In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

High above the mossy swamp, the fox and the squirrel looked at each other.

A few birds that happened to fly by saw them from a distance, and they all went around a long distance, chirping, "Are all the foxes flying to the sky to catch birds now?" "It's too curly", very Fly away without a trace.

"Hurry up and think of a way to control your ability!" The squirrel wagged its tail anxiously.

Rick took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to feel his new racial skills.

It was very easy for him to master the fire skill at the beginning. Since he sneezed and spewed out the flame, he learned the flame ball without a teacher, and later learned to transform the flame under the guidance of Fatty. The whole process was smooth and smooth.

Just like Ali learned to heal, the process of mastering it will be very difficult before using racial skills, but as long as you use it once, the next practice will be relatively simple.

But now, he didn't feel the existence of the new racial skills at all, but he had used them inexplicably, and he didn't even have a clue how to use them himself.

"Go back to the ground, back to the ground, back to the ground," he muttered like a mantra, posing with all four claws on the ground, hoping to find a way to switch this ability, "now go back to the ground immediately!"

After talking for a while, their height from the ground is still rising.

The squirrel looked up, feeling that he could catch the white clouds floating in the sky soon, so he stood on tiptoe, stretched his paws vigorously, and looked at the nearest snow-white cloud with bright eyes.

"Why is this happening!" Rick didn't understand, and the fox paw gestured, and finally whined in a broken voice, "What kind of broken skill is this! I don't want it anymore!"

As soon as the words fell, Ah Li suddenly felt his body sinking, and he fell biu. He could only watch helplessly as the white cloud that he was about to catch was getting farther and farther away from him.

"Ah ah ah Rick! Take control!"

The speed of the fall was too fast, and the howling wind blew Rick's newly grown fox fur to pieces, frizzing his face and making him unable to open his eyes.

He was so panicked that his brain became muddled, and he even forgot to use the ability of the little flame plane. He covered his face and shouted: "Come back quickly! I was wrong, this skill is awesome!"

As soon as the falling trend slowed down, Rick felt as if he had touched some invisible trampoline, and the next moment, he was bounced back into the sky again.

"Ahhhh!"

One fox and one mouse screamed at the same time.

They kept falling and rising in mid-air, like riding a roller coaster without a safety belt, or like a poor beetle being put into a plastic bottle by a brat and shaking repeatedly. The squirrels were already staring at gold stars, their ears and tails were hanging limply, as if they had given up struggling.

"Is this really your racial skill?" the squirrel complained dazedly, "is it really not other animals playing tricks on us?"

Rick was shocked, his eyes widened, and he suddenly felt that the possibility was very high: "Could it be that weird sloth?"

The same sloth that can slip them both into a drowsy state of indolence without anyone knowing it might also be able to hang them dangling back and forth in the air without anyone noticing it!

He had just thought of this, and before he had time to panic or think of a way to fight back, he suddenly felt his body stagnate, and there was a subtle feeling of being pulled at the tip of his tail.

The image of shooting birds with a bow in Angry Birds suddenly appeared in my mind.Rick had a bad feeling: "Ah oh."

"Huh?" Squirrel tilted his head to look at him, blinking suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

There was no need for Rick to answer, the next second, the fox and the squirrel were ejected together, drew an arc in the air, directly crossed the stone mountain, and crashed into the cloud forest on the other side.

Their speed faltered for a moment before they finally hit the ground, and then they crashed into the leaves in the forest.

Emerging from the pile of leaves, he scraped off the soil and weeds above his head, spit out the dust in his mouth twice, Ah Li shook his head angrily: "What are you doing?"

Rick smiled bitterly: "A good news or a bad news, which one do you listen to first?"

"There is still good news?" Squirrel glared at him.

"The good news is that this racial skill was indeed cast by me," Rick raised his paw and touched his nose in embarrassment, "the bad news is that I can't seem to control this skill... I accidentally threw the two of us into the one I met before." The sloth is near."

At this moment, Rick has vaguely got a clue, probably guessing that this skill has something to do with his thoughts.But how to control this ability, he is still at a loss.

