By the time Zhang Qingxuan left the secret realm of the sea of clouds, the sky was already dark, the sky was full of stars, and the earth under the moonlight looked very sad and sparse, giving people a sense of panic. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Qingxuan laughed at himself, he really thought too much, how old a person is, and suddenly he had this feeling of sadness and sadness, maybe he had experienced too much recently, and his spirit was too tight?

The thorn deer prepared a place for Zhang Qingxuan and the two to stay, they were indeed very hospitable, in fact, they themselves were the way of life of the sky for the quilt and the earth for the bed, but they built a small cabin for Zhang Qingxuan and the two, which made Zhang Qingxuan very surprised and flattered.

However, after accepting the warm hospitality of the parents of the thorn deer - the "Fruit Tasting Conference", Zhang Qingxuan felt that he was self-inflicted, people were not entertaining him, the main owner was the little maid Qing'er, and he was just stained, not even as good as Erhei.

Well, although it is quite ugly to say that he is "not as good as a dog", in the reception sequence of these fawn parents, Zhang Qingxuan can obviously feel that he is the third in the sequence, in other words, the penultimate one.

Even Erhei was arranged a separate kennel, Zhang Qingxuan looked at it and found that it was actually a miniature version of the cabin where he and Qing'er lived, and the decoration inside could be called a fairy tale world.

Of course, in the end he found that he was a villain again, and the thorn deer prepared countless "specialties" for them, and gave them them along with the cabin, as if they had not thought about whether they took them away or not, but this is a story for later.

He was rarely "left out", and he didn't even have trouble anymore, and Zhang Qingxuan was a little uncomfortable for a while, well, a slut is hypocritical.

The huge bonfire is burning, transmitting the breath of civilization to this wild world, fire is always an indispensable thing for any civilized race, but watching a group of "reindeer" dancing around the bonfire, Zhang Qingxuan always has a feeling that the world is unreal.

Peng--The sound in front of him brought Zhang Qingxuan's thoughts back to reality, and he shouted, "Are you on par with Newton?" Zhang Qingxuan found that there was a big green apple in front of him.

The sleeves were pulled abruptly, Zhang Qingxuan turned his head, and his cute big eyes told Zhang Qingxuan that he was really not Newton, okay, Zhang Qingxuan patted the little guy's head, "This is what you gave me?" Zhang Qingxuan picked up the apple with his other hand.

The little guy looked timid, his big eyes were full of curiosity, and he gently pushed Zhang Qingxuan's palm with his little head, and the little guy nodded approvingly, stretched out his pink little tongue and licked Zhang Qingxuan's hand.

Zhang Qingxuan smiled slightly, feeling that he was about to be cute, he turned his palm, held the little guy up, looked at its plum blossom little body, Zhang Qingxuan held the little guy in his arms.

"Why don't you go to play with the big sister?" Zhang Qingxuan stroked the little guy's head, as if talking to himself.

Unexpectedly, the little guy seemed to understand Zhang Qingxuan's words, it struggled to get up from Zhang Qingxuan's arms, and let out a magnificent chirp at Zhang Qingxuan, this little thing still cares about principles!

Zhang Qingxuan gently knocked on the little guy's head, the eye edge is really important, this may be the compatibility of sex, this little thing just looks at Zhang Qingxuan's eyes.

Looking at the shadow of a group of deer playing in the distance, Zhang Qingxuan patted the little thing in his arms, and came to a little interest in playing, how can he say that he was young if he had not experienced indulgent youth? Zhang Qingxuan felt that it was necessary to let the "natives" know what real play was!

"Little one, wait honestly and see my brother get you something funny. Zhang Qingxuan put the little thing by his side, and then warned this dishonest little guy.

The little guy who was put on the ground screamed, and the aggrieved little appearance made Zhang Qingxuan very helpless, why didn't you notice at first, you are still a pestering little goblin?

Helplessly, Zhang Qingxuan threw out a bone-shaped thing, and waited for the little thing to study the "bone" curiously, Zhang Qingxuan was liberated, hoping that Erhei could withstand the pain of the dog's life, and its food was likely to be divided by the deer, Amen.

