But at this time, this skinny dinosaur didn't seem to care about his own skinny body, but the strange combination in front of him.

A huge black dinosaur crocodile, and the turquoise winged lizard on its back.

In Yang Gan's eyes, this dinosaur should be dying soon, and in his perception, the thin dragon could not bring him any threat, because its life breath was too weak compared to its huge body.

Considering that he couldn't eat such a huge prey, Yang Qian planned to find a small prey to settle breakfast, it was shameful to waste food, and he was about to leave, and he couldn't serve the other carnivores in the forest for free.

Now his prey had shifted to the slow-moving herbivorous dragons of the forest. Compared to other carnivorous dragons, the horned bone shields and even the claws on the bodies of these herbivorous dragons are deadly threats. But for the increasingly nimble dinosaurs, these dinosaurs that are slow to move and don't have to chase are like a feast prepared by the forest for themselves, almost setting a table under their bodies and throwing a few dinner knives next to them.

The huge size walked silently through the forest, and the dinosaur seemed to turn into a moving black rock. Aside from the creatures that saw him directly, the clumsy dinosaurs wouldn't even notice it until he walked around.

Only today, Yang Gan turned his head and looked at the heel behind him with some annoyance, the scrawny dinosaur.

This thin dragon didn't know whether he was bent on seeking death or what, and when he saw Yang Gan leaving, he followed far behind, swaggering, and didn't even cover it up at all.

Although it seems to be agile enough to not match its sheer size, its sheer size is not suitable for walking in the mountains, and the bushes and branches it touches are enough to alert creatures within miles.

If it was a carnivorous dragon following him, Yang Qian would not be surprised. Because of their ability to hide their good breath, many arrogant or overconfident carnivorous dragons often regard themselves as prey - their own dinner the day before yesterday was a carnivorous long-necked dragon that had been following them for half a day.

Of course, this name was only thought of by Yang Qian when he was dining, because this kind of dinosaur was similar to a tyrannosaurus, but it was smaller and had a longer neck.

But what is this skinny dragon trying to do now?

The prey that was alarmed in front of them did not run away, but formed a circle stupidly, and each aimed the male peacock on his head like a single horn at him.

Yang Qian was immediately overjoyed, and he couldn't think about other questions. I thought these prey were going to run away!

This is really a sin made by heaven, but it can be done by itself, and it cannot live!

If you hear the movement, you can run away, and I don't bother to chase you, but you are ready to defend on the spot, isn't this looking for death?

As soon as Yang Gan's body jumped, he rushed towards these guys who he named the Peacock Dragon. Not to mention, in addition to the fact that they are on all fours, just looking at the size, they really look like peacocks.

Of course, their horn is not just an ornament, and it is also a thick crust rather than a beautiful feather; If the peacocks learned that they were compared to such an ugly dinosaur by Yang Gan, it would really be like exhausting the water of the three rivers, and they would not be able to resolve the hatred as deep as the sea.

The peacock dragons immediately paid the price for their misjudgment, and one of their companions fell to the ground with a wail, serving as breakfast for the dinosaur.

Yang Gan, who had prey, didn't care about the escape of the other peacock dragons, and he didn't even bother to continue thinking about why this thin dragon followed him until he had eaten and drunk enough.

If it was possible, Yang Qian wanted to go and see the eyes of this thin dragon.

Because at a certain moment, he suddenly thought about whether this thin dragon would be a creature with a different soul like himself.

And the only way he could think of to determine whether it was a sapient creature was to look into the other person's eyes.

It's not that he only reacted at this time, but, in fact, when he painted the murals, he didn't have much expectations, he just wanted to do something to keep himself an ethereal hope, so that his life would not be completely dull to the point of lovelessness.

He would not even think that he had just carved some patterns, and so easily attracted an intelligent life.

But the performance of the thin dragon really puzzled him too much, no matter what, he couldn't think of a reason for this thin dragon to follow him.

After eating and drinking, he lay on the ground and meditated hard, not even bothering to pay attention to the cheeky empty-tailed lizard begging for food - who let it eat too slowly, Yang Gan gave it a piece just now, but until Yang Gan was full, it was still looking at the piece of meat in front of him in a tangled way.

But in the end, he couldn't bear its bitter pleading or shameless entanglement, so Yang Qian helplessly waved his claws and chopped the piece of thigh meat that was three times the size of the empty-tailed lizard into pieces for it to eat.

It's fun to watch the airtail lizard feed. This little thing probably knows very well who is his own food and clothing parents now, and every time he eats, he will make some ridiculous movements after eating a few bites. Although it seemed a little inexplicable, Yang Qian unexpectedly understood: it was currying favor with himself.

But today he didn't have much time to appreciate the "performance" of the little thing, and after pondering for a while, he took advantage of the little thing's ghost movements, quickly scratched the ground with his paws a few times, and then beckoned the little thing to leave here.

Not far away, Yang Qian began to turn back frequently.

Hopefully the skinny dragon would see what he was drawing.

But the latter result disappointed him.

The thin dragon still blatantly walked along the route he had taken, and when it walked to the remains of the unlucky peacock dragon, it did look down at it for a while, but no one knew if it was the peacock dragon with its head down to see the remnants left, or those things that Yang Qian had drawn.

Let's see, how about giving some reaction?

In Yang Gan's inner shout, the thin dragon raised his head casually, and then in his disappointment, he still walked along the road he had just walked with his unhurried steps.

Are you thinking too much?

He was a little reluctant, and after walking for a long time, he drew something on the ground again.

His strange behavior probably aroused the curiosity of the thin dragon, and when the thin dragon passed by the lot where he painted something again, it obviously stayed a little longer.

So he painted again.

But this time, the thin dragon seemed to just glance at it, and walked over without stopping for a moment, still following him from a distance.

Because he had been thinking about the thin dragon following behind, Yang Qian didn't do anything except walk that day. As a result, he couldn't even find his way, and if it weren't for the sun, he would have almost lost his way.

Sniffing the breath of water coming from the air, when Yang Qian sank into a small river, the thin dragon also stopped.

It nibbled on some fern leaves not far from Yang Qian, but there were not many of them, and their sheer size was simply a tiny amount of food.

When it avoided the place where Yang Gan was, drank some water in the small river, and then closed his eyes peacefully to rest, Yang Gan finally died.

He put aside those thoughts that were almost extravagant, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled under the caress of the water, his mind sank into the boundless void, and began his routine cultivation.

The undigested food in the stomach quickly decreased, and finally disappeared, turning into energy to replenish the body, and the cells in the body were still greedily devouring those energy, as if they could never be filled.

And the empty-tailed lizard that was originally on his body, when he began to cultivate, skillfully burrowed into his big mouth, curled up under his tongue, as if this was the most reassuring place in the world, and soon fell into a deep sleep.