MTL - Beast Piercing The Heavens-Chapter 25 Little witch

25 chapter little witch

Finally, I can't figure it out. He owes all this to his own character.

However, he never imagined that it was the "cottage version" bronze ring left by his father that saved his life in the most critical moment.

As for the reason why the little beast has become a lion-nose dog after the summoning, this also makes the night light and ridiculous. The information sent by the little beasts expresses that this magical little beast is extremely weak after being summoned, comparable to the newly born cub. And its unique angle also inexplicably retracted the head, the tail also stretched out, turned into a real lion-nose dog.

The night light cold originally wanted to tell the elders what they were, what they encountered in summoning the space, and the true appearance of this unicorn.

But he just came out of the aperture, and everyone looked at the moment when he was in the arms of his little beast. The night was cold and inadvertently looked at the crowd, but he found the death of the Lord’s night sword in the uncle of the city. At that moment, the night was cold and cold. The mind is spinning fast, and I want to understand a lot of things.

Combining the current shape of the little beast with the information of the little beast, he decided to scatter a big lie.

Then a unicorn-like beast that was comparable to the Holy Beast was finally rated as a four-in-one lion-nose dog.

The night whispered everything that my brother described, and my heart was amazed and happy. But when she thought of the uncle's eyes, she was very puzzled and said: "Oh! It turned out to be like this! But brother, why did the uncle show the killing of the little beast you summoned? Brother, you summon a high-level beast, for the family. It’s a great thing, great luck, why is he..."

The night is cold and cold, and the face looks like ice: "Good thing! Oh, for many people in the family, it is indeed a good thing! But for the night swords, it is not a good thing. In those days, their big house was father's night knife. One person has been pressed for decades, and it’s hard to make a comeback. Now, if I summon eight beasts or holy beasts, then they will definitely have no big days, so I just lied. I’m afraid if They know the real situation of this beast, they will secretly let it die... I don’t intend to make this secret public until my beast has not fully grown up and there is no self-protection...哼, night sword, night frivolous, and night glory, after my beast enters maturity, there are good days for you."

"Ah!" The night whispered an exclamation, and the little hand grabbed the small mouth. In her simple heart, she always believed that the uncle was always a relative, how could he be in the same room?

"Okay, hoe, it's already late, go to rest, remember... don't tell anyone about my beast!" The night was cold and serious, and said cautiously.

"Well, brother, you have to rest early." The night whispered a nod. She knew the seriousness of the matter. She nodded softly and walked into her room.

Outside the window, the night is like water, and the cold wind is bleak.

The night is cold and lying on the bed, but I can't sleep. From time to time, there is a scene in the mind: the father of the prestige and domineering, the mother’s loving gaze, the mother’s death on the rainy night in the elders’ home, the snow on the street without traces, let him vomit blood, the night, the night The maddening gaze, and the vicious scars of the night glory...

"Father, mother, have you seen it? The son summoned the beast of the sacred beast today. It will take long before the son can complete the mother's wishes, move the mother's grave into the grave, and let your two old men be buried together. Moreover, In the near future, when the son’s beast is fully mature, the son must find a way to move your grave into the Holy Spirit Hall of the City of God and enjoy the worship of the people...”

The night was cold and lying on the corner of the bed, smiling and muttering, next to the black beast, lying there and snoring and screaming.

"This little beast, how can I sleep? Summon for so long, but I have been sleeping, I don't know when I can wake up." Stroking the little animal's slippery fur, watching it like a lion's nose, and sleeping With a lovely expression, the night is cold and involuntarily smiling.

Outside the window, the bright moon is still shining with silver, and many stars continue to flash and sing the world.

On the second day, the night home was in the West. At night, I was holding a small beast and went to a large courtyard.

"The Beast Academy."

The four characters of the dragon and the phoenix dance are portrayed on the plaque of the compound, but here is the heavy place of the night house. It is the place where the night children learn the knowledge of the beast and learn the skills.

Deeply sighed, the night light slowly calmed down his emotions. The Beast School, this is where he has been looking for many years. Many times when he was young, he looked at it from afar, looking forward to the day when he could walk straight from here with his own beast.

