Shumao always noticed that there were bees flying among them-it was normal for him to "feed and make honey". As a result, the closer he got to Huaguo Mountain, the more bees he saw. Gradually, they actually lined up in two rows to automatically protect their left and right sides, which made Shumao immediately interested in these little guys.

"What are you doing?" "We welcome Shu Mao’s adult to go home! This is what the boss asked us to do! " They all answered Shu Mao’s words. As soon…

The little tree demon attacked several times to strengthen the demon force, but I saw that the little hair ball was there, and its face twisted and its body twitched. It was obviously painful to resist. Seeing that some senior brothers and sisters had whispered there, the little tree demon was on fire. I was not afraid to bring you here all the way, so I told you to jump and show everyone that you are now huddled up and just can’t resist. The young tree demon weaves the crown of the tree into a redneck bundle of bold terrain and hits the old fan’s head in the past. The old fan panics and jumps to avoid this move, but it is no longer difficult to continue to fold his hands and feet. The central god is controlled by the flute again. The old fan sighs and spreads his hair with a small paw, and his tail is shrugged. It is also closely coordinated with the group of demons to stare and dance.

Originally, all the ugly tree demons were quiet, staring at the field. This is obviously dancing, and the brain is very simple. At the moment, it is chaotic. Tree demons…