The Strongest Animal Trainer In the Interstellar

Sleeping with a well-behaved blue hair ball at night, Hui most lay on the small bed where one person slept very spaciously and two people slept a little squeezed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at He Jiu who was curled up on the opposite side.

Moonlight spilled from the window, floating gently on He Jiu's eyelashes.

Because He Jiu is used to sleeping with Lan Zhizun these days. So when Lan Zhizun wriggled occasionally, the blue fluff was rubbing against He Jiu's chin, He Jiu just frowned and his eyelashes quivered slightly.

He Jiuyou's face is not so beautiful and outstanding, and after falling asleep, he looks even more ordinary and harmless.

But this kind of wine, when he opened his shining eyes during the day, his smile and every move seemed so varied and unique.

He most looked at the wine that could sleep peacefully while holding a foreign beast in his arms, in the seemingly eternal gaze... the eyes could not see the whereabouts, and the ears could not hear the trajectory. The sharp thorns flashed out in the moonlight. The quick reflection pierced He Jiu's temple!

"Thorn!" It was just a moment, when Lan Zhizun, who was still lying quietly in He Jiu's arms, bit the long thorn that was about to pierce He Jiu's skin in the blink of an eye.

"Hululu—" Blue Supreme's little black eyes glowed with red blood in the white moonlight. A smile appeared on the side of Hu's lips.

Sure enough, a beast is a beast, no matter how docile and amiable it looks, it is a beast. The strength in the hand that Hu Zui held the sharp long thorn was still resisting Lan Zhizun. But that's how Lan Zhizun issued a dangerous warning.

"Humph." Hu got up most slowly, still holding the long thorn bitten by Lan Zhizun in his hand. When Hui Zong led Lan Zhizun to jump down from the extremely high window, the curtains dangling in the moonlight brought a burst of coolness. He Jiu still slept in his dream and knew nothing.

"Huh-!" When Hu Zuo jumped off a vast training ground, Lan Zhizun also happened to land on the opposite side of Hu Zuo. He Jiu slept too hard, so he couldn't see how terrible the alien beast supreme, who was held in his arms as a stuffed toy, looked like at this moment.

The round body was finally stretched and deformed under the moonlight, and the small black eyes that were originally dark gradually grew bigger and became blood-red and shiny.

When the hot smoke of Lan Zhizun's body dissipated, the white hair ends took on the light blue of the previous round period. A noble and extraordinary animal finally showed its true body, although it has not yet evolved to the second stage, its size is still the appearance of a young Blue Supreme. However, when he looked at such a perfect creature the most, there was a throbbing in his heart that could only appear on the endless battlefield.

"Lan Zhizun! Let me see how powerful a strange animal powerhouse once in a thousand years can be?" He was wearing a thin white shirt, black pants and bright leather boots.

The long thorn is still in his hand, the discussion and temptation of the two strong men. Of course, he would not use his own abilities when facing such a strange beast that hadn't activated the ability mode. In a completely fair contest of power and speed, Lan Zhizun always loses slightly no matter how many times.

The sky gradually brightened, and He Jiu got up in the morning sun. Look at the hairballs in his arms that are still breathing evenly, and look at the rest of the night who sleeps comfortably as usual.

"Well, you guy is so happy~ I can sleep so wanton anytime." He Jiu gently rubbed his own hair ball and then gently lifted it up, wanting to hug his little one before getting up and leaving. Monster.

"Hey? What's the matter? Why is there blood?" He Jiu held up the hair ball, and when he retracted his hand, he felt that something warm and moist had flowed onto his hand. When he retracted his hand and saw the blood on his hand, He Jiu was shocked!

"You bastard! Get up for me, you bastard!" He Jiu yelled as if he had cheated his corpse, no matter how tired he was at the moment, he could almost fall asleep against the wall.

In the time He Jiu didn't know, in order to promote communication with Lan Zhizun and, most importantly, to promote the growth of Lan Zhizun, Hui hadn't had a complete sleep for nearly half a month.

"Fuck!" When He Jiu shook Zhuo's collar back and forth, a long thorn with a sharp gleaming silver light fell to the floor. He Jiu thought of an extremely strange direction when he saw the long thorn with a little blood stain.

"The best! You are not a human!" He Jiu fryed his hair, protected the calf, and roared!

"Chirp?...Chirp~" Lan Zhizun was awakened by He Jiu's loud noise and looked at He Jiu as if he had eaten dynamite. He rode on the waist of Jiuzhao and beat Jiuzi fiercely. Although in fact He Jiu flushed his face and made his face full of energy, it was nothing but tickling to Huo.

"What's the matter with you?" Hu was still woken up. When he got up, Hu held the fangs and dancing claws in his arms to restrict his movements, and was forced to lie on Hu’s hottest chest and listen to Hu’s heartbeat. A sense of humiliation is overwhelming!

"Battle bastard! Let go of me! Let go of me!" He Jiu tried to struggle but found it was futile. After biting the most pectoral muscle, He Jiu burst into tears! I couldn't help thinking, "Mom, what a copper wall is this!" Isn't it a human being if you can't bite? ! ’

"What's the matter with you? Can you speak well? If you can, I will let you go! Can't let's just fall asleep like this. I'm sleepy!" The black face with the lowest pressure stared at the wine in his arms like hell. .

He Jiu crouched on Hu's chest and let out a particularly aggrieved "um".

