Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Wooden Bird

"Hey, the moon girl laughed, it really looks like a flower, it's really beautiful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" After sending off Shaoyu and a few people, the old man of the class stroked his beard and squinted at Yue'er and said.

Yue'er pushed the face of the old man who was close to her with her hand, and turned her head: "Sister Rong said that the old man is an oily and smooth old man, and he ignores you!"

"Miss Rong still eats so little?" said the old man of the class.

"I won't tell you!" Yue'er turned her head and refused.

"Oh, Miss Rong works so hard to save people and eats so little, how good is this!"

"This kind of thing, don't worry about this kind of thing for a long time, okay!" Yue'er waved at the old man.

"How can this be called nonsense!"

The old man was about to say something more, when he suddenly felt a hand tap on his shoulder, and when he looked back, he saw that there was nothing?

Tianming showed his body and looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man said unceremoniously, "What are you doing, boy!"

Tianming smiled and said, "Hey, old man, do you still have that kind of wooden bird?"

The old man's eyes widened: "What old man old man's! What does the wooden bird have to do with you!"

"Play with me too!" Tianming hooked his hands, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

The old man stretched out his mechanical hand and refused fiercely: "No!"

The old man was about to walk back, when he suddenly found that his foot was tripped by something, and when he turned around, he saw Tianming holding his leg.

"That wood, then you can lend it to me to play with!" Tianming was proud of the old man.

The old man struggled with his legs: "Boy, let go of me." ”

"Lend it to me, please!" Tianming tried to hug the old man's leg.

The old man stopped and glared again, and said, "You think I haven't met a scoundrel, if I lend it to you, my food for so many years will be in vain!"

In the sky, the red trap bird flew freely in the sky, and on the ground, Tianming happily looked up at the trap bird flying in the sky, and the old man stood behind Tianming dejectedly.

Tianming turned his head: "Thank you, old man Ban." ”

When he saw Tianming holding the thigh of the old man in the class, Wu Xuan lowered his head boredly and shook his head: "What kind of bird does that bird have anything to play with, really." ”

"Ah Fantasy!" a voice suddenly came.

"Ah, who called me?" Wu Huan shook his head and looked around, but apart from himself, there were only Tianming and Old Man Ban.

There is certainly no one in heaven, then there is only ... "Underground!" In an instant, Wu Huan squatted underground and looked for it.

"Ah Phantom, Ah Phantom!" this time the voice was a little urgent.

"Huh, it seems a little familiar?" Wu Fan stopped, thinking about where he had seen it.

"I'm going to play with that wooden bird too!" Lan Huan'er's voice came again.

Wu Huan understood something in an instant. "What a wooden bird, why don't you sleep obediently, really. ”

"As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that the wooden bird was flying on it, and it was possible to fly with wood alone, and I also wanted one to fly on a wooden bird!" Lan Huan'er said, with a sense of urgency in her words.

"Where are you, are you invisible?" Wu Huan asked curiously after looking for a long time and not seeing Lan Huan'er's figure.

"Just talking, it's easy, hurry up! Don't let that little bird run away!"

"Can others hear it?" Wu Fan asked again, looking forward to this question.

"Of course not!Hurry up!I'm going to run away!" Lan Huan'er urged Wu Huan'er.

"Teach me this, I'll get you one!" Wu Fan grinned, his goal was finally achieved.

"Okay, hurry up!!" Lan Huan'er said without hesitation, without a pause.

"Okay, you wait. Wu Huan got up and patted his body.

Lan Huan'er suddenly shouted, "Ahh!!h

"Huh?" Wu Xuan turned his head and found that there was an extra hole in the doorway of the house.

As soon as Wu Huan saw a hole in the door, the door was opened.

"Hmph. Duanmu Rong pulled her face and hummed angrily.

Old man Ban fell backwards in surprise, knelt on the ground, covered his face with one hand, and scratched his head. And Tianming kept pointing at the old man and shirking his responsibility.

Looking at their appearance, Duanmu Rong said solemnly: "Yue'er and I are healing your uncle's injuries, and his injuries are very serious... If I hear a little more disturbing voice, you can prepare for him. Do you understand?"

Tianming drooped his hands, looked at Duanmu Rong and nodded.

Originally, Wu Huan thought that this would be fine, but Duanmu Rong decisively looked at Wu Huan again.

"Hey?" Wu Huan looked at Duanmu Rong in confusion, his eyes blinking faster than usual, and he looked at Duanmu Rong with tears in his eyes.

It seemed that Duanmu Rong's expression was overcast again, so frightened that Wu Fan hurriedly nodded his head.