In the past, there was no beast in the night, and it was not subject to family attention, so even the door could not enter. However, today he came, with a magical beast, went straight into the light.

"Hey, this is not our noble seven young masters night cold? Can you actually enter here today? Oh... It turned out to be a garbage dog, haha..."

When the night was light and cold, the sound of a sinful voice sounded in the ear, and I couldn’t help but frown, looking sideways. amount! This person he also knows, is the brother of a family next to the family who performed the awakening ceremony yesterday, called the night light evil. It seems to be the pulse of the big house, and it is still the young master of a small city. The awakening ceremony yesterday afternoon, his brother summoned a six-piece beast fire eagle.

"He is the night light cold? It is said that yesterday appeared a golden aperture that is higher than the golden aperture, but summoned a four-product garbage dog? Waste is waste, such a good opportunity is wasted..."

"Yeah, if I could have a colorful aperture in the past, I would definitely be able to summon a sacred beast like the ancestors of the night. This kid actually summoned a four-product garbage dog, really..."

"His Laozi night knife was so prestige, now he is so garbage, it is a tiger father dog!"

"Pity!"

The night wicked words just fell, the beast school is like a blasting pot, many of the children inside have swept their eyes to the night light, all kinds of gaze, curiosity, jealousy, unfortunately, contempt, have crossed and broken, deducting life hundred state. After a while, all kinds of arguments, ridicules, surprises, and sighs are endless.

The night was light and cold, and I smiled. I swept the crowd and didn’t echo. Today's situation has probably been speculated last night. The big house is now big, and nothing else, the uncle's night sword is a family of three seven beasts. The night sword is seven products, the beast blood tiger, the night frivolous seven products, the beast violent bear, the night light wind, seven products, the beast wolf. What is the strength of a three beasts that are comparable to those of the dynasty. And now the grandfather night dragon always has nothing to do, family rights basically fall on the night sword. As you can imagine, the strength of the big house is now in the middle of the night.

At that time, his father's night knife summoned eight beasts and dragon lions. The martial arts talent was also peerless. At the age of 28, he entered the emperor. Almost all the tribes are optimistic about him, the night knife shines like a shining star, and the big house can't lift his head.

But now the second room, my father fell to the mountain, I heard that there is a little uncle, and that year is also a waste, has been missing for many years. The second room is like a child without a mother, so lonely, anyone can step on it. Moreover, when the knife and the big room were rubbed fiercely, the grievances were already deep. Now the big house is big, and it is strange to not suppress it. Today, when he talks and degrades him, it is obvious that he is a big house.

Therefore, in the face of today's situation, the night is cold, and there is no bottom in my heart. I am not angry or echo. Just standing silently next to the gate, looking at the compound. Everyone in the courtyard saw him ignoring the echoes, and felt boring, and ignored them. They turned the topic to yesterday’s awakening ceremony.

The Beast School is a place where the children of the night school learn to study. It is a night-time place. Divided into three halls, junior, intermediate and senior three branches. At this time, the doors of the three branches were closed, and it seems that it has not yet arrived.

amount! If you have just summoned the beast, you should go to the primary class to learn. The cold night touched the little beast in my arms, and my heart was as plain as water.

But when he was silently thinking about what he would learn in the school today, his heart suddenly trembled, and Yu Guang saw that a big hand swept his face from his side.

Someone attacked!

The night is chilling in the heart, and many years of martial arts, although still in the elite, but the foundation is still solid. Although the heart is angry and angry, but the body is subconsciously biased to the side.

"boom."

The big hand was too fast, and it suddenly hit, and the night was light, although it responded quickly, but it was hit on the shoulder. A strong force came, he was not standing still, and he was holding the beast in his hand, his body was even more uneven, and he stepped back aside, and fell to the ground.

Then, an arrogant voice sounded: "Little bastard, you hug a mongrel dog, stupidly standing at the gate and thinking about what?"

"Night mad, what are you doing?"