Silently reciting "Dead friends are not dead and poor", Zhang Qingxuan took out two pieces of yellow paper from the ring, folded and folded, wrote and painted, fiddled, and after a while, a pair of lifelike wings were freshly baked.

Zhang Qingxuan looked at it over and over again, he was very satisfied with his masterpiece, his craftsmanship did not regress, it was really fortunate that genius was genius, no matter where he went, he was so different, Zhang Qingxuan felt stinky in his heart.

A clear sound came, Zhang Qingxuan felt that his knees were pushed up, and when he looked down, as expected, the little guy looked at the wings in Zhang Qingxuan's hands with curiosity, and the little hooves were on his knees, as if they were ...... Coquetry?

Well, "children" have privileges, Zhang Qingxuan touched the ears of this little guy who suddenly became "obedient", and looked at the food residues left on his lips a little funny, is this considered "eating in the bowl and looking at the pot"?

Lifting the little thing with one hand, Zhang Qingxuan ignored its "indiscriminate" struggle, and a pair of lifelike wings brushed on its back, and then knocked three times on its shaking little head.

The little guy was still shaking his head, as if he wanted to look back to see what was on his back, and his little hooves shook and shook, as if he could shake his wings off.

After Zhang Qingxuan knocked its little head three times, it immediately stopped moving, and its big eyes were rolling around, as if it was a little puzzled, and it was a little eager to try.

Zhang Qingxuan put it on the ground, then waved his hand and made a gesture of please to it.

Looking at Zhang Qingxuan's encouraging smile, the little guy swung his two front hooves at a loss, lowered his head and seemed a little uneasy, like a child who had done something wrong.

Zhang Qingxuan shook his head gently, although the little guy has the potential to be a "pestering goblin", but after all, he is still a child and will be afraid of many things, he leaned over and patted the little guy's head.

Facing the little guy's frustrated gaze, Zhang Qingxuan stretched out his hands to make a platform shape, about twenty or thirty centimeters from the ground, and looked at the little guy with encouraging eyes, come, come on, fly up!

The little guy was dazed for a while, and then lowered his head a little "shyly", and his little wings slowly floated up with a shock, but Zhang Qingxuan looked at its closed eyes, and still couldn't help but laugh a little, is this really a "fierce and vicious" brute beast in the Baiyue Mountains?

Zhang Qingxuan didn't believe it, the little thorn deer was afraid to fly to this extent, it was really a timid and cute little thing, Zhang Qingxuan slowly corrected the little guy's flight movements.

But after a short while, he didn't think so, this is indeed a "vicious" little goblin, just learned how to fly, the little guy exposed his true nature, quickly ran to the fawn pile to make a prank, throwing apples in the sky.

Zhang Qingxuan looked at his forehead from a distance and smiled bitterly, is this considered a trick for the tiger, or is it an aid?

As a last resort, the little guy "shamefully" found reinforcements, and it fell on Zhang Qingxuan's head with a snap, and Zhang Qingxuan's hair shook when he "hugged".

Zhang Qingxuan took it in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, "If you cause trouble, you have to solve it yourself." ”

The little guy's bright big eyes immediately dimmed, and his head was crooked and he lay in Zhang Qingxuan's hands, looking half-dead, with a feeling of lovelessness, "I'm dead, don't bother me." ”

Zhang Qingxuan nodded its head with one hand, the little thing has become a fine, and it will even rely on people, okay, okay, I will reluctantly help you again.

Zhang Qingxuan casually took out another piece of yellow paper, folded and folded it, wrote and painted, and after a while, the yellow paper turned into a "hand cannon" appearance, Zhang Qingxuan noticed that the little guy quietly opened one eye and peeked.

Zhang Qingxuan pretended to be casual, "Alas, it seems that no one wants this thing, so it's better to give it to ......" Zhang Qingxuan's eyes looked at the deer on the other side.

Brush--The little guy immediately jumped up, hit his head in Zhang Qingxuan's arms, and his little head rubbed and squeezed.

"Okay, okay," Zhang Qingxuan pretended to be helpless, "Then it's good for you." He installed the small "hand cannon" on the front hooves of the little guy, which was very "sci-fi".