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The spider spirit that Tara said grows fast is really too modest, it simply grows against the wind.

Peter felt as if he just ate a few meals, slept a few times, and usually ran around, and he suddenly became bigger.

From an ordinary spider that is not much different from a human, it has evolved into a super spider that can stand shoulder to shoulder with tall buildings.

Originally, Peter had been in good control.To be precise, with the assistance of the Tara family's fancy imparting of knowledge, the control was very good.

Whether in spider form or human form.Yes, he has successfully mastered the art of transformation.

To be honest, this is much easier than he imagined, at least easier than learning to walk on eight legs before.It's like eating and drinking, or the description of a thought in a novel.

Except for the first time, when he was startled by the continuous smoke coming out of his body, he thought he had turned on the wrong switch.

From Tara's point of view, she was almost satisfied with Peter's monster shape.Look, even the smoke when transforming is a beautiful red and blue color, like a pyrotechnic tube, much more interesting than her own monotonous black.

This tragedy happened at the ordinary dinner table of spider spirits.They were having their ordinary dinners.

Well, probably not so ordinary.It's a bit too much to describe Dad Spider's superb cooking skills as ordinary.

When eating, of course, all the staff dolls.After all, the way spiders eat is too boring-injecting venom, decomposing food, and then sucking it into the stomach like sucking jelly.Everything tastes basically the same, so boring.

Human beings are different, they can taste anything they eat.

Peter suddenly felt a little sore back, and his bones ached. It would be an exaggeration to say that he was run over by a truck, but it is not a problem to say that he was hit by a bicycle.

"Peter? Are you uncomfortable?" Seeing that the man suddenly stopped moving the fork while eating, Tara also put down the fork in his hand, and looked sideways at him, "Your expression is a bit strange."

"Ah, it's okay." Peter frowned and rubbed his neck, then moved his wrist again, "It's just a little..."

He considered his words for a while: "Bone hurts?"

"Growing pains?" Tara flipped through the vocabulary. "Do humans have this word?"

"But I..." Peter looked as if he wanted to take out his ID card, and pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Seriously, isn't it too late for growing pains at this age?"

"Well, maybe you..." Tara didn't finish, she was startled by Peter's sudden arching action.

"Peter!" She hurriedly supported him in a panic, and called her parents anxiously, "What's going on with him? Why is the demon power fluctuating so much?"

Tara put her hand on Peter's forehead, trying to guide with her own strength.Peter stayed with her for the longest time, and he even came out of the egg sac woven by her before, and he also had the highest degree of acceptance of her demon power.

But in the current situation, it seems that it is not so applicable.

"No, I can't stay in the house anymore," Mother Spider said with a rare expression on her face, "Take him to the woods, I suspect he will be forced to change shape soon."

Fuck so exaggerated? !Tara glanced at her own mother in shock, but realized even more horrified that she didn't mean to be joking at all.

Forced restoration of original form is a very serious matter for goblins, because there is only one state that can lead to this consequence-that is, the demon power is too disordered, so that it breaks through the safety threshold.

This often happens to goblins who have been seriously injured. To put it simply, they are "beaten back to their original shape", and you can imagine how bad this is.

And now that Peter is so well-behaved, why does he suddenly want to be forced to deform? !

The family of three rushed to the depths of the forest with Peter, who was almost half unconscious, all the way, and the surrounding fairies who were good at creating illusions also rushed over to make arrangements to cover up the big commotion that was about to occur.

"I think you're right, daughter." Father Spider frowned like an old man, "I'm afraid these are really growing pains."

"Ah?" Tara didn't dare to stop the action of transporting the demon power for a moment, just like a blood loss patient hanging a blood bag, and she is equivalent to that blood bag now.

"We thought it was easy," Father Spider looked guilty. "We just think that Peter is only in his teens, so there won't be any problem, but that's when humans are in their teens, so..."

"So after he transforms into a fairy, he is actually about to become an adult," the spider mother continued, "He is like a fast-forwarding from a newborn cub to an adult." She sighed lowly.

"Then what should we do now?" Every time Peter turned pale, Tara gasped.

"Well, theoretically, as long as he endures this paragraph, nothing will happen." Father Spider felt guilty when he said it himself.

But you can see that he is in so much pain that he can't even speak!

Fortunately, the growing pains were much shorter than they thought.

Peter quickly got out of his human form, and the red and blue smoke seemed to explode a signal bomb on the spot.

The smoke rose higher and higher, almost reaching the point of covering the sky.Tara looked up, showing no intention of dodging, as if she wasn't worried about being poked in the forehead by a spider leg protruding out of nowhere.

She wasn't the only one with the hard head, the spider couple also kept their heads up in the same posture.As for the other goblins around who had suffered from the spider spirit's transformation, they quickly slipped away.

