Ling He's jaw clattered to the ground, and if it weren't for the Night Demon Wolf's obvious features, he would have really wondered if he had really looked away.

The roaring dog was coquettish in front of Monsoon Smoke, but the pair of blue vertical pupils stared at Bai Ze in Monsoon Smoke's arms unsmoothly, and his bright red tongue involuntarily licked his sharp fangs.

Bai Ze felt the aura of danger, and subconsciously trembled, his small body arched into the arms of Monsoon Yan, and his big wet eyes seemed to be crying.

"It's not food, you can't eat it." Monsoon Smoke raised his hand and gave the Howling Dog a slap in the face.

The whistling dog whined plaintively.

It's no wonder that the Roaring Sky Dog covets Bai Ze so much, it's really because Monsoon Smoke has been feeding Bai Ze pills continuously during this time in order to raise Bai Ze into a fairy deer, and he also sleeps with Bai Ze on weekdays, so that although Bai Ze has not completely asked the mortal body now, the smell emanating from his body is more sultry than anything else for the Warcraft.

It looks delicious, and there is wood!

Ling He saw the demon wolf under Monsoon Yan's hands, behaving like a dog cub, and he really felt that he might really be wrong.

The Night Demon Wolf wouldn't be so undisciplined!

"Ahem, miss, since the veins have been chosen, when are we going to get them?" Ling He decided to ignore the issue.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, just leave it to Yang Jian and the Roaring Sky Dog." As he spoke, Monsoon Smoke raised his chin at the puppet next to him.

Yang Jian, who was stiff and motionless, suddenly knelt on one knee, and the sudden movement frightened Ling He on the side to jump up directly.

"Yes." Yang Jian's hoarse and deep voice sounded.

Ling He was stunned the whole time, and it wasn't until Yang Jian walked out of Ling He's sight with a huge basket on his back and a roaring dog that Ling He came back to his senses.

"Little ...... Small...... Miss, that puppet ...... "for Mao can move and talk?"

Hell yes!!

"Calm." Ji Fengyan patted Ling He's shoulder and said earnestly: "Brother Ling, you have to get used to this kind of thing in the future." ”

Later? Ling He was a little confused, could it be that something similar would happen in the future?

Ling He felt that he would be for a while, and he was afraid that he would ...... Can't get used to it.

"Okay, Brother Ling, if it's okay, you will continue to cultivate, I'll take Xiao Bai Ze for a while to eliminate food." Ji Fengyan opened his mouth with a smile and left with Bai Ze in his arms.

Ling He's expression was not to mention how tangled, he didn't understand, because Miss Mao's own family liked to put it, closing her eyes and recuperating when sitting cross-legged on the ground was called cultivation, and he didn't understand, she was holding Bai Ze, how to make Bai Ze eat?

For that Yang Jian and the Roaring Sky Dog, Ling He was also confused.

However, no matter how confused he was, Ling He was still good.

On the other hand, the father and son of the Lei family, who were taught a lesson by the monsoon smoke yesterday, are a different bleak scene at this moment.

In the city lord's mansion, Lei Min could only lie on the bed to recuperate due to the injury on his buttocks, and when he came back last night, Lei Xu called a lot of doctors to come for treatment, although Lei Min recovered his senses, but the severity of the wound far exceeded Lei Xu's expectations.

Lei Xu's whole eyes were red with anger when he heard the news, and at this moment he was standing at the head of Lei Min's bed, looking at his only son with a haggard look.