Chapter 5: On the Divine Use of Whistles
Boom!
The sword fell, slicing a deep mark on the stone brick floor. glanced around contemptuously, his voice was frivolous and arrogant, and he glanced condescendingly at the person in front of him, "Where did the stinky beggar dare to block the way, get out of the way." β
"It is a misfortune for the country to have such a vulgar person in the dignified Shengjing, the capital of the Northern Heavenly Emperor. If you don't speak, then Ben Shao will teach you politeness, first ask yourself to form a ball, and then leave here mellowly. Looking up, smiling, under the felt hat was a face with clear eyebrows, big black and white eyes but unceremoniously looking upward, one hand pinching the waist, the other pointing to the road that was knocked into a smooth road, its arrogance was three points better than the previous boy.
The young man riding the lion thought about the meaning of this sentence for a while, and stared at him, this kid actually turned a corner and asked him to get out!
"You ......" the young man on the lion horse drew his sword from the ground and pointed it forward.
Reaching out to hold the big felt hat, Fenghua maliciously hooked the corners of her mouth, and when everyone thought she was scared stupid, a clear whistle came out.
White lion, boy.
Under the whistle, such a pair seemed to be still, standing at Fenghua's side in a daze.
His voice was lowered, and the low roar of the lion riding boy came from Fenghua's ears, "You! Despicable and shameless! β
Immediately afterwards, he sat upright, pointing at Fenghua with a fierce voice, and his voice became a little sharp, "Little Four, bite him!" β
"Roar!" The white lion Xiaosi opened his mouth violently, and he heard another whistle.
A familiar sensation flooded my nerves, a physiological condition that was completely unavoidable.
It'sβit's trying to solve it!
What to do, what to do?
As a demonic beast inherited with the family, although it has just passed the family ritual contract with people, it also has some so-called shame, and it is really a serious consequence that life cannot bear to let it be like this in such a large public.
But the sound of the whistle does not stop at all!
The white lion jumped up from the ground suddenly, completely ignoring the owner on his body, twisted his four legs together, decisively found the nearest big tree, turned his back to the crowd, and began to relieve himself.
In my ears, there was only the sound of rushing water and whistles.
Not only the white lion, but even many people's legs are twisted and crossed together, damn, damn it!
For the first time in the imperial capital, there was a strange scene of everyone on the entire street who was anxious but reluctant to leave, and even those who were secretly close to each other felt a little ......
"Beasts, demonic beasts are really still beasts, it's really immoral." Approaching the stiff-looking young man who was thrown aside, Fenghua knocked the armor on the young man's chest twice, "So, have you learned to be polite?" β
"You, you, no, don't." Seeing that hateful mouth hooked up gently, as if to continue to blow out the rhythm that would kill people, the white lion boy roared more arrogantly than before, and quickly swept the entire imperial capital with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, "Help!" Although the voice was not loud, it was transmitted back to the people in the shadows of all the houses, including the Imperial Palace:
The little bully of the general's family was frightened by a 'dirt bun' and shouted for help.