In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

The meatball fruit planted around Wolf Castle ushered in a bumper harvest, and the brown jackals and snow wolves were so busy that even the little wolf cubs who ran to herd sheep all day were dragged away to collect meatball fruit.

They worked hard to pick the meatballs that filled several large rooms, and they hurriedly made bacon, smoked sausage, and dried meatballs. Even if the gourd baboons sent more than a dozen gourd baboons to help, they were still busy. It took nearly ten days to finish all the work.

Xiong Xiong is equally busy.When the little fox visited the forest market earlier, he found a lot of fresh fruits from the stalls of various races, and gave them most of the seeds left behind.

The rose hillside is sunny and rich in water and soil, which is suitable for planting fruits. The bears are also diligent. They built a fence next to the bear hut, reclaimed the land, planted a few acres of watermelon fields, and hired a rain bird with a racial skill of rain to help water it. Water, it has only been a few months, and it has grown into a big, crisp and sweet round watermelon. When you stretch out your claws and pat it, the watermelon makes a loud sound.

"These watermelons are really strong!" Zhuang Zhuang, who brought two iced watermelons to the volcanic forest and gave them to the little fox, sighed while covering his black and purple eye circles.

Rick scratched his ears suspiciously, thinking that Zhuang Zhuang was praising the delicious watermelon, so he didn't think much about it.

He was busy with the complicated affairs of the volcanic forest, training the black-winged eagle guards, preparing the feather swan dance troupe and forest stage plays, monitoring the volcanic forest with his mind, catching thieves and fighting animals... It was hard for him to be free, and he had to work hard The teacher's specification manual for the mutual aid classroom, the types of tasks that are not allowed to be accepted in the bounty hall, and other rules have been formulated in a pen and paper to make up for the loopholes discovered in the practice process.

Perhaps because he always has golden ideas when managing various racial fights, Rick also inexplicably acts as a mediator of racial conflicts.

The sable tribe rented a shop in the commercial street, selling the sweet cedar fruit they produced with their racial skills. This fruit tastes cold and has the effect of enhancing eyesight, so it is very popular among animals.Unexpectedly, just a few days later, the yellow-throated martens opened a shop opposite the sables. These two races, who were originally enemies, stared at each other in the volcanic forest every day. From time to time, they had conflicts and did not dare to fight in public, so they ran together Come to the little fox for comment.

After being so busy for more than ten days, the gourd baboon king returned to the mountain grape forest to direct the gourd baboons to collect, cultivate, and process food. Step and do two-step jump over, feel distressed to touch his dull hair.

"Have you not slept for a long time?" Gourd Baboon King keenly observed the exhaustion on Rick's face, and worriedly persuaded him, "Go back to sleep first."

The little fox shook his head, covered his mouth with his fluffy paws and yawned.

"Almost everything has been dealt with, and the black-winged eagle guards have done a good job in the past few days, catching several animals that stole sand coins," he said, "When the forest performance at the Grand Theater the day after tomorrow ends, I can Feel free to go to Phoenix Mountain—ah chirp!"

At the end, the little fox couldn't hold back and sneezed, and instantly spewed out a large ball of flames.Fortunately, the gourd baboon king hid quickly, and the flames only reached the tip of his tail.

The gourd baboon king grinned and blew at the tip of his tail that had been scorched black by the flames, walked around behind Rick carefully, and picked up the nape of the little fox's neck involuntarily: "You are sick, you must be exhausted these days, let's go!" , follow me back to the mountain grape grove to rest."

The little fox wagged its tail listlessly, and wanted to resist: "I'm going to finish dealing with the volcanic forest soon, just a little bit!"

"No, you have to get a good night's sleep. I'll take care of the volcanic forest." The gourd baboon king shook his head resolutely, paused, and added, "For your health, and for the safety of other animals."

Before the words were finished, two cubs came running around, one of them stopped suddenly, sniffed vigorously, and asked curiously, "Hey, do you smell the smell of barbecue?"

The other baby bear was drooling: "Really, I want to eat barbecue too!"

Rick/Gourd Baboon King: "..."

The gourd baboon king silently hid his smoking tail behind him, hugged the little fox, and quickly ran out of the volcanic forest.

After being warmly picked up by the resting point, they quickly returned to the mountain grape grove. The little fox was lying on the shoulder of the gourd baboon king, looking around listlessly.

Butterfly, who used her mind to monitor the grape forest, was the first to notice the little fox's arrival.She flapped her wings and flew over with a smile, and waved hello from a long distance: "Rick, why are you back? Let me tell you, I recently found a particularly interesting—"

The silver powder of the butterfly's wings fluttered with the wind, and the little fox shrugged its nose: "Ah, ah chirp!"

The huge ball of flames hit with a "boom", and the unsuspecting Butterfly screamed in fright, and quickly dodged away with a burst of thought power.

"What are you doing!" She crossed her hips angrily, "I almost turned into a baked butterfly—huh? Little fox?"

Only then did she realize that the little fox's spirit was different from before. Huadie took a closer look, stretched out her claws to rub the fox's fur, and nodded solemnly: "I see, you must have eaten too much watermelon! Yesterday there was a snow wolf The cub ate too much watermelon, and he was still howling in the middle of the night."

"No, Rick is sick," the Gourd Baboon King couldn't laugh or cry, "Eating too much watermelon makes my stomach hurt."

