Wushuang stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhu Linghou's sleeve, shook it coquettishly a few times, and said eagerly: "Teacher, don't worry, I won't be stupid enough to confront her head-on. When I see something is wrong, I will turn around and run away. Besides, I still

Take them to the ring together." She pointed at Little Wolf and Little Black Goose.

Zhu Linghou froze for a moment, and after scanning the bodies of the little wolf and the little black goose, his eyes finally landed on the little black goose.

Xiaolang was immediately furious and became unhappy: "What does this old man mean? Does he look down on me? Ah...ah...ah?"

"This is called discerning the pearl with a keen eye, knowing that Mr. Hei is the most reliable one!" The little black goose became trembling: "Don't be afraid, Wushuang, I will never let anything happen to you. It just so happens that you and the Flame Bird are in trouble."

The contract is not over yet. You can use it to fight in the game tomorrow. If things go wrong, I can control its actions."

It's not here to be a vegetarian.

If you continue to use the Flame Bird, can it control the Flame Bird? Wushuang's mind suddenly moved, and he was about to ask it for details. Zhu Linghou waved his hand, and the spiritual power of the entire room became restless, swirling around, isolating the place into a sealed

space.

He then asked: "When you fight her tomorrow, throw Ye Yun Goose over from the beginning..."

The little black goose froze in pride and shouted: "What is this old man thinking? Throw Mr. Hei out, what does he think of Mr. Hei? A meteor hammer that hits people, or a big meat bag that teases dogs?"

Wu Shuang was also confused and interrupted Zhu Linghou: "Teacher..."

Zhu Linghou raised his hand and put it on her shoulder: "Don't worry, the teacher knows you collected it, so he wants to treat it well. Throwing it out does not mean abandoning it. Ye Yun Goose has a natural instinct. Once it encounters a life or death crisis,

When the time comes, it will release the greatest curse of doom at the things that threaten it, so that..."

Little Wolf rolled on the floor with laughter: "It turns out that he is interested in your instinct..."

The little black goose was so angry that it rushed towards Zhu Linghou's face regardless of his dissatisfaction. While fanning it with his wings, he secretly accused Wu Shuang angrily: "Master Hei is not Ye Yun Goose, no, no, no

…”

It didn't dare to show its true abilities, and one of its wings was grabbed by Zhu Linghou. Zhu Linghou took it and looked around, and asked Wushuang doubtfully: "Can it understand me?" This little guy opened his spiritual intelligence.

?

Wu Shuang suddenly didn't know what to say.

Jiuyou smiled and smoothed things over for her: "It probably sensed your... intention..." He abruptly changed the word "malicious" on the tip of his tongue.

Well, it is not a big deal for him to make Wushuang safe and smash the little black goose out. Besides, that little guy is not the real Yeyun Goose. Its lethality is compared to Yeyun Goose.

In other words, it’s only high, not low.

Zhu Linghou awkwardly stroked the little black goose twice: "Prepare more delicious food for it at night, just add an extra roasted goose leg." It is really strange that a goose likes to eat roasted goose.

Hearing that there were roasted goose legs to eat, the little black goose was immediately satisfied. It pretended to be comforted by Zhu Linghou's touch, and kept bargaining with Wushuang; "At least three goose legs, and I won't argue with the old man."

You plot against me, and I forgive you for using me as a hammer tomorrow." As for the meat buns, bah, they won't fall to that level!

"Okay." Wushuang felt comfortable and agreed.

Later, Zhu Linghou studied carefully for a while what spirit beasts Wu Shuang should bring to the field tomorrow. He almost took out all the spirit beasts he had raised for many years and kept them at the bottom of the box, just to see which ones were the most suitable.

, I signed to Wu Shuang for the better..

Wu Shuang stopped him sternly, "Teacher, these are not things I can control now, and they will play tomorrow, and it's too late to adjust now. I have Blue Spider and Mengma, two of them, and the Flame Bird Giant Spirit Turtle

, should be enough. If it doesn't work, I can still summon it temporarily." She pointed at the little black goose: "With him here, I will definitely be able to summon a spiritual beast that can defeat the enemy." There is no doubt about this.

Zhu Linghou hesitated for a while, and felt that what she said was reasonable, so he gave up the idea. However, he took out most of the spiritual axes and spiritual weapons from the bottom of the box that Wu Shuang could use, and forced them to Wu Shuang.

: "Take it and be prepared."

Wushuang did not refuse these things: "Then I will keep them all and return them to you when they are no longer needed."

In the middle of the night, Jiuyou heard a faint calling, and he suddenly woke up. He jumped off the rattan hammock and rushed to the window. As soon as his hand touched the window, he jerked back.

That kind of faint calling continued, even getting faster and clearer. Jiuyou had never been so awake like now. He could tell that this was a call from the bottom of his heart. But his

He is clearly here, but what is calling him from outside?

A trap, it must be a trap!

His heart was like a cat's paw, but he resisted the urge to open the window and go out to check, and stood there stunned, motionless.

He knew very well that he couldn't go.

If he goes, maybe many things will no longer be under his control.

Tomorrow will be Wushuang's first face-to-face confrontation with Yun Xinhua, so he cannot be careless in the slightest.

Wushuang is the most important thing to him now, even more than his life.

He said this to himself again and again to resist the complex feeling of temptation, curiosity and impulse mixed together in his heart.

As if unable to wait for his appearance, the sound quickly stopped and disappeared. Only then did Jiuyou realize that his whole body was soaked to the bone, and water could be squeezed out of his close-fitting robe.

"It's okay..." He smiled bitterly, glanced at Hayate, who was still sleeping soundly, and quietly opened the door to take a shower. Feng gently closed the door for him, and Hayate, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, slowly turned around.

Looking at the window, a wisp of cold wind quietly slipped in through the gap in the window, whirled around the room, and quietly fell into the palm of the hand stretched out under the quilt of the wind, and then disappeared quickly.

A hint of chill flashed through Gale's eyes, and then he opened his eyes.

After Jiuyou came back, everything in the house was still the same. Gao Feng was still sleeping soundly, and his low snoring could be clearly heard. He walked to Gao Feng's bed and looked at the back of Gao Feng's head quietly. Gao Feng's lips moved, vaguely.

He said something clearly, then turned over, and a sleeping face appeared in front of him. Jiuyou took a half step back, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, patted his face gently, and turned around to get on the rattan bed.

Then he closed his eyes.

The room calmed down again, as if nothing had happened. But nothing really happened, only they themselves knew.
Chapter completed!