Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

Hua applied various wound medicines to the snake, and also fed it some juice squeezed from golden tree fruits.

Coupled with the aromatherapy of the lily root baby next to it, the condition of the rattan snake seems to be much better.

He Chen watched the rattan snake's breathing gradually become steady, and gradually let go of his gripping heart.

"Aunt Hua, thank you."

He Chen sincerely thanks.

Tsk, it's nice to have a nanny.

"How do you usually answer? Oh yes, you're welcome."

Hua smiled, shook her head, and then opened her big hands: "Chen Wu, this treatment requires a total of points."

He Chen Petrochemical.

"That... that, Aunt Hua, can you have a little less? You see, my family is struggling..."

Hua looked at He Chen with a half-smile.

He Chen hesitated and couldn't speak.

No way, poor.

"Okay, I owe you first." Hua finally smiled.

He Chen immediately felt relieved.

No, the witch and the leader also need to be paid, otherwise this day will be impossible!

"Aunt Hua, then I'm leaving." He Chen wanted to escape from this capitalist's territory.

"Go, the grass snake should avoid the rain and use an umbrella." Hua waved her hand indifferently: "Also, remember to eat more berries."

He Chen walked away without replying.

"This kid." Hua smiled.

……

One day passed, and at noon, it was still raining.

The vine snake gradually recovered.

"Daga?"

It stood on the table, looking at everything around it suspiciously.

It vaguely remembered that when it was about to fall into eternal darkness, a little light appeared.

In that light, there was a vague human face.

The light of hope is like a dream.

Then woke up and appeared here.

There was no life in the house, but there was a basket made of bark not far away, with various fruits in it.

"Daga!"

It let out a happy cry, and immediately pounced on it, eating all kinds of berries.

Moreover, it eats fruit of various colors, styles, and flavors with gusto.

However, the wound on his body has not healed, and the wound will be pulled when eating, which makes it grin its teeth in pain.

In a short while, those tree fruits were eaten by it, and the whole stomach was stretched out.

"Dajia~"

It jumped back onto the table and lay down comfortably. The table was covered with a piece of dry animal skin, which was very comfortable.

Suddenly, the door opened.

The body that had just been lying down stood upright again, and rushed from the table to under the bed with a swipe.

"Quack quack."

A small figure came in from the door, it was the croaking frog!

"Quack?" The croaking frog closed the door, then scratched its head strangely.

It jumped onto the table and found that the rattan snake lying on the animal skin was gone, and the basket of "lunch" was also missing!

There's a thief!

Could it be that electric mouse?

The croaking frog glanced around suspiciously, but didn't see any trace of the basket of fruits.

One must know that it was He Chen, Zi and it, the food for the three of them at noon!

Suddenly it saw a flash of green under He Chen's bed.

"Quack!"

The croaking frog spit out a stream of foam and attacked under the bed.

"Daga!"

Two emerald green vine whips protruded from under the bed, scattering the foamy light.

The vine snake jumped out from under the bed, and the vine whip hit the croaking frog again.

"Quack!" The quack bubble frog immediately avoided it, and the vine whip suddenly hit the table, making a "snap" sound.

"Quack, quack!"

The croaking frog reacted, and immediately waved his two little hands, as if apologizing.

Because it just attacked completely instinctively.

"Daga daga!"

The rattan snake turned its head and crossed its arms.

It also noticed that the croaking frog was not malicious, but it still didn't want to talk to the croaking frog.

"...So, the new trumpet buds should not be viewed with prejudice, but should be treated equally..."

There were voices of discussion outside the house.

He Chen was discussing with Mao the new batch of big flower-eating eggs, when he opened the door, he saw the vine snake and the croaking frog confronting each other.

"Quack!"

The croaking frog jumped over, stood on He Chen's shoulder, and rubbed He Chen's face affectionately.

Vine Snake, on the other hand, crossed his arms and turned his head disdainfully, but his eyes were narrowed and he was secretly looking at He Chen.

The vine rattan snake looked at the croaking frog and He Chen intimately, with a bit of envy in its eyes.

"Vine snake, are you awake?"

He Chen put the umbrella outside and walked over in surprise, followed by Mao.

"Quack!"

As soon as the croaking frog uttered a warning, the vine snake threw a vine whip over.

"Snapped"

He Chen reacted quickly to dodge, and the vine whipped to the ground.

"what are you doing?"

He Chen was surprised.

Brother, I am your savior!

"Daga! Ga!"

The Vine Snake stood on the table, covered in wounds, but looking very proud.

He Chen was puzzled.

"Chen Wu, does the grass snake mean that you don't approach it?"

Mao guessed from the sidelines.

"what?"

He Chen was taken aback.

He could feel that deep bond, how could the rattan snake not feel it?

Just like him and the big murderer, he and the croaking frog, there is a feeling that fate made them meet.

What's the matter with the rattan snake?

Could it be because of being hurt by humans before?Or was it that they were hurt by the big food flower and became autistic?

"But, I still need to smear you with medicine!" He Chen didn't know how to explain that they didn't have any malicious intentions.

Need a translator urgently.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

The croaking frog immediately yelled at the rattan snake.

"add!"

"Quack, quack."

"Daga, dagga."

"Crack."

……

After some explanation, the rattan snake put away the rattan whip, and the croaking frog pointed to the rattan snake.

"Okay?" He Chen was unsure.

"Quack." The croaking frog nodded.

He Chen immediately tentatively stepped forward and sat down, only sitting on a third of the chair, his thighs tense and ready to escape at any moment.

But the rattan snake didn't move extra, he immediately felt relieved: "Uncle Mao, come and sit down too."

Then he tentatively stretched out his hand, dipped in the wound medicine, and reached out to the rattan snake.

The rattan snake did not resist.

He Chen relaxed even more, and continued to smear the rattan snake's back and arms with the wound medicine.

The rattan snake also relaxed, and couldn't help moaning slightly because of the coolness of the medicinal liquid.

Vine Snake felt his own moans and his face turned red, but his facial expression remained as proud as ever.

He Chen saw that the rattan snake blushed and its hands were stiff,

I'll go, won't I?

This kind of honey blush, could it be that this rattan snake is deadly tsundere?

"Snapped"

A rattan whip stretched out and slapped He Chen across the face.

"add!"

The rattan snake snorted softly and turned its back.

He Chen and Mao looked at each other.

The cane whip didn't hurt just now, and the blow was very light, but He Chen figured it out.

The Vine Snake is a proud snake!

He Chen was sure.

It's easy to be arrogant, but he is worried that he is really arrogant.

But Quacking Frog disagreed.

The one he is closest to is He Chen, how could he hit He Chen!

"Quack!"

The croaking frog has stern eyes.

The vine and vine snake dismissed it, and even wanted to give it to the croaking frog.

"Okay, okay, don't make noise." He Chen stopped the croaking frog: "I don't hurt, come on, rattan snake, I'll rub the medicine on you."

The croaking frog gave up, but still watched the rattan snake closely, and would attack it directly if it was wrong.

After applying the wound medicine, He Chen asked softly, "Is it better, Vine Snake?"

The voice is extremely soft.

Teng Teng Snake turned around and looked at He Chen's gentle expression. She wanted to pounce on him like a croaking frog, but she held it back.

It nodded slightly.