Gu Changsheng breathed for a moment, and replied quietly: "I don't know, maybe it's a jealous talent." ”

"It's not that there is no lack of energy." The red panda lay down again, rocking the recliner gracefully, "The watermelon juice from yesterday was so delicious, let's go get another drink." ”

People in Panda Valley have to bow their heads.

Gu Changsheng got up and went to prepare watermelon juice.

"It's still going to be chilled! Comfort! Behind him, there was the voice of the red panda green onion.

Looking at Gu Changsheng's back, the red panda whispered to himself.

"Gua Wazi, lie to Lao Tzu."

Not long after, Gu Changsheng came back and handed a glass of watermelon juice to the red panda.

A man and a bear drank chilled watermelon juice and lay on a rocking chair, waiting for the good news of the giant pandas.

The sun is slowly rising, and the giant pandas are coming back one after another.

However, none of them brought back any good news.

Just when Gu Changsheng was extremely disappointed, Da Mao rushed back all the way and shouted: "Da Sheng, hurry up and follow me!" Your mother-in-law is fighting! ”

Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he asked quite eagerly: "You speak slowly, Da Mao, are you sure you are not mistaken?" ”

"I didn't admit it this time, I deliberately got a piece of wood yesterday and carved it according to your mother-in-law's appearance, and I definitely didn't admit it this time." Da Mao seems confident.

"Let's go! Go and help the eldest mother-in-law fight! The red panda waved its paws and beckoned the pandas out of the valley.

The big pandas ran wildly, following behind Da Mao.

At the same time, on a steep cliff.

Song Qinghuan's face turned pale, and there was not much spiritual energy left in his body.

She was not fighting alone, there were more than twenty people around her, including four or five Jindan stage monks.

They were joined by a dozen argali.

In terms of numbers, human monks have the advantage, but unfortunately, this group of argalis are all alien beasts of the Jindan stage.

The combat strength of the two sides is extremely different, and the outcome of the battle is not suspenseful.

Song Qinghuan and the others retreated while fighting, and they had been blocked on a cliff.

Looking at the slowly approaching herd of argali, Song Qinghuan's heart was full of bitterness.

Opposite, the argali, their heads bowed, their huge horns showed, ready to launch a final charge symbolizing death.

On Song Qinghuan's side, although the monks were desperate, they still mobilized the aura in their bodies and prepared to fight to the death.

At this moment, the distant horizon was dusty and soot, as if something was rushing towards it.

After a few moments, the ground shook slightly as it got closer.

"Qinghuan!"

Song Qinghuan seemed to hear someone shouting his name.

Looking closely, she saw Gu Changsheng running towards her with a group of black and white beasts.

There were no seven-colored clouds, and even because he had come all the way, Gu Changsheng's clothes were covered with dust, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But in Song Qinghuan's eyes, he is his own hero.

From a distance, Gu Changsheng saw Song Qinghuan in the crowd at a glance.

Looking at her appearance, it seemed that there was no big problem, and Gu Changsheng's heart relaxed a lot.

The argali flock was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on.

But looking at the more than 100 giant pandas eyeing each other, the argalis stood in place, not daring to act rashly.

The red panda asked aloud: "Dasheng, my god chef, ah no, your mother-in-law is not in it?" ”

It's exposed, you foodie!

Gu Changsheng nodded with a dark face.

Then he walked to the front of the line and looked at the argali.

casually pointed to a argali, Gu Changsheng said: "This, grab the mutton." ”

Pointing to the other end, "This, kebab." ”

"It's a piece, shabu-shabu."

"This, braised mutton."

"This, fried lamb with green onions."

……

The argali, they didn't know what Gu Changsheng was talking about, but they always had a bad premonition.

Behind Gu Changsheng, the big pandas understood in seconds, they looked at this group of argali, and they were already swallowing saliva.

"What are you waiting for?" The red panda spoke.

Its eyes sparkled, and in its eyes, where it stood, there was still a flock of argali, and it was one delicious meal after another!

The pandas pounced like wolves.

In the argali, an argali, which looked like a leader, roared: "You have the ability to fight alone!" ”

Then he was thrown to the ground by a dozen giant pandas and beaten fatly.

The evil forces of the Ethereal Spirit Realm only fight in groups, and never fight alone.

Gu Changsheng bypassed the battlefield, walked to Song Qinghuan's side, hugged her gently, and asked in a low voice, "Is it still timely?" ”

Song Qinghuan nodded.

Looking at Song Qinghuan's pale face, Gu Changsheng was full of distress, and turned his head to look at the giant pandas who were beating argali.

He shouted, "Knock the heads of these argali!" Let's go back today and eat the whole sheep feast! ”

Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and smiled very satisfied.

Soon, the pandas carried the argali, and happily walked towards the Panda Valley.

A group of Terran monks followed, their faces full of confusion.

They were chased by strange beasts, and when they were on the verge of despair, another group of strange beasts appeared and saved them.

This thing is somewhat magical.

Gu Changsheng and Song Qinghuan walked side by side, but there was a red panda in the middle.

……

I haven't seen him for a few days, Gu Changsheng still wants to chat with Song Qinghuan, but the red panda green onion has no eyesight at all.

Directly sandwiched between two people, he said that he wanted to help them adjust their family relationships.

"Qinghuan, huh? In the future, it will be called Dahuan! Dahuan, I'm talking to you, and if you quarrel, you run away, and you can't do it. To communicate, to communicate. "The red panda's face was full of seriousness.

Song Qinghuan looked stunned and nodded in agreement.

Then, in the next second, the red panda revealed its true purpose.

"Dahuan, I heard that you are very good at cooking, wow?"

Song Qinghuan nodded.

The red panda is overjoyed.

On the way back, I passed by the original black bear den, where more than a hundred monks lived.

Gu Changsheng left all the monks except Song Qinghuan here, so that they could take care of them.

Not long after, I returned to Panda Valley.

It's already lunchtime.

The giant pandas put down the argali, and looked at Gu Changsheng and Song Qinghuan expectantly.

Song Qinghuan was a little unclear.

Gu Changsheng whispered in her ear, explaining the situation.

Although there was some surprise, Song Qinghuan still rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

Next to her, the red panda green onion is like this, one person and one bear move quickly, and the cooperation is very tacit.

In less than an hour, the valley was filled with a burst of fragrance.

The giant pandas feasted and ate happily.

In a corner of the bamboo forest, the red panda sandwiched a piece of mutton and put it in a pot, still counting the numbers in his mouth.

"One time, two times...... Eight hits! ”

Then I took out the mutton, dipped it in the seasoning and put it in my mouth, tasted it carefully and swallowed it.

Then he picked up the bamboo cup on the side and took a sip of chilled watermelon juice.

Make a sound of satisfaction.

"Ba Shi is very good!"