Chapter Forty-Eight: Slipped
"Uh, what are you doing here?" Long Xiaocang touched his head a little inexplicably, and he didn't want to kill you, did my Long Xiaocang be so ruthless to let the wolf baby lose its parents?
"Huh?" Facing Long Xiaocang's puzzled eyes, the Scarlet Wolf King was completely confused, tilting his head and looking at Long Xiaocang with some confusion!
Anyway, do you wolves all tilt their heads to look at people? How can you be the same as my dog! Long Xiaocang was a little speechless.
"What, I'm just looking for you to ask for a wolf soul, you see that your race has suffered heavy casualties today, in line with the principle of waste and shame, you can give me one. Long Xiaocang scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.
"Woo" The blood-colored wolf king bared his teeth with an unhappy expression, what is the heavy loss of the race, can you speak, don't think that if you have a big move, I will... Here you go, all to you!
"Roar!" The wolf king suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and on the huge wolf corpse of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf who died on the ground, a red and transparent little wolf phantom suddenly appeared, howling at the sky!
"Enough, enough!" Long Xiaocang's face was full of surprise, rubbing his hands and smiling at the corners of his mouth.
There are as many as a thousand dead giant wolf corpses on the ground, but only a few dozen wolf souls have appeared on their corpses, but these few dozens of wolf souls are already enough for the dragon cannon to deliver the task, and there are even leftovers.
"Huh?" the wolf king suddenly slapped the person from behind, looked at the snow-white wolf king with some doubts, and made a puzzled sound.
The Snow White Wolf King glared at the Scarlet Wolf King with some complaint, and then glanced down at the wolf corpse underground. The wolf king's roar stopped abruptly.
"Go on, why don't you go on. Long Xiaocang was stunned for a moment, and asked a little eagerly, in Long Xiaocang's eyes, these transparent little wolves were all bright gold coins.
Long Xiaocang took out a spear and pointed it at the Scarlet Wolf King: "Howl, keep howling." ”
The blood-colored wolf king turned around and glanced at his daughter-in-law, and in the face of his daughter-in-law's stern gaze, the wolf king trembled and clamped his tail, making an expression that seemed to be dead.
"Alas, forget it!" Long Xiaocang sighed, put away the spear in his hand, and didn't do too much persecution, if they all blew themselves up, it would be worth the loss.
I have to say that the shadow of the self-explosion of Long Xiaocang still lingers in his heart.
The wolf king and his wife glanced at each other, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and watched as Long Xiaocang took out the soul bag from the storage ring and packed all the seven howling moon silver wolf wolf souls!
"Do you have any antiques or anything, take them out and take a look" Long Xiaocang's eyes glanced at the cave behind the wolf king and his wife from time to time, fantasizing that there were antiques in the cave, and there was a desire to condense in the antiques.
"Woo" The wolf king and his wife looked tight, and they rushed to Long Xiaopao's gaze and used their bodies to guard against Long Xiaocang's gaze.
"Don't worry, I can't look down on your children, and it's hard to raise them if you can't raise them. Long Xiaocang still didn't give up, causing the wolf king and his wife to arch their bodies and grin at Long Xiaocang, looking desperate at any time.
In front of their own children, they forget the danger at this moment and are ready to abandon themselves at any time!
"Forget it, you're not cute at all, slip away. Long Xiaocang retracted his gaze stupidly, muttered to himself, and turned to leave.
The movements of the wolf king and his wife remained unchanged, staring at the back of Long Xiaocang's departure until Long Xiaocang's back disappeared from his field of vision, for fear that Long Xiaocang would suddenly kill back the carbine, which would be detrimental to his newborn child.
"Really, I just want to see if you have any wishing items in your cave, and I don't want your child. Long Xiaocang muttered to himself, his expression was very unhappy!
"Long Xiaocang?!" A crisp voice with a slight surprise came, and Long Xiaocang, who had just walked to the periphery, stopped and turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.
I saw Zhao Qier wearing an orange embroidered pipa placket robe, mopping the floor with an ancient white tuanhua flower skirt, and wearing a dark red pinching tooth and wishful smoke yarn. Neat shawl hair, the head is chic and half-turned, the light and slow cloud temples are inserted with twisted beaded roses and red silver flowers, the skin is like a clotted hand wearing a red gold pomegranate bracelet, the waist is embroidered with yellow floral patterns and gold satin silk, there is a plain sachet hanging on it, and the feet are wearing gold digging cloud red fragrant sheepskin brocade shoes, the breeze blows her hair, swaying in the breeze is not beautiful!
For a while, Long Xiaocang was so stunned that Zhao Qi'er didn't react when he walked into his side.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Long Xiaocang was stunned suddenly, and a small hand as slender as white jade kept dangling in front of his eyes, and then he came back to his senses.
"Ahem, no... It's nothing!" Long Xiaocang coughed dryly, his face was slightly red, and he lowered his head a little crampedly.
"Poof" The woman standing behind Zhao Qi'er, holding a sword, wearing a gorgeous battle armor, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Sister Zhao, what are you laughing at?!" Zhao Qi'er turned around and asked with some confusion, her cute little face full of doubts.
The armor-piercing lady known as Sister Zhao shook her head a little amusedly, but did not speak.
"Hmph, you must know something! Is it not Qiqi'er's problem that makes Sister Zhao laugh?Good sister, just tell Qi'er!" Zhao Qi'er snorted, shaking her sister Zhao's arm and said coquettishly.
"Miss, is there anyone else watching?" the female sword-wielding guard, who was called Sister Zhao, reminded with some hesitation.
"Ahh What should I do? I was so embarrassed that I forgot to ask about my doubts just now.
Knowing that this would be the case, the female sword-wielding guard known as Sister Zhao smiled bitterly, glared at Long Xiaocang with some anger, and signaled him not to say anything about it.
Long Xiaocang was stunned, scratched his head for some unknown reasons, and was a little speechless, what does this have to do with me, but this little sister-in-law is still quite cute, hehe.
"Hello, my name is Zhao Shuqi, and I am the steward of the Forging Hall of Qingfeng Academy!" The female sword-wielding guard stepped forward and began to report to her home.
"Uh... My name is Long Xiaocang, and I am a freshman in the yellow class of Qingfeng Academy, I am fortunate to be happy!" Long Xiaocang only felt a compelling momentum coming towards him, and took a step back and arched towards Zhao Shuqi.
Zhao Shuqi's face twitched, a little speechless, who the hell is fortunate to meet you, you little yellow class student also... Well, this class of freshmen?
"Hey, classmate Long Xiaopao, you are also a freshman in this yellow class, my name is Zhao Qi'er, please give me more advice. Just when Zhao Shuqi was stunned, Zhao Qi'er behind him exclaimed, Long Xiaocang only felt that a touch of orange light flashed in front of him, and Zhao Qi'er stood in front of him and stretched out her ivory-like hand with a smile.
Long Xiaopao was slightly shocked in his heart, and also stretched out his hand to shake Zhao Qi'er: "Please give me more advice!"
The granddaughter of the big man of the academy forging hall, her shocking body style is not weaker than her own cultivation, and she is younger than herself, so it stands to reason that she will at least be assigned to the Dizi class? How could she be assigned to the yellow class?! Long Xiaocang had some doubts in her heart, and when she thought of this, she couldn't help but quietly cast her puzzled eyes on Zhao Shuqi, as Zhao Qi'er's personal guard, maybe she knew something.