I'm the Dragon Rolling Beast

The distance from Jian Fengming's position to the shore grass where Yan Gungun was squatting was not very close, but Jian Fengming's speed was very fast, and he arrived at the position of the little beast he sensed in a short while.

Under the lush vegetation, the black cloak that he had tested countless times before showed its existence.

And the black, black, round and soft little beast now lowered its head in its humanoid form, looking at its smooth and slender fingers protruding from the cloak.

Looking at it from Jian Fengming's perspective, he couldn't see the little beast's expression.

Therefore, it is not easy to infer the emotion of the little beast at this time.

Jian Fengming slowed down his breathing a little, stood quietly in front of the little beast, squatted down slightly, and looked at the short black fluffy hair of the little beast.

Although it has been rehearsed several times, the reaction of this little beast has exceeded his expectations every time.

The dull and confused little beast has never once been able to truly recognize the direction of its own evolution.

When Yan Gungun's slightly resentful gaze finally escaped from his thinned palm.

He raised his head slightly, and saw his professional breeder without warning.

At this time, climbing trees and planing bamboo shoots is not important.

Yan Gungun opened his arms as usual, and rushed towards his professional breeder.

Jian Fengming immediately opened his arms and caught the unstable little beast.

At the same time, his heart was beating violently, with an uncontrollable emotion.

This little beast in his family is really different from other families.

The first time he realized that he had evolved into another species, not only did he not choose to disconnect from his sensory connection, he could even throw himself into his arms directly!

However, Major General Jian's unconcealable emotion did not last long.

He felt a hand pass through his arm, touched the big bag behind him, grabbed a small bamboo shoot, and put it back on.

Then, Jian Fengming looked at the little beast tightly wrapped in a black cloak in his arms, holding the bamboo shoots in his mouth with his small white palm.

Yan Gungun's intention was very clear.

If his slap can no longer climb trees and plan bamboo shoots.

Maybe he can think of other ways, at least try as hard as Twoleg.

But if his mouth can no longer gnaw bamboo and chew bamboo shoots...

Then what's the point of his life as a beast?

Therefore, when he saw his family's human beings, the first thing he did was rush over to pick up his little bamboo shoots.

Yan Gungun, who got the small bamboo shoots, put the small bamboo shoots into his mouth nervously and eagerly in a strange posture.

It turns out.

Although the teeth of the two-legged beast are so flat that there are no extremely sharp canines.

But the bite force is still the same as before, and he can easily bite off the small bamboo shoots.

However, after Yan Gungun chewed for a bit, his little face twisted suddenly, and he looked at the half of the small bamboo shoot in his hand in disbelief.

Although it still smells like bamboo, but...

The taste is bitter and astringent!

These are not the crispy and fragrant bamboo shoots that he used to eat after he put them in his mouth.

Yan Gungun's whole panda is about to collapse!

He threw away half of the small bamboo shoots with a flick of his hand, hurriedly stretched out two palms, and then went to dig out the big bag behind his full-time breeder, and picked out an apple with one palm, and a small carrot with the other.

Yan Gungun looked down at the two familiar snacks in his hand.

If apples are not the same as apples, carrots are not the same as carrots.

His panda life is really impossible to live! !

After grinding his teeth briefly, Yan Gungun lifted the small carrot in his palm and put it in his mouth.

Crisp and refreshing taste, still very sweet and delicious.

Yan Gungen's panda heart, which was about to collapse, was slightly comforted.

He turned his head to look at the red apple in his palm, and tentatively took a bite.

When the crisp and sweet taste spread throughout the mouth, Yan Gungun's eyes immediately shone like stars.

Although the small bamboo shoots are no longer the small bamboo shoots they used to be.

But apples are countless times more delicious than before!

Yan Gungun chewed the sweet and delicious apple in his mouth, and finally looked up at his full-time breeder when he was free, talking while chewing as if he had discovered a new world.

"Uh-huh!"

Man, apples are delicious!

From now on, I will eat apples every day.

Jian Fengming, who witnessed Yan Gungun's entire mental journey: ...

The focus of his imagination and the focus of this little beast's imagination seem to be a bit off.

Of course, although the point is blurred by the little beast, it's good.

After Yan Gun rolled three times and ate an apple, he stretched out his arm and passed under Jian Fengming's arm, and then went to dig into the big bag behind him.

This time, I took out a cornbread with one hand.

This solid, soft and elastic little bun is very different from the feeling of nesting in the panda's palm before.

Yan Gungun couldn't help pinching it twice before putting it in his mouth. After chewing, his eyes immediately became brighter.

"Ok!"

Humans, this is super delicious too!

Jian Fengming grabbed the little beast's back to stabilize his figure, rubbed Yan Gungun's head with his broad palm, picked up half a small bamboo shoot he threw on the cloak, and said.

"Bamboo shoots can be served cold, fried, fried, braised, or made into soup, and they won't taste too bad."

Yan Gungun chewed the cornbread and nodded violently.

The sense of taste of Twolegs is completely different from that of Rolling Beasts.

Evolution doesn't feel so bad either.

Moreover, this human seems to be willing to act as his full-time breeder!

Jian Fengming laughed, raised his hand and rubbed his head again.

There seems to be a lot of recipes on the star network, so he can probably try them one by one.

