The winter blizzards in the Death Mountains will last for two or three months. At that time, the thick snow can completely submerge Gru. Generally, in this weather, Gru will eat once a day, only eat at night, and be exempted in the morning and noon, because he has to go out to find food during the day. Although the food is scarce, the kind Goddess of Earth still gave the Hell Mountains a little gift.

That's the pine cones.

The pine cone forest located in the south is most of Gru's food source in the cold winter. Small and hard pine cones can be boiled in boiling water to expose the kernels inside, which are rich in nutrients and are buried by blizzards.

Those eagle-horned red-haired birds that often hover in the sky will not come out to compete for food with him. At this time, Gru can get into the snowstorm pile and shuttle through. With the general direction, he will find the pine cone forest and dig the pine cones buried underground. If he is lucky, he can also pick up insects or small animals that have frozen to death in the wild and drag them back to eat.

Gru was planning his work tomorrow. When he looked up, he could see the fat little cub sleeping beside the fire. When he thought of his appetite, he felt even more sad and he didn't sleep well all night.

The next day, Gru ran outside the cave to take a look. The blizzard had stopped. The white sun shone in the snow, and his eyes were blurred. It was very cold outside. Although there was fur, Gru was still envious of the fire-type monster at this time.

If a monster with fire-type magic crystal is already present, it is not afraid of this coldness.

Of course, for this kind of weather, the ice-type monsters were even more like fish in water. Gru thought about it all and then returned to the cave. The fat little cub was still sleeping, snoring slightly, and he could sleep very sweetly at first glance. Gru found his cloth bag on his shoulder and hung it on his shoulder, preparing to go out to find the pine cones later.

It was too dangerous outside, and the little guy couldn't walk steadily. Gru decided to leave it at home, but he didn't know if it would make a fuss when he woke up. Gru grabbed his hair in distress. He heard that the newborn cubs were very cute, and when he woke up, he would cry loudly when he couldn't see familiar things.

It would be bad if the fat little cub cried, but it would be bad if it attracted the monster.

Gru squatted on the ground, watching the little guy's belly facing up, and snoreed and snored while holding his little tail in his hands. He hesitated for a while and decided to wait until it woke up before going out.

Unexpectedly, the fat little cub slept until afternoon after sleeping. Gru sat beside it, and poked its tail, claws, and even its small wings that were not obvious behind it. As a result, the little guy was still awake as if he had been hit by a sleeping spell. He slept so hard that he was dim. He calculated carefully that he had slept from yesterday evening to the afternoon of the next day.

Gru only saw the fat little cub slowly turning over, then turning over, and his whole body was lying on the broken drill, his fat tail was raised, and he shook it slowly for a few times, just like a signal to get up. The golden eyes slowly opened, and there was still sleepiness inside. After seeing that it was Gru, the little guy rubbed his eyes with his claws and sat up slowly. The fat legs were stretched straight, and the shaking frequency of the small tail behind him gradually increased.

The next moment, Gru heard a whimpering sound of swearing.

"Ao~" Good morning.

Long Ming was sleeping enough, and greeted the orc in a very good mood. By the way, he checked whether the shiny under his body had decreased. His chubby tail was unexpectedly flexible, and he circled a silver coin that accidentally swept to the side. He didn't know why he was interested in this kind of shiny crystal. It felt like instinct, just like eating and sleeping. Long Ming just felt that he liked this kind of thing very much. He took a look and felt good in a good mood.

Gru twitched the corner of his mouth, it was better for a cub. He didn't know how hard he lived, so he only woke up after sleeping.

Long Ming stood up unsteadily with his small body sticking out, and saw a big gray cloth bag wrapped around the orc's waist, and he couldn't help but tilt his head curiously.

"Ao~" Where are you going?

Gru looked at the screaming little guy and gestured in front of it for a few times. He first made a leave gesture, and then saw that the little guy was curious and followed, so he pressed it in place to prevent it from moving. He lowered his head and said seriously: "I'll go outside to pick pine cones, you're at home."

Gru spoke in the common language of Azerik continent. He hoped that this advanced Warcraft cub could learn a little slowly. He pointed to himself and spoke slowly: "Ge-Lu-."

Long Ming tilted his head and finally understood something. His eyes lit up. This orc was teaching him to learn language! That's great! Long Ming understood it, it was Gru, and he couldn't help but say it: "…guru~"

Gru patiently called again: "Yes - Gelu-"

Long Ming was not good at his first trip. This time he was brewing for a while, and then he spoke up: "Gurl~"

After saying that, Long Ming clumsyly touched his mouth and touched a small fang, his eyes were confused. Why did he understand Gru but couldn't say it? Could it be that there was something wrong with his throat development or his vocal cords...

