Seeing Zhou Zhairen leave with interest, Zhuang Xinfen hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Hua Jing: "Huajing children, don't cry, no one will play with you when you cry." ”

A few friends around him looked a little indignant: "Boss, don't be angry, let's go to him!"

A tall and thin little boy fed Zhuang Xinfen coldly: "Don't worry, when he arrives at the sailing training camp, we have a chance to fix him." Sister Hua, can we leave?"

Hua Jing wiped her nose and tears, and looked at Zhuang Xinfen with reddened eyes: "You go back and tell Leng Qiao that I won't look for him to compete with him again in the future, but if he comes to the sail training camp, it's better to let him take it easy." ”

Zhuang Xinfen hurriedly apologized: "It's me who didn't have time to stop all this, and I didn't discipline him well, if you want to complain, just come to me alone, okay?"

Hua Jing turned around and quickly turned away with a group of people, and a short and fat little boy popped out next to him. His regretful face looked a little weird: "Sister Hua, why didn't you let the brothers deal with him just now?"

Hua Jing knocked him on the head: "Did you eat the Fengyuan fruit you just ate into your head? Don't you see that his two adults are beside him? Do you think they are cabbage?"

The tall and thin little friend who spoke just now echoed: "That is, if they don't have special abilities, how can Sister Hua not see it?" Tian Hongyi, you have a snack!"

The short and fat friend known as Tian Hongyi carefully recalled the ability that Leng Qiao displayed just now: "But I always think that the guy named Leng Qiao has a strong ability...... Brother Yin, did you say yes?"

The tall and thin boy next to Tian Hongyi, who was called Brother Yin, gave him a blank look: "I see that you not only ate the fate fruit in your head, but also seems to have inserted the knife that peeled the fruit away." How can you let others want to destroy your own prestige?"

A group of friends around me said a word, and the topic was still closely around Lengqiao.

At this moment, the object of their conversation was sitting elegantly on the sofa in the living room of the house, and in front of him, a changing blue light curtain flashed several strange patterns.

He looked at the patterns intently, and asked the figure of a middle-aged man in the upper right corner of the picture, "What are these things for?"

The middle-aged man in the picture looked at him with a smile: "Do you see that pattern? It is a two-headed flying snake surrounding a scimitar that radiates a jewel-like light." That's the sign of the Spirit Snake Group. The old man Ning you said is just one of the leaders, and the other leader, don't you want to know who he is?"

Leng Qiao curiously clicked on the pattern in the center of the picture, only to see that the pattern suddenly flashed, passed through the picture, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

He hurriedly retracted his hands: "Then uncle, they all have their own ability organizations, our family has abilities, why didn't they join any organization?"

The middle-aged man in the picture who is called Uncle by Leng Qiao is Zhuang Bufeng. His originally calm face twitched suddenly, and then he stretched out a pair of illusory hands to Leng Qiao: "Child, it's okay! Did you see her back?"

Leng Qiao nodded: "It's slowly spinning in front of my eyes! The back seems to be a shadow with a special shape, I don't know what it is." Huh, why does it look familiar?"

Zhuang Bufeng sighed: "I was going to tell you when you can be on your own, just now I saw that you have been able to use our organization's unique speed ability, and I know that you have become stronger again, Uncle is really happy for you." ”

Leng Qiao was obviously a little impatient, he slapped his illusory hands, only to find that his hands had passed through the thick arms: "Can you tell me quickly?"

At this time, the door of the house was gently pushed open, and after returning home, Zhuang Xinfen shook her hair lightly, and turned to the cold bridge that was pointing at the light curtain over there: "What tricks are you playing again?"

As soon as she saw Zhuang Xinfen coming back, Leng Qiao was like a boat encountering a big wave, her body shook a few times involuntarily, and she blinked at the picture over there: "Uncle, let's talk about these things when we come back, I'm a little tired, let's go back to the room first." ”

The flickering light curtain was like Leng Qiao's restless mood, and it quickly lost its light.

He secretly glanced at Zhuang Xinfen, who was changing his shoes, and tiptoed to his room. Zhuang Xinfen had already discovered him. He was about to say something when he found that Leng Qiao had already walked back to his room.

After a soft groan, Leng Qiao's beating heart finally calmed down a lot. He sat at his desk to the side, feeling that something was strange about today.

So his mind was quickly drawn back to the scene where Hua Jing appeared before nightfall: how did she know that we were there? As far as I know, Hua Jing is just a good person with a single ability, hmph! I can only barely say that she is not a cabbage. She must have sent someone to follow me, but who is the person who is following me?

