Chapter 617 Xiaoyaotian Singing Club

Author: Miracle Pie

Chapter 617 Xiaoyaotian Singing Club

Lao Zui was born as a demon fairy.

According to simple speculation, he is probably the reincarnation of the best donkey in the world.

Lao Zui named himself the best barking donkey in the world and was very proud of his loud voice.

He once boasted to Jian Jin before that he had won second place in the Fairy Calling Contest.

Even though I have to count backwards, I am still in second place.

I almost remembered the past and couldn't help but sneered, "Are you planning to give the second-to-last position to me, the bald-tailed fox?"

Lao Zui raised his face and said, "Boss, don't be joking. I'm about to tell you a big secret. Do you know why my scream is so loud, but I can only be second to last in the competition?"

He almost joked, "Because you only want to be second. If you can't count upright, you have to count backwards. As the saying goes, ask for two and get two."

Lao Zui denied it seriously, "No. It's because of the Fairy Calling Contest. The competition is not only about the loudness of the call, but also implies a contest of skills."

Seeing that what he was talking about was serious business, his expression turned serious, "I see, it's just a competition using shouting as a weapon."

Old Stubborn frowned, "Boss is indeed wise, and he hit the nail on the head. My skills were average at first, and although my voice was louder than my opponent's, I still couldn't withstand my opponent's attack using his voice. I didn't think it was necessary to say it before,

So I deliberately concealed the truth, hoping that the boss would not be surprised."

Night Owl gave his judgment and concluded, "Truth."

Xiaozheng conveyed the cautionary reminder, "Old Stubborn feels guilty and always feels that he has deceived the boss. Now that I have finally spoken out, it feels better. My whole body feels relaxed."

It suddenly dawned on him, and he quickly comforted Lao Zui, "This is a well-intentioned concealment, and it will not cause any harm to others. There is nothing to feel guilty about. Now that you can tell me honestly, it is even more valuable."

Lao Zui was very happy, "Believe in me, boss, and I will have peace."

As soon as the image of this bald-tailed vixen appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

No one knew the true identity of which disciple the bald-tailed fox was, so they started talking among themselves.

A civet cat spirit asked the wild boar spirit beside him, "Who is this new bald-tailed fox? Why have I never seen it before?"

This wild boar spirit is also a bully spirit. "You said you're new here, so naturally you've never seen it before."

The civet cat spirit didn't like to hear it, "Can you speak human language? If you don't know, just say you don't know."

The boar spirit argued, "You don't know how to speak human language. I should put it this way. Do you know which academy disciple this new bald-tailed fox is?"

The civet cat spirit obeyed, "Excuse me, do you know which academy disciple this new bald-tailed fox is?"

The boar spirit answered simply, "I don't know."

The civet cat spirit snorted coldly, "I knew that was the case, there's no way you could know."

The wild boar spirit questioned, "If you knew that I didn't know, would you still ask me if I knew? It means you don't know and I don't know."

The civet cat spirit smiled and couldn't help but praise, "They say you pigs have big tongues. Once you speak more than ten words in human language, your tongues can be twisted into knots. I really didn't expect you to be able to speak tongue twisters."

The wild boar spirit refused to give up, "Don't change the subject, just admit that you don't know."

The civet cat spirit knew that he couldn't pin down a wild boar, so he sighed, "I admit, it's finally done now. Although I don't know the details of this bald-tailed fox, I can tell from his appearance that he is a ruthless character, but it's a pity that he doesn't have all the skills."

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The wild boar spirit is still possessed by the barbarian spirit, "It's terrible to be uneducated. That's called the six impure roots."

The civet cat spirit retorted, "You are talking about the concept of the human race, and I am talking about the concept of the fox clan. The six roots of the two clans do not mean the same thing at all."

Only then did the wild boar spirit understand what he meant, "What you say is so unreasonable, you really need to practice hard."

The civet cat spirit disagreed, "I have been practicing for hundreds of years, and my words have become calloused."

The wild boar spirit taught him, "If you want to speak nice words, you can't just talk. More importantly, you must learn culture well."

The civet cat spirit didn't dare to continue the conversation, fearing that he would never finish it, so he quickly changed the subject, "I have never seen a fox of this size before. It looks too ferocious. It looks more powerful than the wolves."

The boar spirit finally agreed, "It is indeed extremely rare for a fox tribe to have such a physique. The fox tribe has always been known for its matrilineal lineage, and the so-called fox spirit even specifically refers to the transformed female fox."

The civet cat spirit was very disdainful, "That's because the human race is short-sighted, because they are most easily seduced by the female vixen."

The wild boar spirit thought thoughtfully, "After you mentioned it, I really remembered something. Back then, the fox tribe had a powerful male fox, called the Nine-tailed Divine Fox, who took the lead in resisting the oppression of the wolf tribe, and almost

I will destroy the wolf clan."

The civet cat spirit was very surprised, "Isn't this an act of rebellion? The Presbyterian Council doesn't care about it, either?"