He was about to bring the little fox into the grape grove, but the butterfly hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, Rick is not suitable for recuperating in the vine forest right now?"

The Gourd Baboon King was taken aback: "Why?"

Rick: "Ah Chirp!"

This time the sneezing was even more serious, and the flame ball directly evolved into a flame vortex, sweeping straight towards the mountain grape forest.Seeing that the trees were about to be burned, Huadie rushed forward, condensing her mental power into layers of shields, barely offsetting the flame vortex, and she was so tired that she almost couldn't fly.

"That's why," Huadie said pantingly, took the little fox from the gourd baboon king's shoulder, and Shi Shiran flew out, "I'm going back to the stone house to take care of Rick, today's mountain grape forest depends on you!"

The gourd baboon king couldn't stop him. He watched the butterfly take the little fox away. After hesitating for a while, he still felt uneasy. He turned around and ran to the bear's hut, asking the most careful bamboo bear to take care of the sick little fox.

The bears at Bear Shack are fighting the watermelons in the field.The watermelon vines opened their teeth and claws, throwing watermelons vigorously at the animals that entered the field. While the bears had to take care not to let the watermelon fall into pieces, they also had to prevent themselves from being injured by the watermelon. The picking activity was extremely difficult.

Flexibly sideways to avoid the watermelon attack, stretched out his long arms, and accurately caught the watermelon, the gourd baboon king looked helplessly at the smiling Zhuyi.

Upon hearing the news of the little fox's illness, Zhu, who was still calm at first, became anxious for a moment: "Then you go to the volcano forest, and we will help guard the mountain grape forest. I will go to Rick now."

The Zhuang Zhuang next to him was shocked: "What? Rick is sick!"

When he was distracted, he was hit on the back of the head by the watermelon, and a bowl-sized red envelope immediately swelled up. The pain was so strong that he covered his head and wailed, crying and rubbing against Zhuyi for comfort.

Zhuyi stretched out his claws and rubbed his hairy ears perfunctorily, and urged repeatedly: "Don't worry about the watermelon, you take Bu Zhuang to the mountain grape forest to help, I will take care of Rick, and Zhusi will take care of the bear hut."

With the help of the bears, the gourd baboon king felt relieved. Thinking that the volcano forest still needs to be guarded, he hurried away to say hello.Zhu Yi was in a hurry to confirm Rick's situation, gave Zhuang Zhuang a few words, and also left the bear hut.

Zhuang Zhuang also wanted to see the little fox, but the mountain grape grove still needed to be guarded, so he had to carry two watermelons sullenly, and rushed to the mountain grape grove with Bu Zhuang.

At this time, the evening was approaching, and the forest market in the mountain grape grove was extremely lively.The baboon soldiers on patrol saw Zhuang Zhuang and greeted him happily: "Zhuang Zhuang, have you finished harvesting your watermelons?"

"Not yet, those watermelons are painful to beat bears," Zhuang Zhuang lowered his head to let the baboon soldier see the big bag he was beaten out, and complained flatteredly, "Watermelons are like this, the bigger and heavier the more crunchy and sweet, Let the snow wolf freeze it, it's delicious!"

The baboon soldier also remembered the watermelon he ate two days ago, took a sip, and praised in approval: "It's really delicious! There is also lemon watermelon iced tea, I can drink three cups in one go! When my patrol is over, let's go together Drink it, the Snow Wolf Clan is selling it over there!"

Zhuang Zhuang moved his heart for a moment, then shook his head regretfully: "No, I have to be responsible for the safety of the grape grove. Rick is sick, the gourd baboon king goes to the volcano forest to guard, and the butterfly returns to the stone house to take care of Rick. There are not enough guards in the grape grove. .”

He was talking affectionately with the baboon soldier, and the thief hyena, who was bargaining with the curly sun sheep, moved its pricked ears slightly, and glanced at the two of them imperceptibly.

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"I'm fine, just a bit of a cold," the little fox lay on the wool pad, with all the flammable objects around him put away, and muttered in a hoarse voice, "When Ah Li comes back, he will be cured soon."

Zhuyi combed the little fox's fur patiently: "You are too tired recently, don't let yourself be so busy in the future."

The butterfly waved its tentacles leisurely by the side, its eyes wandering, and when the little fox raised its nose again, it jumped up in an instant, and swished up the silk bag of caterpillars not far away with its thoughts, and put it on the little fox's mouth deftly.

"Ah chirp!"

The flame landed on the caterpillar silk sack and quickly dissipated.

"I'm so smart," Huadie proudly swayed, "Plump worm silk is easy to use!"

Zhu Yi smiled helplessly, and patted the little fox on the back: "Go to sleep, it will be fine after a short sleep."

"I'll just take a nap by myself, so go get busy," the little fox closed his eyes sleepily, "the watermelons in the bear hut have not yet been confiscated, and the mountain grape grove must be guarded by powerful animals."

"It's just a few days, it's okay, even if something happens, the stone house is so close, it's easy for us to rush over." Zhu Yi said.

"I'm fine, it's just a cold," Rick muttered in a low voice, "Otherwise, would an animal take the opportunity to come to the stone house to kidnap me?"

As he spoke, he laughed out loud, Zhu Yi and Hua Die looked at each other, also couldn't help laughing.

Kidnapping the little fox at this time, I'm afraid he wants to have a self-service barbecue.