Flowers and trees absorb energy by photosynthesis, so isn't human absorbing energy just eating? Thinking of this, Changtian's brain was suddenly stuck, he had never seen anyone eat energy to replenish energy, after all, the elemental factors that exist in nature are invisible to the naked eye. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No, that guy can eat flames......

Chang Tian finally remembered that the guy could swallow fire as food, and every time he ate it, he could burst out with amazing magic, which was habitual but incomprehensible.

"What do I eat? Eat fire, this is definitely not going to work. Changtian realized that he didn't know anything, and even his magic attribute was in a blank cognition. As long as he didn't solve this problem, he couldn't think about how to absorb the elemental factor.

Just as he was thinking, a small furry paw ripped open the collar at the back of his neck and rubbed it a few times.

He turned around, and the claws were gone.

After repeating it a few times, he blew up. A grunt stood up and spoke of caution.

However, the surroundings are still quiet and comfortable as usual.

Delusion? Could it be that I didn't sleep all night causing insanity? Unlikely, this furry realism is too comfortable.

Changtian tried to lower his voice and stepped on the soft grass, looking for this small figure around the ash tree: "Are you going to come out? I won't do anything to you! Are you going to play peek-a-boo with me?"

The air turbulence is somewhat noticeable.

There was no movement on the grass, and there was no sign of being trampled by animals.

Combining the above two points, it shows that this unknown person is floating in the air and has the ability to become invisible. It's really not a simple guy, Changtian complained.

But complaining and complaining, his curiosity fluctuated with the turbulence of the air, and he followed it for a while, seemingly finding nothing, but in fact, he deliberately slowed down, and finally didn't bother to care about it anymore.

Changtian sat on the grass and yawned, and lay down comfortably to close his eyes and take a nap. This is a terrible invisible thing.

"......Ahhh

"Uh-huh, finally caught you! Your stealth ability is too troublesome, can you let your guard down if I don't lie to you?"

"Little liar, let me go!"

"Oh, I'm a little liar, so what are you?"

"You're unreasonable!"

"Really, why did you stick your little pink paws into my clothes?"

Changtian was lying on the ground, holding a cute silver-ringed civet cat, staring at it with interest, and his face was full of cuteness and gentleness. The more it struggled, the more the fluffy, thick, six-ringed tail swayed, sweeping his face in pain.

Fortunately, it didn't show its claws and put a few bloody scratches on Changtian, it seems that this little guy is not fierce yet.

"I didn't touch you!" Meow Holmes choked back, stopping his struggle.

"Did I say you touched me? I just said why you put your claws in my collar. Chang Tian coldly threw out a question, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Meow Holmes felt that his IQ was deeply despised, and the whole meow life was not good. The corners of its round jeweled eyes shimmered in the night, and it was impossible to tell what color it was, but it was quietly caught in the air by Changtian, and the end of its tail was stuck in his nose, like a little stubborn who would not admit defeat.

A man and a cat are frozen in this cold and domineering night.

The fur was as white as snow, fluffy as if it were wearing a large sweater, and except for a series of silver-gray rings on the tail, there was no magazine coat color at all in the rest of the place.

This is one of the greatest characteristics of Meow Holmes, curled up in his hands, its grape-like eyes overflowing with aura, and its loose eyes blinking. The lazy look is so cute.

Changtian's arm was a little sore, and he slowly put it on his chest, looking up at the starry sky comfortably in large characters.

And it didn't seem to resist, arched up, put its front paws forward, exaggerated to the extreme, and stretched its waist to the extreme, only to see the fur tremble slightly, and bow down.

Meow Holmes is just a title for it, and it loves to be called false.

It is different from other painted spirits, but it does not only belong to painted spirits, after all, it also has the bloodline of high-level beast spirits, that is, the bloodline of demonic beasts. However, the ancients classified it as a painted spirit, and its name is Pami Wind Law, which belongs to a special level of species, and the painting spirit wind is a divine beast species.

Basically, these god-painted spirits are elven beings, not only extremely intelligent, but some of them are also knowledgeable.

At night, in front of his sleepy eyes, the spectacle of an icefall in a mountain stream was revealed. The dawn unfolded orange velvet and burned the horizon, and countless stars shimmered with phosphoric brilliance and slowly dimmed.

Pami Wind Rhythm curled up into a hairball and nestled on Changtian's chest, pressing him to breathe.

Probably seeing that the little guy was sleeping soundly, he kept lying flat all the time, folding his hands into pillows and putting them behind his head to alleviate the discomfort.

He looked at the little creature who had been rejuvenated into a ball, and he couldn't help but feel distressed when he first encountered it in the hazelnut forest ten years ago. What kind of encounter was that it forced such a weak guy into such a situation, dragging the hind legs of the hunting clip to bite the bloody flesh and tenaciously escape from the danger. He still has no way of knowing, because at that time, he was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to say goodbye to it.

It's no wonder that when I returned to the hazelnut forest before, I always felt that someone was watching, but now that I think about it, I understand.

"Have you been following me all along?" Changtian said softly.

"Hmm!" came a low, high-pitched voice from under the white furball, as melodious and sweet as honey as a little girl.

"Thank you for your protection, but I haven't done anything for you, why wait for me to come back?" Chang Tian raised his hand and stroked its smooth hair, shiny, as if it had just been rubbed with oil, and he could see that it had a good life over the years, so he was a little relieved.

"I didn't!" Meow Holmes denied in a strong tone.

"Is that white cotton bird your friend?"

"No, little liar, don't think too much!" Meow Holmes still buried his head in the white velvet belly, and could only hear it.

"Hey you little guy, you're so stubborn now, call me a little liar instead?" Changtian gave it a squeak massage with his fingers, itching it from spherical to oval.

"You're a little liar!" Meow Holmes angrily raised the decibels.

"Okay, I'm a little liar, you're a little guy. Changtian raised his left hand and stared at the wrist for a while, "Little guy, what did you ask the white sheep bird to wear for me? It can be invisible like you! It can't be a pet ring, right?"

"Yes, it's a pet ring, and you're Holmes' pet from now on...... Exclusive pet!" Meow Holmes said in a brisk tone, and he thought about it before he said those four extremely heavy words.

"Believe it or not, I tied your tail in a bow?" Changtian was a little sullen, trying to find its tail in the furball.

"Little liar, unfortunately you can't! I'm Meow Holmes!" a mischievous glow flashed through its pupils, and the next second it dissolved into the air, flawlessly dodging the attack of the sky, no different from its surroundings.