He frowned slightly, no longer thinking about the annoying questions. casually flipped out a children's picture book from the desk, looked through a few pages absentmindedly, and stretched his waist a little unnaturally. I was about to go to bed, but I heard a soft voice outside the door: "Leng Qiao, are you sleeping, come out and drink some juice!"

He couldn't help but wonder: Mommy, she can't be fooling me, what if I go out and get?

He had an idea, and gently pressed the green button next to the desk, and the room's intelligent system immediately activated, and then he carefully pressed a yellow button on the right.

The intelligent system seemed to have received his order to defend it, and there was a noise on the otherwise smooth wall in front of his desk, and a puppet identical to his Zhang came out.

Leng Qiao winked at him, and Zhuang Xinfen's voice came from outside the door again: "Leng Qiao, be good, Mommy has prepared the fate fruit you want to eat, come out!"

Leng Qiao subconsciously swallowed the liquid, winked at the puppet beside him, and walked into the passage that had just lit up.

This is the emergency passage in the room, Leng Qiao boredly stepped on the blue translucent steps, cautiously walking like the depths of the passage: what else is there here besides a stand-in puppet? I remember Mommy said, there used to be a madman who studied vaccines here, and I heard that the vaccine can be immune to abnormal attacks, I have always wanted to come in and take a look, but I am afraid that there is a crisis here.

The light blue light reflected on his white and tender little face, and at this time he felt a little regretful in his heart, but he didn't want to retreat. He stops and goes, and eventually curiosity takes his toll.

After a turn, he seemed to smell an unusual breath, and he wiped the fine sweat on his palms a little nervously: If Lin Xin's sister was with me, it would be great, but it's a pity. Now I'm left alone. Forget it, this makes me curious. Let's take a walk and see wow.

I don't know how many times this thought flashed through his mind, and I don't know how long it took, something new finally appeared in the monotonous passage, but this made Leng Qiao feel even more regretful.

The thing in front of me is a person's ability storage device, which seems to analyze that there is a stranger intruding, and after a rush of alarm, several abilities and arrows of light roared to attack the cold bridge, and the cold bridge supported the defense of the blue wave seal while exerting the speed ability of the blue shadow village, and wanted to retreat like a whirlwind.

As soon as he walked out of the passage opened on the wall, he heard a complaining voice from outside the room: "Those little boys are from the sailing training camp, do you know? Haven't you always wanted to enter the sailing training camp? Now it's okay, Hua Jing said that she won't trouble you in the future, do you know what it means?"

The puppet Leng Qiao waved his somewhat stiff hand, as if he was explaining something to Zhuang Xinfen.

At this time, in Leng Qiao's room, the real Leng Qiao wiped the cold sweat on his face with palpitations, and thought: Fortunately, my little fate is so unclear that I didn't explain it, and I didn't bury it before Mommy loosened my bones. It seems that there must be some amazing secret behind that ability reservoir, otherwise, why would such a facility be left in the passage?

Leng Qiao quickly pressed the red button on the side of the desk, and the passage was quickly closed. At the same time, the puppet outside the door was about to be revealed, and the elf-like cold bridge hurriedly deployed the room intelligent system and gave the puppet in the living room an order to return to the room.

After the puppet accepted the order, he no longer defended Zhuang Xinfen and walked straight to the room, while Leng Qiao hid nervously behind the door.

After seeing two clear scars on his puppet's buttocks, Leng Qiao lamented again: Thanks to the fact that I discovered the secret behind the desk in time, otherwise...... Ay!

He closed his eyes a little reluctantly, and quietly sent his puppet back to its place, and cleverly covered the button on the wall. Only then did I suddenly remember what Zhuang Xinfen had just said outside the door.

He muttered again in his young heart: "Sail the training camp? I'm not afraid! Forget it, I'd better go out and make it clear to Mommy."

While pretending to rub his buttocks, he opened the door and walked towards Zhuang Xinfen: "Mommy, it hurts so much when you hit me!"

Zhuang Xinfen snorted: "Who made you disobedient?"

Leng Qiao looked at Zhuang Xinfen, who had just subsided in anger, and quickly shifted his gaze with some weakness: "That's right, Mommy." Did Uncle Planter's left hand be eaten by something?"

Zhuang Xinfen patted him on the shoulder helplessly: "That is a sacrifice made to protect you, you know, Uncle Zhou has paid a lot for us." You shouldn't have done that to him. ”

Leng Qiao nodded obediently: "What is my life experience, and what does my father do, you have never told me, why?"

Zhuang Xinfen casually handed a peeled fruit to Leng Qiao: "Don't you want to taste this delicious fruit?"

Leng Qiao turned his head unhappily: "Don't divert the topic." ”