The Boar Spirit sighed, "In the end, the Bear Clan came forward to mediate and helped to smooth things over. The Fox Clan promised to severely punish the nine-tailed fox, and the Wolf Clan will no longer hold the entire Fox Clan responsible."

The civet cat spirit sighed with emotion, "The Fox clan is really cheap. Such a rebellious and criminal act should be punished by the whole clan."

The wild boar spirit was full of admiration, "The wolf tribe is scared by the nine-tailed fox, how can they dare to make more extreme demands?"

The raccoon spirit was very curious, "How do the fox clan punish the nine-tailed fox?"

The boar spirit was a little sad, "The nine-tailed fox became the broken-tailed fox. After a few years, no one called him the broken-tailed fox anymore. They all called him the broken-tailed fox. Then he disappeared and never appeared again."

"It's a pity that the race is so incompetent that heroes have no place to stand."

The civet cat spirit suddenly thought, "Could this person in front of me be the one?"

The wild boar spirit shook his head, "Probably not. If that guy joins our gang, based on his ability, even if he can't be the top boss, he will still be the second boss. Anyway, he's better than the lucky Dabai Live Egg."

The civet cat spirit asked, "Then what is the true nature of the big white egg?"

The wild boar spirit admitted, "I don't know. If he can be accepted by the Three Purities Alliance, he must be a mixed race."

The raccoon spirit suddenly thought, "Aren't most human-male hybrids from the fox tribe?"

The wild boar spirit's face suddenly changed when he heard this, "Why do you make me sound so scared when you say this? Isn't this fox with the tail cut off really the big white egg?"

The civet cat spirit didn't mind seeing the excitement and said, "Oh, there's going to be a good show there."

It’s almost like I’m using the art of listening to the wind and distinguishing sounds at this moment, and I want to collect more useful information.

The conversation between these two people naturally fell into his ears.

I couldn't help but have an idea, maybe I could use this story to completely confirm my identity as a fox.

At this moment, a male pheasant walked up to Jian Jian with his head held high and said, "New boy, you are very arrogant. Don't you know that your tail is gone? You can't be considered a serious fox, but you still have the nerve to

You raise your head so high? Lower it immediately."

He was so confused that he couldn't help but think about it.

If he revealed his identity as the second master at this moment, it would be tantamount to using his power to overwhelm others and would incur the contempt of everyone.

This is also one of the reasons why Yun Xiaotian asked Jane to come first, but he never followed up.

Yun Xiaotian just wanted the backbone of the group to develop contempt for the tail-broken fox without knowing its true identity, and even create conflicts and frictions.

Yun Xiaotian hoped that there would be a grudge between the second master and the backbone of the Freemasonry, preferably one that would be difficult to eliminate for a long time.

And the reason why he has such thoughts is not entirely out of distrust of Jian Jian.

Almost everyone who is the boss in the world is naturally wary and suppressive of the second child.

I was able to see through this naturally, so I had an idea.

My heart says that I will just follow the plan. Since this is what you want, then I will be happy to do what you want.

He said to the pheasant spirit angrily, "It's none of your business."

The pheasant spirit was shocked. He didn't expect that the fox could be so arrogant without its tail and didn't know how to feel ashamed of itself.

So he made a fierce look and threatened, "Haven't you heard of an idiom, which is that a fox without a tail is not as good as a mouse. As a fox without a tail, you should know your status and don't find it unpleasant. You are uneducated.

It’s really scary, I advise you to be more sensible.”

Jian Jian's attitude is still very tough, "I advise you to be kind."

In front of so many people, Pheasant Spirit felt a little embarrassed about his face.

If you can't even control a fox without a tail, doesn't it mean that you are in a position of inferiority to him?

The pheasant spirit screamed fiercely, "I advise you, sir. How dare you say something back? Have I given you face?"

He didn't give in at all, "Then I'll advise your grandma, this is called reciprocity. If you have nothing to do, why not stop talking and learn more about culture."

Looking at the burly body, the pheasant spirit was still a little frightened. He couldn't help but began to regret a little. It seemed that he didn't need to rush to stand out today.

Originally, the fox was the natural enemy of the pheasant, and had the advantage of bloodline suppression.

But when the pheasant spirit saw that this bald-tailed vixen was in a state of desolation, he thought of taking the opportunity to vent his anger on his tribe.

Helpless, he had absolutely no sense of self-respect, and instead spoke tit-for-tat with each other, leaving Pheasant Jing feeling in a dilemma.

Since all the disciples have revealed their true colors, the pheasant spirit cannot confirm the cultivation level of the bald-tailed fox spirit after its transformation.

But he basically believed that he should be at the beginning of the supreme level and he wouldn't be able to take any advantage.

The demon clan disciples who can become the backbone of the Freemasonry and are qualified to participate in the chanting club are designated to be at the supreme level, and they can only be at the elementary level.

If the pheasant spirit knew that the bald-tailed vixen in front of him was in the middle stage of divine soul, he would never feel so guilty.
To be continued...