At this moment, Ao Wu, the black swan in mid-air, caught a glimpse of the humans running towards the little Eudemons of Dragon Ball, immediately let go of his mouth that was twisting the human thigh, flapped his wings and slapped his human beings, then turned around. The head flew over.

Sang Zhaoheng didn't know the reason, so he controlled the mecha and followed the black swan Ao Wu.

Looking at the elegant and luxurious black swan in front of him, he felt that the evolution of the dragon clan was quite miraculous.

Although the form has undergone drastic changes, the feeling his Wu cub gave him is still exactly the same as before!

After the black swan Ao Wu landed on the ground, he swayed his figure, spread his big wings and strode forward with goose palms. He ran towards Jian Fengming in a very wild and unrestrained posture, as if he could go up and open his mouth at any time.

Sang Zhaoheng who followed closely behind: ...

Wu Zai is actually a little different from before.

Ao Wu, the black swan, ran to Jian Fengming, and what he saw was the human-shaped dragon ball and little phantom beast happily eating the buns. The atmosphere seemed to be good, and he felt a little relieved.

Sang Zhaoheng was not as direct as Ao Wu, he still kept a little distance from people, he looked at Jian Fengming who was squatting on the ground, and was about to say thank you, but found that the little dragon ball magic beast in front of Jian Fengming seemed to be a little The black ones are different from before, and the white ones seem to be gone?

Sang Zhaoheng was a little surprised.

So, it was a coincidence that Qi Zai and Wu Zai evolved at the same time?

I just don't know how this black, white, fluffy Dragon Ball Eudemon has evolved into.

This dark look does not seem to have the rua feeling when it was black and white before.

Sang Zhaoheng subconsciously took a step forward.

When he got closer, he could see clearly.

The black ones are not wool, but more like clothes made of a special material.

Sang Zhaoheng laughed.

This is probably used to wrap up the little soft Dragon Ball Eudemon, and cover it when it is asleep.

Sang Zhaoheng felt that things were not so coincidental, but there seemed to be some sense of disobedience.

After a brief silence, Sang Zhaoheng's eyes suddenly fell on the hand holding the wowotou.

Just now his attention was on the black clothes, ignoring the existence of this hand.

This hand, no matter in terms of angle, size or texture, cannot belong to Jian Fengming's hand!

So, at this moment, Jian Fengming is hugging someone? !

Jian Fengming made sure that the little beast in his arms was indeed in good condition, so he grabbed the little beast's waist and stood up.

So majestically, the man wrapped in the cloak with only his head and hands left was displayed in front of Sang Zhaoheng.

Sang Zhaoheng was a little dazed looking at Jian Yan Wang, the number one cold face in the empire who was hugging him.

Sang Zhaoheng would not feel that there was any disobedience if anyone did this action.

It is understandable to be moved by love, to hug or something under intimacy.

But this person is Jian Fengming.

It doesn't mean that Jian Fengming can't be emotional...

What he said and heard in the scientific research center made Sang Zhaoheng feel that there is one person in this empire who is worthy of Major General Jian who is like the king of Hades on the battlefield and like a god-man in the field of ordnance?

That is to say, the most ferocious and cute beast in the empire, which is held or carried by Jian Fengming at any time, black and white fluffy, can be blended and matched with him without any violation, but it is a beast after all...

However, now, Major General Jian has no scruples, and hugged a person horizontally at their Scarlet Star Field Legion's garrison.

This person not only occupied the position of the little Eudemons.

They also ate the snacks that Major General Jian personally made for the little phantom beast!

Everyone on and off Linfeng No. [-] has reported to the legion station.

And this person is obviously not in the list of guard soldiers.

Sang Zhaoheng's sharp eyes fell on the face of the person being held horizontally.

He wanted to see, which of their scarlet star field legion was stationed, and Jian Fengming was determined.

However, Sang Zhaoheng sized him up for a while, but he didn't recognize this fair-faced and handsome boy at all.

It is impossible for their legion to have such a cute and not rough soldier!

For a moment, countless guesses flashed in Sang Zhaoheng's head.

What kind of spy smuggling with ulterior motives and the like, but it is a bit difficult to put it on this young man's face.

Whether it is temperament or aura, this young man is too pure and natural.

At this moment, the young man in Jian Fengming's arms suddenly opened his mouth and made a sound.

"Uh-huh!"

Sang Zhaoheng froze for a moment, feeling that the voice was very familiar.

Seems like it's often heard somewhere.

After Yan Gungun finished eating two buns, he really wanted to eat another one.

But because of his posture, he is not able to pick up the backpack behind his breeder.

After Yan Gungun anxiously called out to his full-time breeder, he felt his body suddenly lighten, and the loose cloak surrounding him became looser at once, and his hips suddenly dropped a little, and he was held firmly.

As soon as Yan Gungun waved the cloak away with his palm raised, he saw the familiar black thick little palm.

At the same time, a bun was put in his palm by his breeder.

Yan Gungun naturally held the wowotou and began to chew it.

Well, there is a big difference in texture and taste!

Sang Zhaoheng, who was standing aside and trying to identify the boy, looked in shock at the little black and white round-headed phantom beast that gnawed on cornbread.

...what just happened? !