”

Now Xiaoqing is already a seven-meter-long big lizard, with wings spread for ** meters, even in the Cretaceous period where giant beasts are rampant, it can dominate a piece of the sky.

It's just that this guy's surname just doesn't grow, and as it grows bigger and bigger, its ability is getting bigger and bigger, and it's getting more and more troublesome.

Don't think that there are many creatures on the small meteorite island, the screams that rang in Yang Gan's ears just now were all made by Xiao Qing alone. Now even the wyvern who has been tortured by it doesn't dare to go out to play with it, and it is estimated that he is honestly following the queen and early summer's practice track at this time.

The reason for all this is that a certain flying lizard wanders around with nothing to do, and uses its strange cries to play tricks on its companions.

The flying dragon is now flying higher and higher, but just a few times after it went to the sky, it was frantically besieged by a group of big pterosaurs that Xiaoqing attracted from nowhere. The pterodactyls didn't dare to come up and attack the wyvern easily, but it was okay to get it covered in feces, which was not very skilled in flying so far.

Once or twice is fine, but a lizard born with an aura of mockery is simply unreasonable. It has always managed to provoke the wrath of various creatures, and each time it never knows what exactly it has done, leaving the wyvern alone to suffer the consequences.

No creature can withstand such torture!

So now it's just bothering it all day long, and it's a little too much of a crocodile.

Even if you are disturbed, Yang Qian can still bear it.

However, once when he was working hard to pick fluorescent grass for it at the bottom of the sea, he suddenly saw a group of swimming fish desperately fleeing, and it was actually chasing it behind him, which made Yang Qian annoyed.

I have long known that this guy loves to chase and play with swimming fish in the water, and its snake-like tail is thick and powerful, which can not only help it play a variety of difficult flight postures when flying in the air, but also allow it to play to its heart's content in the water.

However, although this is a shallow sea, it is definitely not easy for flying and terrestrial creatures to come down. When did it get to such a deep seabed, I don't know?

Watching it skillfully chase the group of swimming fish at the bottom of the sea, Yang Gan's depression really had nowhere to confide.

Feelings: Your old man has long been able to go down to the bottom of the sea by himself, so aren't these fluorescent grasses available to you? Why do you have to let me work so hard every day to send you ashore?

That's not all, the point is that after seeing himself, this guy actually pretended not to see anything, turned his head, and went up to the sea.

When he got to the surface of the sea, it had already flown in the sun for an unknown number of laps, flapping its wings that were clean and clean without a drop of water, as if it was not it at all that he had just encountered, and still made a strange cry to ask for fluorescent grass to eat.

Yang Qian really wanted to ask it: Do you dare to be more shameless?

But he also knew that if this guy could speak, he would definitely answer with confidence: Dare!

It's been together for so long, and Yang Qian knows this guy very clearly.

Now it's pretending to let itself harvest fluorescent grass for it, and it's sorry for itself if it doesn't yell at it.

Yang Gan, who roared and felt refreshed, continued to bury his head in the study of meteoric iron, and after being quiet for a while, he couldn't help but look at Xiaoqing, who had fallen silent.

It lay on the ground like an air bag, curled up, burying its head under its wings.

After glancing at it, Yang Qian continued to study meteorites, and from time to time he moved pieces of meteorite around.

It's not that he's too vicious, but that you pretend to be wronged about small things! The tip of the little tail that only shakes around when it is proud, can it be awkwardly wriggled? Are you an ornament when I have eyes bigger than two small dinosaur eggs?

"Poof!" "Bang!"

The pieces of meteorite iron were re-arranged by Yang Gan, and each piece was carefully observed by him, and then he picked out those with unique shapes and stacked them aside.

In fact, now he is completely immune to Xiaoqing's various actions.

He even felt that this little thing was getting bigger and bigger, and it was not impossible for him to open his mouth to talk to him one day.

There's no way, this little guy is so smart that even the current queen can't compare to its tricks. And for example, for actions such as pretending to be wronged, the queen will sometimes express her dissatisfaction, but it is impossible to clearly show it with rich actions like this.

In the environment where Yang Qian lives, among the companions around him, none of the creatures will be like this. In other words, these things are simply self-taught by Xiaoqing.

Well, the Cretaceous era was a magical time, and anything could happen!

Yang Qian, who had no clue, could only comfort himself with such thoughts, and then honestly move his meteorite.

Now his life is very busy.

