The night was deeper, and the moon was slowly shuttling among the thin clouds, appearing and disappearing, and the thin clouds were dyed through by the moonlight, like a light yellow silk.

The little flame-loving beast was lying quietly in the white light path, its body was rising and falling regularly with its breathing, the old flame-loving beast and Xiao Cong stood opposite each other, their eyes were lightly closed, their chests fell together, and they didn't know when they fell asleep, but at this time these two people were actually sleeping standing up, and the reason was incomprehensible.

When the moon went down, Xiao Cong gradually woke up from a light sleep, and after all these years, this has become a habit that he can't change even if he wants to, more accurate than the sound of the night watchman's gong.

Xiao Cong looked at the old flame-loving beast, and then at the little flame-loving beast, and gently pushed the door out, dressed in the moonlight, stepping on the autumn frost, and went to the highest place in the holy city to cultivate the purple eyes alone.

Soon after dawn, Xiao Cong returned from the time, went to the courtyard to wash, tidied up his clothes, returned to the study, and saw the old flame-loving beast reading seriously on the desk again, and bowed and said:

"Xiao Cong has seen his seniors, I wonder if his seniors slept well last night?"

The old flame-loving beast raised its head slightly, then turned its gaze to the book again, and said in a non-reluctance to answer:

"It's fine. ”

Xiao Cong smiled and continued:

"I haven't thanked the seniors for their help, and the juniors are here to thank you. As he spoke, he put his hands together again and made a gesture.

"No need, please don't forget to promise the old man. Although the words were flattering and polite, his attitude was still stiff and indifferent, Xiao Cong didn't care, he was looking around at this time, as if he was looking for something.

The old flame-loving beast didn't answer Xiao Cong for a long time, so he slowly raised his head, and when he saw Xiao Cong's situation, he wondered:

"What is Xiao Gongzi looking for?"

"What about the little flame-loving beast. Xiao Cong replied casually, his eyes still sweeping around the room.

"What do you want him to do?"

Xiao Cong turned his head to the old flame-loving beast, blinked, and said:

"It's nothing, I just want to see if he's better. ”

"He's gone. The old flame-loving beast replied, and after speaking, he slowly lowered his head and continued to read.

Xiao Cong smiled slyly like a little fox and said:

"Don't lie to me, senior, I saw him still when I left this morning, could it be that you will let him swagger through the streets in broad daylight? Then you are going to kill him!"

The old flame-loving beast raised his head, with a look of disgust, he glanced at Xiao Cong helplessly, Xiao Cong smiled back, disapproving.

"Senior, I don't mean anything else, I just want to make friends with him, don't think too much. ”

"Thanks to the love of Xiao Sigongzi, how can the juniors of our clan afford it. The old flame-loving beast lowered his head and read the book, and said perfunctorily, "The safety of the holy city is not yet clear, and the fourth prince Xiao has a heavy responsibility, so let's go and get busy with the things that should be busy." ”

Xiao Cong pursed his lips, knowing that this was boring for himself, so he immediately stopped asking for it, bowed down, and then turned around and walked out, but he knew that the little thing would come out sooner or later.

With a dry of items, Xiao Cong came to the side hall, preparing to refine the puppet that he had entered the imperial array on that generation, everything was ready, only the east wind was owed, it should have been refined in the study, but now that the study has been occupied by the old flame-loving beast, Xiao Cong had to deign to the side hall.

There is a very delicately carved square table in the center of the side hall, Xiao Cong took out the objects one by one, and neatly placed them one by one on the square table, at this moment, "squeak-yo-" The door of the side hall was gently pushed open, Xiao Cong suddenly turned his head to look, and did not see anything at first, until his eyes moved down to the threshold, only to find a red-haired beast who looked like a dog but not a dog was sitting there quietly, Xiao Cong saw this, smiled heartily, and muttered in his heart:

"Old fellow, this is a stealer. ”

"I don't know if Xiao Sigongzi minds?" The old flame-loving beast's tone was not hurried, neither humble nor arrogant, his face was not shocked, and his eyes were unwavering, and those who could steal teachers so calmly and calmly were either geniuses or outstanding scoundrels, but for these two kinds of people, Xiao Cong has always admired them - he doesn't want his face, what else can he want? However, in his cognition, it seems that there is no shame in stealing the master, it is better to steal alone than to steal from others, you steal and I will steal, so as to promote the prosperity of the secret art of the Xuanzhen Realm, and then promote the further development of the Xuanzhen Realm!

"Senior, please come in. Xiao Cong sneered, looking like a philistine, he stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, and at the same time said to himself in his heart: "Steal it, I won't anyway." ”

The old flame-loving beast slowly crossed the threshold with lazy steps, walked straight to a cross-legged chair placed in the northwest corner of the side hall, and then jumped up, slowly moving its body, and found a comfortable position to lie on it.

Xiao Cong smiled, didn't make a sound, and took the old flame-loving beast as an ornament when he was busy with the work in his hand.

Of course, he was not busy taking action immediately, although he had heard of the puppet technique, but he did not understand it very well, what he knew, it was just a few words that were spit out from Xiao Tianyu's rise, but he has always been ambitious, conceited and prodigious, and he was stubborn and self-serving, he felt that with his talent, even if it was only a few words from his father, he could deduce this array of puppet secret techniques, but he felt that after all, he felt that if the secret technique could be deduced so easily, would it still be called a secret technique? Of course, he still has a back hand.

Xiao Cong sat on the chair, supported his forehead with his hands, and kept writing and drawing on the paper, he had been sitting here for nearly two hours, he was still full of confidence at first, and the pen in his hand was still not in a hurry, but as time went by, he couldn't suppress the impetuousness in his heart, and a gray sense of frustration almost made him crazy, and even dropped the pen and left, but Xiao Cong was also a small success in the cultivation of the Dao Heart, so Rao is so, the above situations did not happen after all.

About another hour later, finally, Xiao Cong let out a long sigh of relief, slowly put down the pen, carefully lifted the paper that was densely packed with characters but looked extraordinarily neat, gently dried the ink on it, and showed a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, that's pretty much it. ”

Although we are not afraid that the east wind will go and miss the opportunity, it is always good to grasp a little bit, so as not to have many dreams at night, and if the fighter plane is delayed, so that the people will be hurt more, it will not be good.

Without further ado, just do what you say. Xiao Cong was full of energy and enthusiasm, and he didn't seem to be tired of thinking hard and racking his brains before, but he was more and more excited, and he couldn't help himself. He made all preparations and operated step by step according to the secret method he had deduced, but the more he did it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

After revising it a few times and experiencing a few more failures, Xiao Cong was slowly beaten down by reality from his previous confidence to his current depression, and he felt that his thinking was becoming more and more chaotic.

He slowly got up and walked slowly to the window, facing the various figures bustling and coming and going in the street, he seemed to be blind, and could not even find a focus of his eyes in his gaze.

"What is wrong...... he muttered softly, and suddenly lowered his head, propped his arms on the wooden lattice, his hands kept kneading his temples, and he closed his eyes softly, as if he was exhausted.

At this time, I heard the old and hoarse voice of the old flame-loving beast suddenly come from the ground,

"Xiao Sigongzi is really amazing, ancient and bright. ”