Chapter 109

Although it was a little gray bird that hatched, and it was not a good bird with a fierce look on its face, it was hatched with all of its own soul power, so the little gray bird naturally became a member of Si Ling's group , and is also Si Ling's "son".After racking his brains to name the incompetent star, he gave the little gray bird a very appropriate and awkward name: Xiaohui.

The little gray bird is a bird with pedigree and ambition. Naturally, he doesn't like this kind of name that is as common as "Xiaoqiang". Ash.

The little gray bird bent forward in frustration, Zhongtian patted his paw to agree, and the little Yaolian thought happily, finally had a companion.

After the spiritual power and soul power in the dantian were exhausted, Si Ling needed time to meditate to recover, so he handed over the newborn little gray bird to Xiao Yaolian to take care of it, and went to retreat by himself.Seeing that he was fine, Si Han naturally got up and practiced habitually at home, so there were only three wild beasts and plants left in the living room.

After a few days like this, the grown-up little gray bird finally couldn't bear the hunger and refused to eat the spirit juice carefully prepared by Xiao Yaolian. Take food.

Who is Zhongtian?That is a proud and domineering master, food protection is an instinct, even Yue Qianye decided to hate it for the rest of his life after eating a plate of barbecue meat from it, how can you allow a bastard bird to rob it of food?So Zhongtian unceremoniously slapped the little gray bird flying away with his paw.

Although the little gray bird is ferocious in nature, but it has just hatched and is in its infancy, so how can it be too cruel?In terms of volume alone, Zhong Tian's butt can crush it.So in the past few days, the result of the little gray bird finding faults was being tossed by Zhongtian in every possible way, but he didn't know if it was true that his vitality was too tenacious, and the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became.

As a result of the two fighting each other, it is no surprise that they became enemies and disliked each other, so this made Xiao Yaolian suffer. The timid and crying little Yaolian couldn't stop the two ferocious creatures, so she could only squat in front of each other every time. Biting his handkerchief in the corner with tears streaming down his face, he called out to Si Ling who was retreating in his heart.Although Si Ling always flicked it away occasionally, he was the key person connecting the group of people with the demon, especially when a bad luck was needed to mediate the conflict, it was time for Si Ling to appear on the stage.

Amidst the endless calls of the little demon lotus, Si Ling finally left the level with a red face.

When Si Ling opened the door, he saw the little Yaolian, who had a virtuous and soft heart, was preparing spirit juice for the little gray bird. His wings directly slapped the pot of spirit juice away, and then twittered at Little Yaolian. Those who understand animal language will understand that the words are like this: I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat!eat meat!Meat! !Meat! ! !
With a bitter face, Xiao Yaolian explained in a good-tempered way: "Xiaohong is Yaolian, she doesn't know how to make barbecue."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Then who would do it? !

"Only Mr. Si can do it, but Mr. Si is in retreat."

"Jiu Jiu Jiu!" Mom is not here, you do it!
"Xiaohong is too young, she can't move big pieces of meat, and she's afraid of fire..."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" It's useless!waste!
"Xiaohong...Xiaohong...Wow...Xiaohong is very useful, Xiaohong is not a waste..." Xiao Yaolian cried with tears and snot in her nose.

"Jiujiujiu..." Only trash can cry all the time, don't cry...

"Xiaohong... I don't want to cry, but you're talking too much. Mr. Si praised Xiaohong as a good fruit farmer, a good at planting trees and brewing wine... blah blah..."

"Chirp..." As long as you don't cry, everything is fine...

Looking at the little Yaolian who was crying into tears, the little gray bird who was lying on the table listlessly because of the crying of the little tearbag, and Chongtian who looked like a grandpa sitting in the sun, Si Ling couldn't help sighing in his heart: These days are really fucking harmonious!

"Hey, what are you doing?" Si Ling finally reminded the three demons.

Hearing his voice, the dying little gray bird and little demon lotus were extremely excited. The little gray bird flapped its two pairs of feathered wings and flew towards Si Ling viciously and crashed into his arms, chirping.The little demon lotus also jumped off the table, rushed over and grabbed Si Ling's trousers, and told Si Ling how much she missed him with tears in her eyes.

Only Chongtian straightened up lazily, jumped onto Si Ling's shoulder, and then looked at the little gray bird with only one pair of feather wings with disdain. It had two pairs of wings, one more pair than it.But usually the wings are received in the body, so they can't see it.

The little gray bird that was lying on "mother" begging to be stroked seemed to feel Zhongtian's contempt, and crawled up to Si Ling's other shoulder, chirping ferociously at Zhongtian, and Chongtian responded with two whines. , and then another burst of chirping.

For a while, crying, whining, and chirping were heard endlessly. Si Ling, who was clinging to the three monsters, felt his head was getting bigger, and immediately shouted, "Stop making noise, or we will all go out."

As a result, Si Ling had a rare moment of domineering sideways, and he really calmed down the three of them, and all their voices stopped.

