Zhang Yang had no good feelings for Changsheng. Now his attitude is so bad that it aroused the anger in Zhang Yang's heart. He said bluntly: "You are just eating, but you still have the face you come there to eat? I warn you, give you three seconds to get back to its original state, otherwise you will be eaten!"

Unexpectedly, Changsheng jumped off the horse's back, then walked through Zhang Yang's legs very sensitively, and then climbed onto his head with his hands and feet, saying, "I am the giant baby king, how dare you warn me? Look at me breaking your skull and eating your brain!" As he said that, he began to hammer Zhang Yang's bald head with his small fist, making a particularly solid sound.

Zhang Yang couldn't stand the pain, so he grabbed him and was about to throw it away, but Changsheng bit Zhang Yang's finger and let go of it. Then Changsheng ran to the little hooligan, pounced hard, and then pressed him heavily under his body.

Although Changsheng was young, his chubby body was also very heavy, and he was still a ginseng fruit. The little hooligan was so overwhelmed by him that he couldn't breathe, and his face turned red. He happened to see Changsheng's head on his chest, so he had a sudden inspiration and inserted the sky-storming braid in his hand back to Changsheng's head.

Sure enough, Changsheng immediately stopped the movements in his hand. The mouth that had originally bitten the little hooligan's left chest also loosened. The color of his body began to shine, and finally turned into the healthy white before, and the pupils of his eyes also returned to the round shape of an ordinary person.

He got off the little hooligan, then looked at the little hooligan and Zhang Yang, and asked innocently, "Huh? What happened?"

Zhang Yang watched the little hooligan rubbing his chest, and he burst out with a "pop" and said, "I've been attacked by someone's chest, you're the same today!"

The little hooligan said to Changsheng with tears in his eyes: "I am a four-foot man, and you have taken my chastity away from you. Wait, wait, wait for me to find a pot, and then boil the water. You must stew you and eat it!"

Changsheng looked innocent and had no idea what had happened just now. He had to scratch the back of his head and asked embarrassedly: "What happened."

However, it was his head-scratched and grabbed the Chongtian braid that had just been put on. In an instant, the expressions on Zhang Yang and the little hooligan's faces were frozen. They seemed to be petrified and remained motionless. Their bodies slowly turned dark green again, and they began to run around with ferocious faces like evil children.

Zhang Yang picked up the sky-piercing braid and wanted to put it back on Changsheng's head, but this time he learned a lesson and was very vigilant. He rushed around and dodged Zhang Yang's arrest, and then took advantage of the opportunity, he ran into the grass and disappeared.

Zhang Yang was anxious at first sight. After all, he was a ginseng fruit. And now his condition is like a Piccolo, the son of the Great Demon King of Piccolo, and he might hurt others. He whistled, then called Cotton Cloud, and asked the little hooligan to wait next to the White Dragon Horse. He would come when he went.

After walking around the mountains and forests for two times, Zhang Yang didn't even see the shadow of the immortality. The legend of ginseng fruit melted when it came to earth, so he wouldn't disappear into the soil.

It is not a solution to continue blindly in this way. Zhang Yang thought that Changsheng had said he was hungry before, and he immediately thought of using food to lure him out, so Zhang Yang started to catch wild game everywhere.

Later, when he encountered a very shallow stream in the mountains, he picked up some stones and piled up a stone trunk at the downstream location to block the fish's way. Then he also piled up a stone trunk at a location upstream, thus completely blocking a section of the stream.

There are quite a lot of fish in this river. Zhang Yang picked up several big stones, began to lock in the fish, and threw stone bombs into the water frantically.

The water waves caused by the stone hitting the water surface can make the fish's brains deafening, and they will become dizzy and unable to find the north. At this time, Zhang Yang took the opportunity to go into the water to catch them.

"Hahaha, you're so stupid that you can't even catch fish."

Suddenly a voice came from Zhang Yang's side. He had already stepped on the stream with both legs and had already grabbed a fish in his hand. When he heard the familiar voice, he turned his head and looked at him. He found that Changsheng was lying on the big rock beside him, and he made two laughs from time to time.

Seeing that the person to be caught was right in front of him, Zhang Yang was still catching a fish. He threw the fish into the water and ran towards Changsheng. However, Changsheng's speed was not unusually fast. He jumped down from the stone in a few seconds, then jumped to the ground, and actually drilled into the ground alive!

This made Zhang Yang stunned. He shouted: "You are not the ginseng fruit essence, you are obviously the Tu Xingsun! Come out and see if I..."

Before he finished speaking, Changsheng crawled out of the land behind Zhang Yang, kicked him hard at the butt, and then crawled back into the soil. This kick hit Zhang Yang's chrysanthemum very accurately. The complex feeling of burning and sourness made Zhang Yang sit directly on the ground.

"I swear, I won't kill you, a little bastard." Zhang Yang burst into tears, and he stretched out his hand and sighed to the sky: "I won't call him Zhang Dapao!"

Then he stood up from the ground with his butt in his arms, then twisted and continued to run to the edge of the stream, and started a new round of fish-fried operations. Later, after he fainted from two fish, he picked up some dry firewood branches, and then used the flames of the flowing blades to create a pile of fire and started a picnic to grill the fish.

After he roasted all the fish, he inserted the fish into the ground, hid in the grass on the side, holding the flowing blade Ruohuo in his hand, waiting for Changsheng to appear. As long as he came over to eat the fish, he waved the flowing blade Ruohuo in his hand, and the light blade emitted could directly split him in half.

"Hehehe..." The fire could appear in Zhang Yang's eyes. He gritted his teeth and stared at the two lonely fish, and said, "Come out, go eat the fish, and let me kill you!"

After waiting for a long time, Changsheng did not show up. Zhang Yang was exhausted of patience, so he had to give up. But as soon as he got together, he heard Changsheng's voice coming from beside him: "You can't wait? You still want to catch people with patience, it's too bad."

"Whoever says I am not patient enough, I just stand up and move my body." Zhang Yang couldn't hear others saying that he was not good, so he squatted down again, then stared at the two fish in front of him with concentration. After staring for a while, he felt something was wrong, and turned his head to see that Changsheng was clearly next to him.

Zhang Yang almost burst into anger. He raised the Liuren Ruohuo and was about to hit Changsheng's head, but he saw Changsheng put his fingers on his mouth, then "shush" and said, "Speak quietly, see who is coming."
Chapter completed!