The night was light and cold, and stood up, his eyes sweeping toward the gate of the courtyard. At the entrance of the courtyard, a young man in his twenties pulled a five- or six-year-old child to stand there proudly. The young man in his twenties, white wins snow, white as jade, slightly thin lips, is the family’s big The young master was frivolous at night, and the five-year-old child next to him was holding a wolf. It was the night frivolous younger brother.

"What am I doing? I also asked you what to do at the gate. How? If you called a mongrel dog, you thought it was very bullish? Or would I call out my violent bear and play with your mongrel dog?" The frivolous lightly flicked the clothes, and the eyes didn't look at the night and looked cold, and said indifferently.

"Haha, crazy! You don't make a joke, just like his mongrel dog, your violent bear can kill it with a fart!"

"Yes, this waste is actually a path that is mad, and giving him a slap is a good one."

The frivolous words of the night just fell, and everyone in the compound laughed and talked.

"You..." The night was cold and angry, and the fists were gripping. Just now, he clearly stood next to the gate of the compound, and he would not block the entry and exit of others. This is obviously a night of madness and unreasonable trouble, taking the opportunity to bully him. He breathed a deep sigh of relief. He told himself to be patient. Now he is not strong enough. He wants to do something. He smiles coldly: "People are watching the sky, I have no way to stop, have eyes. I can see that you have no way to bully me."

"Yeha!" The night whispered and twisted his neck, squinting at the night and chilling, sneer: "Is the mouth swearing, to bully? I just bullied the little and what happened? Can you bite me?"

The night frivolous shoulders shook, and it was a sneer, squinting at the night and chilling, it seems that today, if you don’t find something out, you won’t stop. Unexpectedly, I just finished.

Suddenly, his face fluctuated and quickly pushed the nightlights next to him, and turned suddenly, his fists waving backwards.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the night was mad and stunned. After five or six steps back, it stood still, pale, and his face was frosty, and his eyes stared blankly at the gate of the courtyard.

Most people in the compound still don't know what happened. It was not until the sound of the sound that it suddenly became clear, and looked at the gate of the courtyard along the gaze of the night.

"Amount... It turned out to be her, who I am, there is such a courage to dare to attack the mad."

"Oh, Miss Dance, but I went back to the family for the Dragon Festival from the city of God. I saw her yesterday."

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Dance. This time I have a good show."

"Miss Dance is still so hot, can't stand it, nosebleed!"

Miss Dance? The night was cold and confused, and everyone looked at the door. The first goal was two straight, dazzling white thighs. "The best legs," the night whispered in the cold heart, looking down the thigh, it was a fire. The red tight-fitting leather shorts, and then the white waist is slightly swaying, the waist muscles are compact and gentle, without a trace of fat. The slightly red waist is covered with a fiery red leather coat. The two high-rises on the chest are bulging, and then a pure and pretty face.

"Angel face devil figure... the best royal sister! This is wearing a crime, it is a crime.... Miss Dance? Is it a little witch dancing in the night?"

In the night of the cold, there is a person's information. The night dance is the granddaughter of one of the two elders of the family, she is twenty years old. If the night frivolity is the genius of the family, then the night dance is definitely a genius girl of the God of War. The level of the beasts summoned by the night light dance is not high, and the same as the night frivolity is also the seven products, the beast snow fox. However, her martial arts talent is comparable to that of the night knife. The 25-year-old marshal is a heavy one. If the beast is fit, the strength is comparable to that of the marshal. It was the sixth in the list last year. Snow has no traces.

It is necessary to know that the cultivation of combat power is more difficult, and many people are squatting in the military for the rest of their lives, and the night-stricken sword of the night is over forty years old. After more than 30 years of cultivation, it is also the emperor. . It is conceivable that the martial arts cultivation talent of the night light dance is amazing.

"Night dance, what do you mean by this?" The night is bleak and unhappy. As a family of big and small, the future heir of the family, the night dance is actually in front of so many people, attacking him openly and sweeping his face. Of course, he will be very upset.

"It doesn't mean anything, what's wrong?" The night light smiled and said, the pure face is very innocent, it seems that it was not her business.

"You..." The frost on the face of the night was a bit thicker: "It doesn't mean anything, why did you attack me for no reason?"

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