Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Wind Tiger with Bad Breath
After the brother and sister left the Splendid Pavilion, they started the shopping mode of running around, strolling from the east of the city to the west of the city, from the west of the city to the south of the city, and from the south of the city to the north of the city, and finally back to the east of the city.
It was getting dark.
The afterglow of the setting sun is gradually dispersing, and a little starlight climbs up the willow tops, but the nightlife of Shrek City has just begun.
It's almost time.
Huo Yunche's brother and sister glanced at each other, and used the scattered figures to distract from the scouts who were watching behind, and in a few ups and downs, they turned into an alley with no one in front of them.
"The Dharma is called, Daji."
"The law is called, and Yingzheng is won."
The faint silver light flickered, Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao quickly took off the cloak on their bodies and put it on Daji and Yingzheng, and after tidying up their clothes, they also put on the hat behind the cloak, and when a large wave of people came, they were driven to blend into the crowd.
After briefly losing his vision, the spy subconsciously followed after seeing the fancy cloak.
"Brother, my summoning partner can be up to 500 meters away from me, and we must take this opportunity to get out of surveillance." Huo Yunche's body was tense, if he didn't succeed this time, it would be even more difficult next time.
Therefore, this operation must only succeed, not fail.
Huo Yuhao nodded imperceptibly, within the range that his spiritual detection could detect, almost all the spies followed the two bells and whistles figures, except for a few who stayed in place as guard.
Of course, the impact is not much.
But tonight's Shrek City seems to be particularly lively.
Another wave of crowds rushed in.
Huo Yuhao gestured to Huo Yunche behind him, and he could go.
The night is the best cover.
Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao blended in as if nothing had happened when another wave of crowds came in.
Because he is not tall, he is not conspicuous in the crowd; The bright hair color was also coiled high, covered with a black hat that had been prepared long ago.
Huo Yunche was confident, as long as he wasn't bumped into head-on by Dai Huabin, those spies who weren't familiar with them could still be fooled.
The two of them mingled in different crowds, shifting their positions between each wave of crowds, approaching the city gate step by step, and then disappearing on the official road from Shrek City to the north.
At the same time, Ying Zheng and Daji, who were dressed in bells and whistles, came to the Splendid Pavilion again under the control of Huo Yunche's mind, this time, Huo Yujing did not appear again, he sat in the compartment on the top floor, watching the movement below.
The two figures, one high and one low, ignored the explanation of the service staff on the side, and after a short silence, they reached out and selected two clothes, and entered the compartment to try on clothes.
The moment he entered, the clothes and cloak in his hand fell and slowly stacked on the ground.
Although the spy pretended to be choosing clothes, his eyes kept glancing towards the cubicle.
Time passed minute by minute, but I couldn't wait for the figure in the cubicle to appear.
"One, go in and have a look."
When the pink-clothed "little mouse" who received the order went in, he only saw the clothes scattered all over the ground, and when he came out again, the residual frightened color in his eyes, needless to say, also made a group of spies realize that they had lost the object, thinking of the punishment for not completing the task, everyone was cold, and they could only search in a panic.
Huo Yujing, who had a glimpse of the chaos, picked up the teacup, took a sip, closed his eyes slightly and felt the rich fragrance of tea spreading in his mouth, as if he remembered something, and then chuckled.
It's funny.
Clever little guy.
Yan Shaozhe, who saw Huo Yunche's brothers and sisters leave the city, retracted the look of appreciation in his eyes, and a solemn aura surged up and down his body.
"The rat hunt can begin."
The brother and sister who stepped on the official road in the north did not relax at all, and the two of them ran wildly with their legs open for an hour, and after confirming that they had thrown off the pursuers, they slowly slowed down.
Sudden mutations.
The sudden gust of wind mixed with a fishy smell swept in, Huo Yunche twisted his eyebrows, held his breath, and quickly pressed his little hand in his ear.
"The Royal Gate is called, Zhang Fei!"
The summoning time limit of Shield Mountain is still on cooldown, but it doesn't matter, Princess Feifei thinks it will be enough to deal with it.
It is said that the clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger.
Now it's on the official road again.
It should be a little bit of a fetish, and the wind breath tiger is unintentional.
"Zhang Fei, the first skill, draw the ground as a prison."
Zhang Fei, who was holding the Zhangba Snake Spear, swept towards the Wind Breath Tiger who was walking slowly and gracefully in the shadows, and the snake spear came out of his hand, drawing a beautiful whirling form in the air, and slamming the Wind Breath Tiger who claimed to be a night hunter by surprise.
Fengxihu was in pain, the word "king" between his eyebrows was wrinkled together, and a little tears welled up in his eyes.
"Roar-" Huhu is innocent, don't fight Huhu!
However, Huo Yunche didn't understand the language of the tiger, and in the provocative roar of the wind and tiger, a fishy smell that was even stronger than just now erupted from the spurt of the tiger, challenging her patience all the time.
Scald!
What is a little bit of a fetish of the wind tiger, obviously it is a stinky tiger who only doesn't brush his teeth and has bad breath and loves to be angry with people!
Yes, that's right.
The Wind Breath Tiger has no attack power, and its courage is outrageous, but both humans and soul beasts avoid it.
It's not how strong it is, but the Wind Breath Tiger group has a common little habit, that is, it loves to haze at passing enemies to express its concession and submission.
But the Tiger didn't know that his ha-qi attack was more like a provocation than a direct provocation against the enemy, because his bad breath was really more exaggerated than blowing up a dung pit.
Huo Yunche, who felt all this, felt that the green tendons in the corners of her forehead were beating unconsciously, originally she was still skeptical about the record in the book, but at this moment, I have to say that the record in the book is still a little modest, this is simply the reincarnation of a stinky bomb, okay!
It really stinks!
Huo Yunche glared at Feng Xihu viciously.
Feng Xihu only felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and his two front legs softened, and he lay on the ground reverently, and his tongue full of barbs carefully licked Huo Yunche's low-hanging right hand with lightning speed.
This time, Huo Yunche's figure stiffened.
She raised her right hand without tears, and before she could get closer, she could smell the smell of the boss dissipating.
"Woo woo, brother, I stink (◢д◣)"
Huo Yuhao held back a smile, the moment he realized that it was the Wind Breath Tiger, he had already taken several steps backwards without a trace, without him, he didn't want to be contaminated by the stench. However, it is also recorded in the book that if you get contaminated with the stench of the wind and breath tiger, you don't have to worry, it will dissipate automatically in only three days.
Originally, I was just prepared for anything, so I took a look, but I didn't expect that my sister, who had always been shrewd, was tricked.
Huo Yuhao could only take out a spare bottle of water bottle from the storage ring, dump it on Huo Yunche's hand, and then carefully picked up the handkerchief, scrubbed his sister, and finally wrapped her right hand with a cloth.
Ahem, although it can't isolate the smell, but it can be seen out of sight, isn't it?
The smile in Huo Yuhao's eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Brother!"
Huo Yunche looked at the sky with sadness crying and chirping, and secretly made the next decision against the bright moonlight.