I, panda, earn money to support my family!

After Huang Jianxiong felt that the silly vine finally stopped crying, his twitching head also recovered.

"How can a monster who likes to give up easily achieve great things? I feel that you are about to succeed, and haven't I been helping you all the time?" His tone was coaxing, but the voice set off in this cave always had something A cold meaning.

"How can it succeed right away? They have a new member, and I can't find a bigger home."

Even though the green vines were constantly encouraged by him, thinking about the experience of being beaten every time, she didn't want to try again.

"You will succeed, but you are disobedient, every time you strike is too light, you can increase your strength, or take advantage of the night to pass quietly." Speaking of this skinny and shriveled man, he seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness: "This You did a great job this time, but you should go harder, stretch out your long vines around their necks, and strangle them!"

When he described this method to Jinyinteng, his eyes widened in the end, and Jinyinteng trembled in fright in such a situation.

"But... in this case, they won't be able to open their eyes in the future."

"Isn't that bad? One less person means one less opponent. Don't be so stupid! Just think about how abominable human beings are, taking over your hometown, and you finally became a demon. Let you run around!"

Huang Jianxiong continued to describe the beautiful future for the sticky golden and silver vines on the ground: "As long as you defeat these people, you can go wherever you want in the future. You can look around such a big place, and it is yours everywhere. Home……"

Originally, the fear of being dominated by Xiong Zhumao for the golden and silver vines was left behind under this kind of agitation. She wanted a lot of space and wanted to wander around. Humans have dug up the place where she lives, so why not pay a piece of it? Where is the place for her?

Huang Jianxiong finally showed a smile when he saw that this little thing stopped making trouble.

It was a pity that he poured all the remaining spiritual spring water to what he thought was a silly vine. He really couldn't understand why the boss kept asking him to win over this stupid thing. It was a waste of such a good thing as spiritual spring water to this vine spirit. thing.

"Jianjian, but I'm so afraid of that panda demon in there, he will eat me."

Standing behind the vine spirit, he looked at the spirit spring water and wished he could take a sip right away, but when he thought of what their boss said, he poured the water on the gold and silver vine with a regretful face.

"It's okay, I'll figure it out next time."

Don't pandas eat rattan?Then eat enough.

In the dimly lit cave, the expression on his face was a bit dark, but his voice was still pretending to be gentle and kind, making people seem to have a very contradictory feeling.

And Xiong Zhumao, whom the two of them kept talking about, was standing by the small river looking at his own reflection with some sadness.

Lang Haobin was observing the surrounding environment, but his eyes diverted to Xiong Zhumao from time to time. He saw the black and white dumpling lying on the side of the small river, winking and wondering what it was doing.

I saw that panda, pinching the flesh on its belly for a while, and lifting its little arm for a while, still sighing there.

"What's the matter, is there any discomfort?"

Lang Haobin stepped forward and put his hand on Panda Tuanzi's head, he was a little worried that there would be problems if he ate so many canes before.

Xiong Zhumao raised his little head with some difficulty, and looked at the man next to him suspiciously, talking as he spoke, why put his hands on his head, his head is also very heavy, okay?

Seeing the accusation in Xiong Zhumao's eyes, Lang Haobin realized how incomprehensible his actions were just after feeling the furry touch of his hand.

"Did you...have you noticed any changes in me?"

After the babble, he left this question and answer. Lang Haobin was confused by this question, but he observed the black and white dumpling with more serious eyes.

Under Xiong Zhumao's fiery eyes, he shook his head slowly but firmly.

Xiong Zhumao looked up at the sky suspiciously, what is going on, he has eaten so many bitter vines, but it is still useless, when will his stalwart body come back.

Under the disappointed gaze of the panda dumpling, Lang Haobin hastily added: "Maybe it's the stomach, that stomach looks rounder."

Lang Haobin held his breath after speaking, wondering if his answer would be satisfactory, maybe the aesthetics of pandas is different from that of human beings, and they are more lovable because they like to be round and round.

Then he found that the panda, who was still in a low mood just now, had his eyes wide open now, obviously his whole spirit was a little more excited, and Lang Haobin who felt that he had guessed right also let go of his carefree heart.

Where did Xiong Zhumao get excited when he heard this answer, he couldn't believe his ears, he didn't get bigger, only got fat after eating too much?

Xiong Zhumao, who was sitting by the river honestly like a fake doll, became violent in an instant, and the whole bear was about to lie down in the creek

"Yiyingyingyingangangangang!" Isn't this fat?Where are you fat?

Because he underestimated his current top-heavy body, Ma Shan leaned out and was about to fall into the small river inside.

"Hey!"

Lang Haobin quickly grabbed the little panda next to him by the neck, and when he picked it up, Xiong Zhumao even hooked him left and right.

"Not fat, not fat, did you lift you up without looking at me?"

Realizing that he had misunderstood, Lang Haobin quickly took out the small flavored bamboo shoots he had bought in advance from his pocket.

Sure enough, when the angry panda dumpling saw the bamboo shoot in his hand, the eyes of the whole bear were instantly attracted.

But Xiong Zhumao thought that he was still being hanged in the air. Suddenly, the panda dumpling in Lang Haobin's hand disappeared, and he was holding the clothes of a fair-faced young man in his hand. It looked like two people were going to discuss each other Fighting moves.

Lang Haobin let go abruptly, and after taking a few steps back, he was still thinking about the fluffy touch just now.

Seeing Xiong Zhumao who had regained his human body at the side, Lang Haobin became reserved and serious again.

"Senior, I fought against vines yesterday, what do you think about this vine monster?"

Holding a small bag of bamboo shoots in his hand, Xiong Zhumao recalled the vine monster from yesterday. He also thought about using formations before, but this monster can run along the tunnel, so it probably won't work.

"Many tools in the Bureau of Demon Management are designed for animal monsters, and this is the first time I have encountered a vine monster like her." Lang Haobin said the more serious his expression became: "Besides, it seems that every time this animal The vine demon is assisted by other demons in its actions."

The movements of Xiong Zhumao's mouth became slower and slower, and he actually discovered a strange point.

The author says:

I'm in a bad state today, too stuck, less, and thanks to the little cuties for their continuous encouragement and support, the little cuties leave a comment on this chapter and spread flowers. I saw it and sent a red envelope, crawl away...