Even if they can withstand a magnitude [-] earthquake, that doesn't mean they are willing to go to that magnitude [-] earthquake.

One second before the spider leg fell, Tara avoided it sideways, and immediately climbed up along the leg, with a clear destination—Peter's head.

She trotted on Peter's back, running straight overhead: "Peter, Peter? Can you hear me?" She tapped Peter on the head.

In order to prevent Peter from being too hard to feel, Tara knocked again with a little more force.

The knock made Peter's eyes stare, his legs wobbled, and he almost fell off.

"Tara, don't knock, don't knock, I can hear you." Peter hurriedly said out, for fear that his girlfriend would hit him again.

Tara rubbed her buzzing ears, and she doubted that she could hear an echo in her ears when she spoke: "...Oh, dear, I think you need to control the volume a little bit."

She shook her head, as if she wanted to get rid of the tinnitus directly: "You know, you are not small now."

Peter looked around curiously, this down-to-earth and condescending feeling was the first time in ten years: "It's amazing." He really tried to lower his voice, at least it sounded like a normal communication volume up.

Tara ignored his words, leaned forward, and leaned his head in front of Peter: "How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

Peter shook his head obediently, and then froze when he realized that his girlfriend was lying on top of his head: "I feel good," he replied sternly, "It doesn't hurt at all."

"And it doesn't really hurt," he added, trying to reassure Tara. "I almost forgot what happened. Really, it just hurts a little."

"...if you want to call it that." Tara rolled off his head, took a bump on her forelegs, and bounced to the ground.

"Can't I move around?" Peter said not to move around, but he really didn't move a leg.

He glanced down: "...I caused this?"

"Well, it's just a few trees down." Tara waved her hand nonchalantly, "Routine operation."

Do you call this a few trees?Peter fell into silence as he looked at the scene, which was in a state of disarray, which could be called an earthquake superimposed by a typhoon.

The one who ran away before slipped back: "Don't worry, little guy, the old tree can grow back this piece with a wave of his hand, you can toss it as you like."

The man called Old Tree was a strong man with a full beard, and his laughter was as loud and hearty as his body: "It's rare to have a chance to move around, little guy, don't be so restrained!"

This is a dryad, and it is actually the youngest among the elders in this forest.Don't look at him with a big beard all day long, as if he looks very vicissitudes, maybe he is not as old as his roots.

He gradually became wise after the monsters in the forest moved in one after another. To a certain extent, it was thanks to this large group of outsiders.

Strictly speaking, this forest is actually his forest.The way the dryads divide their territory is quite simple and rough - only I have developed my spirituality in this forest, so this forest is mine, and it is his responsibility to maintain ecological balance and so on.

"Old tree, you are not kind!" A goblin next to him teased, "Then when we transformed, I never saw you being so warm to us!"

"That's not it! Hey, I'm disgusted when I'm old, but cubs are more popular. If I were a thousand years younger..." The person who spoke was immediately interrupted by disgust.

"What are you daydreaming about when you're so old? There are already several litters!"

The one who spoke was younger than the other, the handsome man and the beautiful woman, and there was even an old-fashioned one with a chubby baby face, whose height could be classified into the loli range.

Seriously, it was the first time for Peter to face the goblins' photo-deception scene, and the whole spider was dumbfounded.

"Go, go, go! You guys who know about sabotage still expect me to give you privileges?" The old tree pointed at Peter, "Look at the young man, how obediently he is standing there, how about you? Destroy half of my forest It’s not enough to get enough of it!”

"Hey, what are you talking nonsense in front of children! How are we such monsters!" The fairies who just spoke out had old faces and thick skins.

"Why don't I turn into a human form." Peter bent down and brought his huge head close to Tara.

He suddenly smirked: "Tara, you look so small like this."

"Yeah, it's as big as one of your eyeballs." Tara rubbed his teeth, openly admonishing him, "Aren't you going to run around twice to have a look? It's rare that the old tree is so kind!"

"Stinky girl, I can hear you! I haven't talked about you yet! How many trees have you destroyed, you little bastard?" The old tree clamped Tara under his arm, and pounded her head several times with his fist.

"The promised cub has privileges!" Tara struggled fiercely, "Aren't I a cub?!"

"You don't count!"

"Excessive!"

Or I'll go back to human form.Peter shrank silently.

The author has something to say: I'm going to prepare to let these few go back to New York!

Happy Friday everyone!

This is a melon!: 1 fat;

Here are two big oranges 1: 2 small milk spiders;

这是我的肥宅快乐水！：喜比比100瓶；君零21瓶；sunny布丁*^_^*15瓶；雪棠棠12瓶；空白10瓶；莫林5瓶；

To be honest, I am very curious about how the 100 bottles were saved [shed tears of envy]