The Feng family lived in a suite, and Feng Xiaolong deserved to take the fat orange to live in a separate bedroom.

As soon as he returned to the room, Feng Xiaolong impatiently put down the bag and took out the "pebble" from it.

"How did you get it?"

Feng Xiaolong rummaged over and over the rough stones in his hand, thinking about the details of the plot in his mind.

After the heroine got this stone, she accidentally cut her finger by the stone, and then the blood stained the stone, and the stone was hatched.

As for the ceremony, nothing, it's as simple as that.

Feng Xiaolong thought about it, took out another utility knife from his small bag, and cut his index finger in one fell swoop, dripping blood on the stone.

No response!

Too little?

Feng Xiaolong muttered in his heart, and squeezed out a few balls of blood from his fingers and smeared them on the stones.

Still no response!

What's going on?

Got it wrong? This is actually a stone, not a spirit beast egg?

Feng Xiaolong turned over the stone vigorously, smeared blood on different parts, and even tried the blood on his ten fingers to be safe, almost all the surface of the stone was wiped over.

Still no response!

"Hey!" Feng Xiaolong threw the stone to the side in frustration, it seemed that he had really made a mistake!

The fat orange, who had been squatting seriously on the side, suddenly pounced and began to flutter the "pebble" with the cat's paw.

Feng Xiaolong didn't mind, it was useless anyway, but fortunately it didn't cost money.

It's just that I didn't grab the heroine's first gold finger, and I'm always a little frustrated.

Feng Xiaolong, who had nothing to do and didn't want to disturb his parents, sat cross-legged on his bed and cultivated.

He had previously exchanged the rewarded points for a simple method of breathing cultivation in the system space, which could quickly strengthen his physical fitness.

It's not that he didn't practice when he was at home before, but the air in the city was so bad that he almost choked him to death with 170% of the exhaust gas in his breath.

When I arrived at Longhu Mountain, it was a Taoist treasure land, and the air here was obviously much better, and even brought a subtle aura, and the effect of Feng Xiaolong's cultivation in the past two days was very good.

After exhaling ninety-nine eighty-one times according to the cultivation method, Feng Xiaolong opened his eyes, only to find that his little tiger orange was lying beside him, holding the peasant with his hand, but carrying the "pebble" between his arms.

"Are you hatching eggs?" Feng Xiaolong asked with a smile.

The original self-talk was unexpectedly reacted.

Fat Orange rolled his eyes directly at him, flicked his tail, twisted his ass waist, and turned his whole body ninety degrees.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaolong suddenly felt that Fat Tangerine's expression was very spiritual.

When he bought Xiaohu in a pet store, he thought that Xiaohu was very spiritual, but after he bought it back, his mother said that none of the spirit cats were orange cats, so he didn't do the spirit animal test.

"I think I should let my mom try it!" Feng Xiaolong thought that he always felt that his little tiger was different from ordinary cats.

After settling down, Feng Xiaolong fell into another breathing cultivation, this time, he did not stop after the cycle of ninety-nine eighty-one times, but continued to breathe, after all, there are not many opportunities to cultivate in this good environment, if you don't take this opportunity to build a foundation quickly, it will be troublesome to return to the city.

Feng Xiaolong, who had fallen into cultivation and concentration, didn't know how long it had been, and suddenly felt something strange in his mind, and some inexplicable thoughts rushed into his mind.

He immediately stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes.

There was nothing unusual in the room, except for ......

"Chirp~~~~Chirp~~~~~"

"I'm XXXXXX......" Feng Xiaolong jumped up directly from the bed.

The little tiger who was lying next to him was still lying on his stomach, but the "pebble" that the fat orange was carrying in his forelimbs was gone.

To be precise, the "pebbles" shattered into pieces, and the last piece was being held in the mouth of a little black one, who then raised his head and straightened his neck, and swallowed hard.

"What is this?" Feng Xiaolong curiously poked his finger at the little guy who didn't slip away.

He didn't expect that pebble to be a spirit beast egg, and what he didn't expect was that it was this black guy who hatched.

In other words, the heroine in the plot should hatch a Vermilion Bird, is the Vermilion Bird so dark when she was a child?

"I'm not a thing! It's not a Suzaku !! I'm Dapeng!! Roc!!! A sharp, cute voice sounded in Feng Xiaolong's mind.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaolong was confused, "What's going on?" ”

"The spirit beast of the contract can communicate with each other, don't you know? So Lo you can take off your skirt! Feng Xiaolong's mind remembered a boy-like voice again.

"Oops, hey, hey, hey????!!!!!"

Feng Xiaolong was completely stunned: "Who are you?" ”

"It's Ben Meow!" The boy's voice replied, and Fat Orange, who was squatting next to him, unceremoniously gave Feng Xiaolong a slap.

"Poof!" Feng Xiaolong fell on the bed all of a sudden, not slapped by Fat Orange, but was really frightened.

The black roc bird finally finished gnawing the last fragment of the "pebble", and jumped on the side of the bed and jumped on the fat orange.

"Brother Cat~"

"It's called Brother Tiger!"

"Brother Tiger~"

"Well, good, Brother Tiger will take you to eat and drink spicy food!"

"Spicy! Spicy! ”

As he spoke, the bird had already jumped on Fat Orange's back, still bouncing on the spot, and Fat Orange didn't look angry at all.

Feng Xiaolong jumped up from the bed with a carp, scratched his head and looked at the two goods on the bed:

"What the hell is going on?"

"When this thing was in the egg, you made a contract with it, and then I hatched it, and it turned out that we all made a contract with you, it's as simple as that." Fat Orange's voice sounded in his head.

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's that simple!" Fat orange is categorical, there is this meow, nothing is simple!

"So......" Feng Xiaolong poked the black bird on the fat orange cat's back, "This thing is a big peng?" Dapeng is like this??? ”

The Dapeng bird, the largest bird in the world, is said to have been melted by the kun in the wind, and it has not been said that it hatched from a pebble, let alone that it is such a black bird that is not as big as a small dragon's fist.

"It's still a baby! Baby! The little blackbird jumped on the cat's back and shouted, and its mouth made a "chirping" scream.

"Okay!" Feng Xiaolong really didn't know what Dapeng was like when he was a child, "Then you should be called Dapeng." ”

"Okay!"

"No way!"

Little Blackbird and Fat Orange said in unison.

"My name is Xiaohu, he is not allowed to be called Dapeng, he can only be called Xiaopeng!!"

The little black bird angrily scratched the hair on Fat Orange's back a few times with his paws, and saw that Fat Orange had no intention of changing his mind, so he could only lower his little head aggrievedly:

"Xiaopeng is Xiaopeng!"