The camp of the Tooth Tooth Dragon also needs him to observe, and at present, he feels that after a few years of training, there should be some Tooth Hurt Dragon, such as the current leader of the Tooth Dragon, that is, the original old leader of the Tooth Dragon. The change in body size is still not significant, but the strength and agility have improved significantly.

Now that Yang Qian has begun to let the Tooth Wounded Dragon practice the second trajectory, as for those Tooth Hurt Dragons who have obviously improved their physical fitness, whether they have successfully evolved or are evolving, he needs to further observe.

These are not too important, he has to go to the sea every day to exercise his adaptability, find some strange-looking sea monsters to try his skills, and learn some marine survival skills from them by the way.

When he used to live on land, as a reborn person with human intelligence, many things in his memory were very helpful to him. Including identifying various dinosaurs, distinguishing the difference between botan-eating dinosaurs and carnivorous dinosaurs and their dangerous surnames, and actively observing and learning in ordinary life, etc., these are also the main reasons why he can have the current secondary evolution.

However, in the face of the ocean, scientists thousands of years later have buried their heads in research, and generation after generation of people have gone forward and succeeded, but they have not even fully studied the ocean at that time, let alone relied on a few fossils to study the marine world tens of millions of years ago.

In the shallow sea, there is still some knowledge that can be used, but in the deep sea, he can only put aside the previous deep-rooted concepts, rely on his own experience, and explore the marine world here little by little.

"Goo-goo-goo-goo......"

Xiao Qing, who had been pretending to be aggrieved for a long time, couldn't help but peek at Yang Gan, and found that he didn't look at himself at all, and suddenly let out a burst of dissatisfied screams.

It didn't know that its smug tail had betrayed it, and it still pretended to be aggrieved and kept bothering.

"Bang!"

Yang Qian threw aside a piece of meteorite he was holding, and then walked towards the sea without saying a word.

Yang Gan, who was working hard in the sea, suddenly felt something from the change in the current, raised his head, and saw Xiaoqing not far in front of him, blinking at him with big eyes, and his tail twisting around a little uneasily.

It seems that his helpless behavior was regarded as angry, and this is to apologize.

Seeing that it approached flatteringly, and recklessly stretched out its claws towards a cluster of fluorescent grass, Yang Qian hurriedly stopped it.

The fluorescent grass near Meteorite Island was the latest to be planted and the hardest to harvest, with only a few leaves removed from each cluster, otherwise the entire cluster could die.

If it's those fluorescent grasses planted in the sea near Spider Island, then you can let it pick it up, and replant it yourself later. It would be a shame if it accidentally destroyed this place.

Looking at its puzzled eyes, Yang Qian handed it the fluorescent grass in his paws, motioning for it to quickly return to it.

Until now, he couldn't figure out how long this guy could stay at the bottom of the sea, or it was better to be careful.

Watching it swing its tail and swim towards the sea, Yang Gan's mood suddenly improved a lot: although it loves to play and make trouble, at least this guy is quite sensible.

After getting enough fluorescent grass for Xiaoqing to eat now, Yang Qian returned to Meteorite Island.

The little guy who thought he was angry just now was honestly waiting for him in the meteorite pile, but this time it wasn't pretending.

He patted it on the head and told it that he was really not angry. As a result, its mood changed, and it had always come and gone faster than the storm in the sea, and soon became elated again, and ate it by itself.

Yang Qian sighed and continued to immerse himself in the study of meteoric iron.

After a while, Xiaoqing ate all the fluorescent grass, said hello to him, and flapped his wings and flew towards Spider Island, presumably going to plague the queen in early summer.

Without its bothering, Yang Gan's efficiency has improved a lot.

Even so, there was a lot more meteorite, which kept him busy until the sunset.

All the meteorite iron was divided into small piles by him according to their shape, size, and color, and kept a sufficient distance in the middle.

Looking at the sunset in the sky, Yang Qian lay in front of a pile of small meteorites, closed his eyes, settled down, and vomited.

The little crocodile in the light river of the spiritual space already had a beating heart, and as expected, a few more small points of light appeared. Yang Gan, who still had no clue about spiritual cultivation, could only go with the flow.

Now, that's not what he's concerned about.

Feeling the faint energy absorbed by the scales on his body, it was quickly devoured by those hungry cells, and it was only a moment before he opened his eyes.

Not this bunch.

I changed a bunch of them, continued to close my eyes, settle down, and breathe in.

(To be continued)