"Let's go ahead, what's the matter?" Hu said helplessly while rubbing his brows while sitting on the side of the bed.

"The hairball bleeds, did you do it? Don't deny it! The long thorns that fell on the ground belonged to you." After He Jiu was released, he pointed to the blood-stained long thorns on the ground. He looked at the bloodstain that Lan Zhizun was still stupidly rubbing against He Jiu, and remembered the back that he was bitten by Lan Zhizun when he was fighting with Lan Zhizun at night...

"The blood on the long thorn is not Blue Supreme's, it is mine. And he will bleed not because of being stabbed by me, but because it has evolved." Hui Zuo and He Jiu explained the questioning look in He Jiu's eyes. Lan Zhizun, the culprit who can only stare at one side with a black face, is the most culprit.

"In short, you should be happy, your hairballs have grown. Because of the first deformation and stretching, the surface tissue bleeding is normal." Huo didn't even explain that his back is actually the inertia of the guy who sells cute in front of the wine. of.

So the real victim hasn't called out injustice, but the perpetrator is protected and treated as a victim behind He Jiu.

Hu was the least lazy to argue with He Jiu. After a brief explanation, he lay tired on the bed and turned his back to He Jiu, closing his eyes and cherishing the short sleep time.

The sun slowly entered the window, and He Jiu finally calmed down a bit and wanted to ridicule the last few words before realizing that there was indeed a blood stain on his back that could not be concealed. In particular, the white shirt was relatively transparent, and it was even more so that He Jiu could vaguely see a big hole on the back of the spine that was scratched by the sharp teeth of the Blue Supreme.

"Why is there such a long hole? Who made it?" He Jiu was puzzled but never doubted his blue hair ball.

He Jiu, who was still a little bit compassionate for Hu, thought for a long time, found the daily medical kit and cut off the shirt on the back of Hu. The restful Nian was the least lazy to care about the small movements of the wine, but when He Jiu meticulously and gently gently applied the coagulant to the corroded and painful wound, he still felt a little unexpectedly comfortable.

It's not that there are no medical staff around me, and I have long been accustomed to suffering from all kinds of injuries on my own body.

And originally these are not wounds at all. However, when I met He Jiu, he faced each other day and night in order to conquer the most powerful alien beasts and He Jiu.

What wine is flaring with teeth and claws, what wine is ignorant and ridiculous, what wine is obviously vulnerable but always likes to anger oneself.

When Hou decided to make his marriage with He Jiu a logical mistake that could kill two birds with one stone, he didn't think he might develop any feelings for such a person who could never become a lover.

"I don't know how your subordinates took care of you. Such a serious wound was not properly bandaged. I slept all night and cracked, right?" He Jiu looked like when he cleaned the wound that was not serious in reality. Like an old woman, she muttered. But uncharacteristically, there is not a line of irony and ridicule that he is most used to on weekdays.

"I'm going to class, you take care of the hair ball at home. Don't bully it." He Jiu took the tweezers and carefully wiped the other contaminated blood stains and fine wounds on the back of Hu.

Before leaving, He Jiu did a simple cleanup for Lan Zhizun and took off the shirt that he couldn't wear for a long time. For the first time, I felt that Hu would be the most like a child to move his fingers lazily even covering the quilt and need He Jiu's help.

"Carla." He Jiu quietly closed the door and left. And the quietness and faint warmth of the room are the beauty that He Jiu has unknowingly brought into the most room of General Jagged.

The sun in the early spring was not anxious and bright, He Jiu walked beside Zhan Baili, who had been waiting for him for a long time, and continued to review the class procedures and precautions that Zhan Baili asked him to be familiar with yesterday.

"Madam, you only need to listen and understand in class today. I greeted the tutors yesterday and will not ask questions and embarrass you in class. So it is enough for you to keep as quiet as possible." Zhan Baili detailed Nagging about a series of rules that he must pay attention to, while talking about why the wine opened the door.

When the aircraft once again passed over the gate of the military region, He Jiu and Zhan Baili came to the gate of the National Capital Academy in a short time.

It's still so magnificent and luxurious or so sunny and beautiful.

"Madam, let’s go to the college’s cafeteria for breakfast. Although it is a school with rigorous learning style and strict teaching, but in the capital college with excellent food, leisure, and recreational facilities, you can still look forward to these things." After He Jiu, Zhan Baili finally switched his channel, and he was able to communicate with He Jiu without too much estrangement.

"I thought you would let me go to the box to eat in order to keep my image." He Jiu mocked his private tutor mercilessly.

Zhan Baili tried hard not to look too fierce and leaked a far-fetched smile.

"Of course you can if you want." Zhan Baili actually thinks that maybe before he has seen the table etiquette of He Jiu, he should consider letting He Jiu find a place where no one can see.

"Oh, no. How special does that seem to me? I don't think I can watch my table manners, but I should be closer to other classmates?" He Jiu deliberately showed Boli.

"Good lady." Zhan Baili slightly bent over and took He Jiu towards the college restaurant.

Sure enough, there are many students. Everyone is wearing a uniform white uniform.

It's just that the badges of the respective departments are different. He Jiu has a special identity. It is really awkward to think about his uncle in his thirties and pretending to be a teenager.

Due to the principle of keeping a low profile, He Jiu still put on the student uniform provided free of charge by the school. There is no badge, no star and diamond as logo. He Jiu is a student who brought a private tutor to a public college.