"Bump!" the door slammed shut.

"Woo, I've experienced it now, I'm really getting shot while lying down!" Wu Huan kept watching Duanmu Rong enter the room and close the door, and then kept looking at the door with tears in his eyes.

"Ah Phantom, bring my wooden bird, it's still in there!" Lan Phantom was really anxious.

"Woo,Don't interrupt my cuteness.。。。 No, uh... Don't interrupt my train of thought, yes, don't interrupt my train of thought, I'm thinking about how to get that magic bird. ”

"Oh, hurry up!"

The old man was looking at Tianming very angrily, and suddenly felt that his legs were heavy again, turned his head to look at Wu Huan, who was holding his legs at some point, covered his forehead and raised his head helplessly, "What's the matter with you?" After speaking, he shook his head.

"Master Ban, you can do it, have pity on me, you must promise me!" Wu Huan tugged on Master Ban's trouser leg with one hand, and wiped a few tears with his free hand.

The old man moved his legs again, and found that he still couldn't break free, and secretly sighed that the current children have so much strength: "Say it, say it, I really don't know what happened today." ”

"Please give me that Divine Horse Bird!" Wu Huan's eyes exuded an aura.

"What? I don't have the Shenma Bird you said!" Master Ban was very puzzled, not knowing what Wu Fan would say.

"It's the god horse bird that Tianming just played!" Wu Huan looked at Tianming and then at the broken doorway.

Master Ban followed Wu Fan's gaze and realized that Wu Fan was talking about the trap bird, and categorically affirmed: "No, it really won't work this time!"

"Please, just give me one. ”

"No way!"

"Give me one, okay, Master Ban is the most handsome, Master Ban is the best. ”

"Still won't work!"

I said it a few times, but in the end it still didn't work, it seems that the battle was a complete failure, no, how can Tianming use it so effective, do you say that my skills are not enough? Rejected again, Wu Huan looked at Tianming.

"Okay! Old man Ban, this is a trick you forced me to do! Don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Wu Huan stood up, the tears in his eyes had long since disappeared, as if he hadn't flowed, and looked at Old Man Ban very seriously.

"Oh, what are you going to do, are you going to kill me?" the old man looked at Wu Xuan and moved his manipulator.

Wu Huan jumped back in fright, and then said disdainfully: "Hmph, I see what you mean not to give, right?"

"Yes and what!" the old man prepared for battle.

"I can tell you, my dad is very good... No, I can't get it back if I use my trick!" Wu Xuan threatened the old man.

The old man of the class was obviously fearless: "If you have any tricks, just use them, is it possible that I will be afraid that you will not succeed!"

"Do you know who's standing behind me?"

"There's no one behind you!"

Wu Huan snorted twice and touched the drifting sea in front of him. "You won't forget what happened just now, right?"

The old man didn't believe it, and called out to Wu Huan: "There were a lot of things just now, which one are you referring to?"

"Hehe, Sister Rong said just now, if she hears a little more disturbing voice, we can prepare for the future! Think about it, what will happen if I have a voice now!" Wu Huan said his trick.

"Ah, you, you... You won't be fine!" The old man was in a hurry just now, and he didn't hear it clearly, what could be prepared for the future, listening to what Wu Huan said was true, after thinking about it, he would rather believe it, and began to retreat a little.

Wu Huan smiled: "Just give me that god horse bird everything." ”

"That's a trap bird, not a god horse bird as you said!" the old man corrected.

"Give it or not, if you don't give it to me, you will really call it!" Wu Fan threatened again.

"This... This... Okay, I'll give it to you, but don't scream. The old man looked at the closed door, then at Wu Huan, and finally reluctantly lowered his head and compromised.

Wu Huan comforted: "Don't worry, I'm a very trustworthy person... Bring it!"

The old man took out the trap bird and handed it to Wu Huan: "If it is broken, I won't fix it!"

"You don't have to worry about that. Wu Huan happily took the Shenma Bird and smiled at the old man.

"Take good care of it!" "Old man Ban finally said to Wu Huan distressedly.

Wu Huan waved his hand impatiently, he finally completed the task, and he could sleep quietly for a while: "I know, I know." ”

After Wu Huan left, Tianming looked at the old man with a puzzled look: "What the old man said just now is a little wrong, it seems to be... It seems to be... ”

"What's wrong?" The old man looked at the direction Wu Fan left, very depressed.

"Huh?" Tianming scratched his head and thought for a long time: "This... Oh, by the way, that weird woman said that if I make a sound, I can prepare for my uncle... ”

"What !!"