After a while, Si Ling sat down with a golden knife, made himself a pot of spring rain in the spring mountains, basked in the warm sun, and satisfactorily held a teacup to taste spiritual tea. He felt that this day was even more comfortable than gods.

The little demon lotus began to report to Si Ling about its suffering these days. Although it was only talking about her own affairs, Si Ling also understood its difficulty. Is it more careful and hard work?So Si Ling gave the hard-working little Yaolian encouragement with love, so that he can continue to work hard! (Xiaohong: Xiaohong doesn’t want to make persistent efforts!!)

"Xiaohui can eat meat?" Si Ling looked at the little gray bird in surprise, and took it over to have a look. Its fur has grown a lot, and its body has also gained weight. It looks like a ball of gray furry , couldn't help praising Xiao Yaolian: "Little sister Hong is a good child, and Xiao Hui has been raised very well by you.

Little Yaolian became shy again, and her whole body became even more red and purple, causing Si Ling to fish it up and rub it for a while. Seeing Xiao Hui was really upset, so she yelled at Si Ling in protest.

The little gray bird was probably hatched by Si Ling with his own soul power, so it was very close to Si Ling, and because it was Si Ling when it was born, it seemed to regard Si Ling as its mother, so it had a kind of feeling towards Si Ling. Very domineering possessiveness, can't allow her "mother" to be given to others, if it wasn't for Little Yaolian taking care of it so hard and getting food for it, it would have already slapped her away with one wing.

In addition, what the little gray bird dislikes the most is Chongtian, obviously Chongtian is the demon who discovered its existence, and because of Chongtian's mistake, he brought it back to life with only one breath, but who knows Chongtian didn't become its master, nor did it become its benefactor, instead, he and Zhongtian hated each other.Si Ling pondered, Chongtian is male, and so is Little Gray Bird. Could it be that same-sex repels each other, or is it because animals don't get along with each other?

Hearing that Xiao Hui had the audacity to snatch Chongtian's barbecue, Si Ling was really surprised. Even he didn't dare to confront Chongtian about food, but he didn't expect this little gray bird to be so brave At present, Si Ling thinks that the little gray bird is a bird with only ambition, and it will definitely have a great fortune in the future, which can be seen from the fact that it can be reborn among thousands of villains.

Now that he is out of customs, Si Ling has to cook for Chong Tian and Xiao Hui, both of whom are carnivorous animals, and barbecue is indispensable.Si Ling looked at Xiao Hui's fat body, which was only the size of his palm, and thought it was only a few days old, so he took some lean meat and made a fragrant minced meat soup to feed it.

Sure enough, meat is king, and the two monsters were eating hard at the moment. Chong Tian raised his greasy face and yelled happily at Si Ling, saying that today's barbecue was very good. With a fierce look on his face, he chirped, his voice very joyful.

Sitting on the side holding a spiritual fruit, the little demon lotus was also very happy. Sure enough, once Mr. Si is enslaved, this day will be over.

After feeding the two demon queens, Si Ling brought the little gray bird over again, and asked, "What kind of bird and what kind of bird is Xiao Hui hybridized? Chongtian, have you figured it out yet?" After a while, although Zhongtian recognized it as a bastard, he couldn't figure out what kind of bastard it was born from.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Mother gave birth!Xiao Hui yelled at Si Ling cheerfully.

Probably he really hatched the bird that came with his soul power, so Si Ling understood Xiao Hui's words at this moment, which means that this bird thinks it was born by itself to give birth to your sister, he is now a man, and he is still Where can a human being lay a bird's egg?
Chong Tian has always been the victor in his recent fights with Xiao Hui, and at the same time he has also figured out Xiao Hui's bloodline. It really is a bastard with four bloodlines.

"Which four?" Si Ling was also taken aback, and hurriedly asked.

Chongtian stopped answering, lying lazily on his stomach, no matter how much Si Ling rubbed his stomach and smoothed his hair, he refused to say anything. The word "resentment" was written brightly in his little eyes. It seems that the little gray bird and his The behavior of snatching food really pissed it off, thinking that it had saved a white-eyed wolf and came back, so it simply quit, and didn't bother to care about its troubles.

After Zhongtian couldn't find out what to ask here, Si Ling could only carry the little gray bird like a small gray ball over and look left and right. It looked so gray that it really couldn't tell which of its four bloodlines it was. Kind, if there are really four powerful bloodlines, why is it so gray and ugly?
Si Ling was tangled and worried, but a certain bird was heartless, insisting that it was born of Si Ling, and rubbed it on Si Ling's body very stupidly, saying that it was best with his mother, and that Si Ling could see it. The corner of Ling's mouth twitched, wondering if he really hatched a bad egg.

In the end, there was no result in the research, so Si Ling could only sigh and put the matter aside.

After being busy for a while, the opening time of Tongtian Tower finally arrived.

(End of this chapter)

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