Chapter 7: The name of the product

Angry birds.

The name must be taken by the owner, which is really annoying.

If this owner, who has little intelligence, chooses a name, won't it lower its taste?

Let her be named? What is the name that is suitable for the little black bird, Yi Xiaomi thought, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said, "It's called Xiao Hei." ”

“……”

In a word, the little black bird blew up its feathers, but it couldn't be changed, its forehead had a name, and it bloomed the mark of a flower.

"Wow, little black, you have a five-petaled black flower on your forehead." Seeing the hair on the little black head gradually turn into a flower, Xiaomi exclaimed in surprise.

“……”

"Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you, aren't you happy?"

"......" looked at Yi Xiaomi with melancholy eyes, motionless.

No matter how sluggish Yi Xiaomi was, he also felt it, and the little black bird was unhappy.

"Little, little black, how are you ......?"

"Why did you give the deity such a ugly and ordinary name?" The little black bird roared loudly.

"This one, isn't Xiao Hei good? Hehe, you see that your whole body is black, black and shiny, so beautiful, so, the name of Xiao Hei, I think it's very good, if you really don't like it, then I ...... Changed his name to Xiaoci. ”

"......" the little black bird did not react.

"No, I don't like it, that's called Xiaowu?"

“……”

"Hehe, little crow, no, I don't like it, I'll change it immediately if you like it." Looking at the little black bird's increasingly melancholy eyes, the more Yi Xiaomi spoke, the more he lacked confidence and his heart was weak.

"Whew~Whew~"

Xiao Hei exhaled and inhaled, suppressed his anger and said, "It's useless, your path is too shallow now, and it is difficult to protect yourself, let alone change the name of the deity, your task now is to quickly cultivate and change the name of the deity." ”

"Okay." Under the atmospheric pressure of Xiao Hei, Yi Xiaomi said cautiously, "Xiao Hei ......"

Xiao Hei came over with a cold eye, Yi Xiaomi was helpless, she was really an unlucky child, even the contracted pet could crawl on her head and order her, I really didn't know who the owner was.

But......

Thinking of this damn moldy star physique, Yi Xiaomi could only bite the bullet and let it go.

Who made himself too weak as a master.

So, just coax it.

Yi Xiaomi said with a flattering face, "Little ...... Venerable Lord Ciniao, how are we going to avoid that Taoist priest? Please contribute. ”

"Hide? Hmph, it's useless to hide, the Taoist priest has three or two, and he calculated that the person he was looking for was in the village, but the specific location has not been determined. This title Xiao Hei is very useful, so I didn't care about the name for the time being, and told Yi Xiaomi very generously.

"Then what should I do, can't I hide?"

"There's no need to hide, you're too weak now, you can just use this stinky Taoist to practice your hands."

"Huh?" That Taoist priest, Yi Xiaomi, who had seen it in his previous life, was not tall and mighty, but he was also very tall, and he was also very powerful in fighting, and when her father and a few neighbor uncles were told by the Taoist priest and Duan Ding said that it was the constitution of the disaster star, they rushed up together and beat this shameless stinky Taoist priest, and the rumors confused the public, but they all fell to the ground in less than a minute.

It is also the stinky Taoist who is a good fortune teller, everyone believes his words, especially the village chief, who worships the stinky Taoist priest as an ancestor, and I don't know how, the stinky Taoist priest actually has that ability, and there is no one in the village who wants to oppose him and confuse the public.

Of course, except for the people in her family, but they were all watched by the villagers, and there was no way to resist at all.

So......

Xiaomi looked at herself with thin arms and legs, an eight-year-old child, still in a malnourished state, she really couldn't beat the stinky Taoist.

Weakly asked, "What if I can't beat him?" ”