In a short period of time, it has already broken through twice.

In the past, it was only the size of a palm, and it was sealed by white dust and carried on the chest placket.

Now he is about the size of a teenager, his feathers are as red as flames, and a pinch of dark golden fluff is faintly stretched out on the top of his head.

Lord Xiao Yan said that she was very satisfied, this new little brother was diligent, not much talking, and delicate, every time she didn't notice it herself, Radish had already arranged everything.

Gradually, Lord Xiao Yan became more and more relieved.

Bai Chenfeng has been out early and returned late recently, and he has been busy leveling the demon clan, but he saw that Lord Xiao Yan was raised with an excellent complexion, his feathers were oily and slippery, and he broke through twice.

I also think that although this radish demon is not shocking, he still has some real skills, and it seems that he is also sincere to Lord Xiaoyan.

Then the vigilance was relaxed by two points.

All the daily life of Lord Xiao Yan was slowly taken over by the radish demon, from arranging what to eat every day, to cultivating every day, and washing up every day, all of which were also taken care of by the radish demon.

Lord Xiao Yan didn't like to be too close to demons, Bai Chenfeng was an exception, when she was still an egg, she was always by her side, that was a special existence.

But I don't know from which day, Lord Xiao Yan found that he had become accustomed to accepting the approach of the radish demon.

No, every afternoon in the warm sun, Lord Xiao Yan lay on the soft couch, letting the radish demon comb her feathers very gently, so comfortable that the sharp wings didn't want to move.

Radish Demon Qingluo has always been silent, even in front of Lord Xiao Yan, he can't say ten words a day, and everyone has long been accustomed to his dull temperament.

At this moment, he had seventeen or eighteen radish whiskers, and slowly combed the feathers of Lord Xiao Yan before he found out.

In the past, Xiao Yan's size was small and not obvious, but now he is as tall as a teenager, which is revealed.

On her back, the vermilion feathers could not cover it, and there was a place that was bare, sunk deep in, and the mouth of the bowl was a hideous scar.

From this scar, it can be seen that Lord Xiao Yan seems to have suffered a very serious injury before, almost fatal.

Radish Xu trembled and walked around the scar, and it took a long time before the radish demon said sullenly: "Lord Xiao Yan, how did you get this scar on your back?" Have you ever been hurt? ”

Although Lord Xiao Yan felt strange, why did Xiao Qing take the initiative to speak today, but this is not a secret that cannot be said, and he said very indifferently: "I don't remember, I was born with a birthmark, right?" Maybe it's because the injuries in the previous life are too serious, and Nirvana can't calm it down, so I have to remind Master Ben in this life! ”

The radish demon was silent and didn't speak again, but his breath seemed to be a little unstable.

Lord Xiao Yan turned over lightly, covered the scar, stretched out his wings to cover his eyes, and looked at the sky: "It's almost time, let's go and eat something!" ”

The radish demon replied in a sullen voice and retreated.

Leaving Xiao Yan, with a wave of his wings, he turned into two water mirrors, looked at the hideous and heavy scar in the mirror for a long time, sneered, took back the water mirror, and lazily lay back on the soft couch, raised his two paws, and waited for the arrival of the food.

After that day, the Radish Demon and Lord Xiao Yan never mentioned this matter again, as if it had never happened.