Wushuang stretched out his hand and tugged at Zhu Linghou's sleeve, shook it a few times coquettishly, and said with a blank eye: "Teacher, don't worry, I won't be stupid enough to fight her." When I saw something was wrong, I would have turned around and fled. Besides, I'll take them to the ring with me. She pointed to the little wolf and the little black goose.

Zhu Linghou froze for a moment, and after his gaze swept over the little wolf and the little black goose, he finally landed on the little black goose.

The little wolf exploded all of a sudden, and he was upset: "What does this old man mean, does he look down on the master, ah...... Yes...... Huh?"

"This is called discernment, knowing that the black master is the most reliable!" The little black goose got up: "Don't be afraid, Wushuang, with me, I will never let you have anything to do, it just so happens that your contract with the flame bird is not over yet, tomorrow when the game comes, you use it to fight, if the situation is not good, I can control its actions." ”

It's not a vegetarian here.

Continue to use the Flame Bird, which can control the Flame Bird? Frost thought about it and wanted to ask it for details. With a wave of Zhu Linghou's hand, the spiritual power of the entire room became restless, swirling around, isolating this place into a confined space.

He asked, "When you fight her tomorrow, you will throw the Night Cloud Goose over at the beginning......"

The little black goose froze in smugness, and shouted: "What does this old man want? Throw the black master out, what is he doing as the black master? The meteor hammer that smashes people, or the big meat bun that teases the dog?"

Wushuang was also stunned, and interrupted Zhu Linghou's words: "Teacher......"

Zhu Linghou raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder: "Don't worry, the teacher knows that you have accepted it, so he wants to treat it well." Throwing it out is not throwing it away. The Night Cloud Goose has a natural instinct, and when it encounters a life-and-death crisis, it will release the greatest curse of doom on something that threatens it, so that it ......"

The little wolf rolled on the ground with laughter: "It turns out that he has taken a fancy to your instinctive ......"

The little black goose exploded angrily, and pounced on Zhu Linghou's face regardless of disbelief, fanning his wings while secretly accusing Wushuang angrily: "Hei Ye is not a night cloud goose, no, no, not ......"

It didn't dare to show its true ability, and was grabbed by Zhu Linghou with a wing, Zhu Linghou took it to look left and right, and asked Wushuang suspiciously: "Can it understand me?"

All of a sudden, I don't know what to say.

Jiuyou smiled and rounded the field for her: "I guess it feels your body...... Intentions ......" he forcibly changed the word "malicious" on the tip of his tongue.

Well, to make Frostless safe and smash the little black goose out is not a big thing for him to do. Besides, that little guy is not a real Night Cloud Goose, and its lethality is only higher than that of Night Cloud Goose.

Zhu Linghou stroked the little black goose embarrassedly: "Prepare more delicious food for it at night, just add an extra roast goose leg." "It's strange that a goose likes to eat roast goose.

Hearing that there were roast goose legs to eat, the little black goose was immediately satisfied, it pretended to be soothed by Zhu Linghou's touch, and bargained with Wushuang vigorously; "At least three goose legs, I won't care about the old man's calculations about me, and forgive you for using me as a hammer tomorrow." "As for the meat bun or something, phew, it won't fall to that point!

"Good. "Frost-free is in a good mood and full of promises.

Subsequently, Zhu Linghou carefully studied what spirit beasts Wushuang should bring to the field tomorrow, and he almost took out all the spirit beasts that he had raised for many years, so he wanted to see which ones were most suitable, and he turned around and signed them for Wushuang.

Wushuang hurriedly stopped him sternly, "Teacher, these are not things I can control now, and I will play tomorrow, and it is too late to run in now." I have the Blue Spider and the Dream Horse, the two of them, and the Flame Bird Djinn Tortoise, which should be enough. I really can't, I can still summon it temporarily. She pointed to the little black goose: "With him, I will definitely be able to summon a spirit beast to defeat the enemy." "There is no doubt about that.

Zhu Linghou hesitated for a while, feeling that what she said was reasonable, so he had to give up this idea, but he took out most of the spiritual shafts and spiritual weapons at the bottom of the pressure box that could be used without frost, and forced them into Wushuang: "Take it, be prepared." ”

Wushuang did not refuse these: "Then I will take it all, and if I don't use it when I go back, I will return it to you." ”

In the middle of the night, Jiuyou heard a faint call, and the whole person woke up at once. He jumped out of the rattan hammock and rushed to the window, retracting his hand as soon as it touched the window.

The faint call continued, even more and more urgently, more and more clearly, Jiuyou had never been so awake as he was now, he could tell that this was his call from the bottom of his heart. But his people are here, and what is calling to him from outside?

Traps, must be traps!

His heart was like a cat's claw, but he resisted the urge to push the window out and check, and stood there without moving.

He knew very well that he could not go.

Go, maybe many things will no longer be under his control.

Tomorrow is the first time that Wushuang has confronted Yun Xinhua head-on, and he can't be careless.

Frostless is the most important thing for him right now, even more than his life.

He spoke to himself again and again, to resist the complex feeling of temptation, curiosity and impulsiveness in his heart.

As if he couldn't wait for him to appear, the sound quickly stopped and disappeared. Only then did Jiuyou realize that his whole body was already soaked, and the close-fitting robe could be wrung out of water.

"It's okay......" He smiled bitterly, looked at the still sleeping wind, quietly pushed the door to take a shower, the wind gently covered the door for him, the sleeping wind on the bed slowly turned his head, looked at the window, a wisp of cold wind, quietly came in through the crack in the window, spun in the room, quietly fell into the palm of the hand stretched out under the wind's quilt, and then disappeared quickly.

A chill flashed in Wind's eyes, and then he closed them.

When Jiuyou returned, everything in the house was still the same, the wind was still sleeping soundly, and the low snoring was clearly visible. He walked over to Tempest's bed, quietly looked at the back of Tempest's head, Tempest's lips moved, and he muttered something indistinctly, then turned over, and his sleeping face appeared under his eyes. Jiuyou took a half step back, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, patted his face lightly, turned around and got onto the rattan bed, and then closed his eyes.

The room was quiet again, as if nothing had happened. But not really what happened, only they themselves know.

The frost-free on the second floor slept very sweetly, and I didn't even have a dream.