Gru looked at the fat little cub playing with claws, and did not expect it to understand quickly. After repeating it three or four times, he carried the little guy on the shiny crystals. After thinking about it, he surrounded the wood next to it, and then gestured for a while before going out.

It's already afternoon now, and he won't be delayed for too long and will come back soon. Before leaving, Gru deliberately sealed the hole to prevent the fat cub from crawling around.

Only Long Ming was left in the cave. Long Ming screamed "guru" several times, and finally made a tone that looked like Gru, completely relieved.

He looked around, stood up unsteadily, pushed away the wood and walked to the center of the cave, picked up the book hidden under the dead grass, and opened the pages with his claws, looking.

The words were not understood, but Long Ming saw the exquisite picture album above, including men and women, wearing gorgeous clothes, and a wild beast spitting out fire. The man held a sword, and the woman was surrounded by light. Long Ming also saw a man with sharp ears holding a bow and arrow. They worked together to kill the wild beast that could spit out fire.

Long Ming sat on the ground and finished flipping through the album. He felt familiar inexplicably. Isn’t this an old-fashioned Western fantasy adventure story? There are knights, elves, priests responsible for healing, and monsters that can spit fire. Oh, in the old-fashioned story, maybe there is an evil dragon that will snatch the princess, waiting for the knight to rescue...

Long Ming thought for a while and suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked down at the tail behind him. It was swaying leisurely. The pointed tail was playing with the shiny diamonds. The black scales were round and smooth, neatly distributed, short and fat, and looked very cute. Long Ming looked at his belly again. The color was lighter and soft to the touch, his belly was chubby, warm and soft, and he could feel the fine soft scales when touched. At this moment, his belly was falling with his breathing.

The five claws were also covered with scales. Long Ming lowered his head and turned his claws over. He saw a small white hook hidden in the scales at the end of the claws, just like the white claws of a black tabby cat. Long Ming subconsciously moved and saw the hook sticking out a little from his claws, and the cold light was revealed!

I like shiny and sleep when I eat, have tails, scales, and a fat belly. In addition to not being able to spit fire, Long Ming feels that he is very consistent with a dragon.

He stood up unsteadily, and was extremely nervous by the speculation in his heart. Long Ming looked at his shaking tail and turned around. He felt a little dizzy. There was water in the iron pot next to him.

Long Ming walked to the iron pot unsteadily, stood on tiptoe, pulled his claws on the edge of the iron pot, and finally saw his face. He blinked and saw the little monster on the water surface blinking. The golden beast eyes were beautiful like flowing gold, with a big head, a nose and a mouth. Long Ming opened his mouth, and a small fang was exposed, and a roar of milk was naturally made in his throat, but the sound was too tender, and it was more like a "swish" sound of milk.

So will he spit fire? Long Ming tilted his head, thought for a while, and then let out another whistle.

No response.

Long Ming had no choice but to retreat, return to Liang Jingjing, hugged his tail, and fell into trouble.

Actually, Long is not bad... but can he spit fire? Long Ming thought about it and returned to this question. He sprayed it from his mouth or from his nose? It felt so strange.

So when Gru came back, he saw the fat little cub sitting seriously on the broken diamond, holding his chubby tail, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Gru couldn't help laughing. He didn't pick many pine cones, but he could cook a pot of soup after cooking the fruit inside.

"Little guy, I'm back." Gru put down the cloth bag, handed a pine cone to the fat baby, then turned around and poured out all the bag.

Long Ming looked at the strange thing in his claws and smelled a slightly pungent smell. He suddenly felt itchy in his nose and couldn't help but sneeze.

A small black flame spit out from his throat, but before it reached mid-air, it dissipated into blue smoke, and the smell of sulfur-like flames came from the air.

Long Ming stared at the scene with wide eyes. Before he could react, his nose became itchy again. The rich pine cone smell quickly drowned out the scent of sulfur. Long Ming was stimulated and sneezes several times one after another, but there was no black flame anymore.

Gru turned his head and saw the fat little cub looking at him with tears in his eyes, covering his nose with his paws, sneezing pitifully, and screaming in a bad mood.

"Guru~Guru~" Gru, Gru.

Gru covered the pine cones with a cloth bag and couldn't help laughing again. He was such a painful little boy. He taught him a few hours ago, but he still remembers it.
Chapter completed!