He obviously just thought of the sloth and the scene of the bird egg smashing the pig's head in Angry Birds just now, and he didn't intend to throw himself and Ali into the sloth's nest as little red birds!

Ali: "!!"

He hurried to the top of Rick's head, hid himself in the soft fox fur, raised his big tail to cover his head, and muttered softly: "I'm not sleepy, I'm not sleepy, I'm not sleepy, I don't want to sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep... "

Rick raised his claws dumbfoundingly and pulled the squirrel up: "Don't worry, we're only at the edge of the cloud forest, and we'll be back soon. How could it be as unlucky as last time, when the sloth is right in front of us when we look up."

As soon as the words fell, the big tree not far away rustled, the leaves trembled, and with a bang, a sloth moved in parallel from mid-air, and appeared directly in front of Rick and Ali.

The sloth's limbs are still hanging upside down, apparently clinging to the branch just now.His expression changed from contented to confused very slowly, and gradually changed to a smile after seeing Rick and Ali.

Ah Li's eyes widened, and he glanced at the sloth still floating in the air in disbelief, then at Rick, opened his mouth, and didn't even know what to say: "?"

The sloth was clearly far away from them, okay?Is it because they feel that their way back to the swamp forest is too easy, so they want to make it more difficult? !

"I didn't mean to!" Rick also frowned, leading the squirrel back again and again, for fear of being affected by the sloth's weird racial skills again.

Then again, this sloth couldn't be seen when it was on the tree, but now it is suspended in the air, and it looks long with long arms and legs, which Linghu is really envious of.Especially his sharp and slender claws, like the fake nails of a dancer in the previous life... Wait, wait, stop!

Being pulled by the ear by the squirrel, Rick woke up from his wandering state, and was horrified to see the sloth in front of him twisting his waist and turning his buttocks, dancing a very magical seaweed dance.

And this seaweed dance was obviously not something he wanted to do voluntarily, because his expression was extremely terrified—it could be seen that he was terribly frightened, and even the speed of his expression change was nearly twice as fast as before. By the end, the sloth had widened its eyes and opened its mouth, expressing its bewilderment very well.

"I, I really didn't mean it!" Rick almost cried.

However, what didn't match what he said was the sloth's next action.After he finished the seaweed dance, he started to dance Tarzan again, danced the horse dance, and finally even danced radio gymnastics...

"Wow," Squirrel's emphasis gradually became distorted, "I can't see that you can dance so much."

Knowing so many dances, he is still jumping around while dancing with gourd baboons, and he doesn't know how to teach himself to dance, hum, it is worthy of condemnation!

Rick breaks down: "Is now the time to say this!"

The fox's paw hit the head vigorously, but he couldn't stop the sloth in front of him. Rick watched the sloth gradually change into a QAQ expression, and said "Save~ ~Ming~~ah~~", circling around anxiously.

The sloth has long been classified as an enemy in his heart, but the squirrel accepts his current tragedy well, stretches out his paw and shakes his tail, and finds that the sloth in this state cannot continue to use racial skills, so he pokes the fox Ear: "How about we go straight away? Stay away from you and he should be fine."

Although the squirrels and foxes only have a superficial understanding of the new racial skills, no matter what the racial skills are, there are restrictions on the distance they can use, so Rick and Ali leaving directly is undoubtedly the best solution.

Rick tilted his head to think about it and found it reasonable, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait~wait~~"

On the contrary, the sloth was in a hurry and even spoke a lot faster.

Rick looked back at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Could it be that this one hasn't danced enough and wants to continue dancing?

"Untie~open~~" the sloth pleaded, "send~~you~~gift~~"

Rick tilted his head.

Although the sloth spoke slowly and vaguely, he probably understood that he wanted him to unlock the racial skill that made the sloth dance, and the sloth was willing to exchange gifts.

"If I could untie it for you, I would have done it long ago." He spread his claws helplessly, "Don't worry, we are planning to—"

Before he could finish speaking, the sloth fell to the ground from mid-air with a bang.

"Hey," Ali was surprised, "it was successfully lifted, how did you do it?"

Rick: "..."

He doesn't know either!

So what the hell is this awakened racial skill!The water splash of King Carp is more reliable than this!