The Strongest Animal Trainer In the Interstellar

He Jiu, with his groggy head, kept his busy appearance during the days when he was speechless.

No one except Phantom Delgar can see how different the wine is from the past.

Everyone thinks He Jiu is so busy that it is normal, but everyone around He Jiu has never thought about it...

Normal people, who would treat themselves as a machine, unrestrictedly solicit unnecessary responsibilities.

Packing himself into what others need, He Jiu can breathe again only when he stands in front of the alien beast and Hu Zong.

"Aren't you busy these days?"

He Jiu smiled brilliantly at Muzum, and easily picked up the dishes and put them in Muzum's bowl.

"Yep."

He who bowed his head for dinner answered He Jiu's gentle question most.

Indulging in He Jiu's scorching eyes, Hu feels comfortable and happy every moment when he can best get along with He Jiu.

"As long as there is not much war, you can make yourself a little easier. Really, I always want to lighten you a little bit, and you are always tossing yourself."

He Jiu put down the chopsticks in his hand, his mouth was flattened, and his expression seemed to be both condemning and abhorrent.

Raising his head, Hui looked at He Jiu's better and more beautiful face and did not dare to refute He Jiu's words.

"Thanks to you, both the school and the headquarters of the heretics have progressed very smoothly recently. It seems that the military contract is not very troublesome~ I said, if I have a chance, I will complete it with you. A promise. Can you put aside your work for a while and play an elopement with me?"

With his hands pressed against his chin, He Jiu smirked and molested the most.

"... Elopement... Where to go?"

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Hui most directly skipped the difficult premise of letting go of work to ask questions.

He Jiu frowned slightly, his eyes full of expectation.

"Go anywhere. There is no imperial army, and there is no superstitious society...just the two of us. It's best to be a place where no one in the world can find it."

"That kind of place, probably only the wilderness forest..."

The Legend of He Jiu most listened to Hu, and he sighed a little helplessly.

"Forest...you will still be found in the forest."

Muttering a little disappointed, He Jiu picked up his chopsticks and poked at the food in the bowl boringly.

He who has no desire to eat, has always been paying attention to red things recently.

So stretched out the chopsticks to pick up the bright red pepper in the fried pork slices.

Seeing He Jiu stuffed the pepper into his mouth and ate it with displeased expression.

Hu coughed twice, then pushed the prepared sweet tea to He Jiu's hand.

"What? Give people tea when you eat... afraid of me choking?..."

The inertial mouth bullied the most, but looking down at the tea cup and wine at hand, he still couldn't conceal the sweet smile on his lips.

The sweet tea washed away the taste of vegetables in the mouth.

Originally tasteless tea, because the most important thing is that it has been put in an excessive amount of honey.

After drinking the tea, he glared the most angrily like a baby.

If He Jiu's personality is the most summarizing...

That is more than a tangled.

What wine is perfect compared to others, and what wine that is rough and noisy is what it is.

In order to live, everyone wears a mask.

The truth hidden behind the mask is often with invisible flaws.

The daily life of He Jiu and Hu Zui remains the same.

And on the right track, with a rudimentary alien society, in fact, there is no need to drink all day to get distracted.

That day, with Delgar, he broke the demon in the bottom of my heart.

He Jiu always consciously or unconsciously avoided meeting with Fantasy Delga and Ruolan.

Therefore, I spent more time and energy to adjust my wine.

The abilities are also advancing by leaps and bounds.

Standing in the training room of the general's residence, He Jiu wore a capable black blouse and waved the whip in his hand.

The popping sound was crisp and clear.

He Jiu stayed in the practice room as usual on this day and waved his whip.

Already sweating profusely, he had cut short his long, fluffy hair that was in the way.

Hold the palm of your hand on the ground and flip it lightly.

The long and heavy whip is like an artist's silk in He Jiu's hand.

Watching the whip that rolled out of various arcs left anxious marks on the huge wall.

"lady……"

Lore, who was standing in the corner, looked at the wine without stopping for a moment, and he couldn't help but screamed worriedly.

"Snapped!"

The answer to Lol was the sharp whip of He Jiu.

Concentrate on improving your own strength, in order to practice your physical skills to fluency before the professional trials.

He who naturally ignored all the things around him, he was completely mind-boggling.

"It's been six hours... without eating or drinking... Madam is not in good health..."

Seeing He Jiu desperately, Luo Er was full of anxiety.

As he approached Luo Er's side, the tall **** Ji darkly stared at the constantly turning He Jiu, his brows tightened...

"lady."

Lol still endured the screaming very uncontrollably for a long time.

He walked into the range of He Jiu's attack, but Lore never thought He Jiu would not answer him, and even backhanded the whip at him.

Unsuspecting Lor's eyes stared, just as the whip was about to sweep his face immediately.

"the host!"

The white robe flew, and An unexpectedly took He Jiu's whip for Luo Er Shengsheng.

All of a sudden, blood was splattered.

On the barbed long whip, He Jiu's fire power ability was clear.

Although He Jiu never consciously attached a hot flame to the long whip.

But compared to quiet water and peaceful wood, the power of the fire system always carries a little impulse.

He Jiu stood five meters away and stared blankly at the dark that he had knelt down to the ground.

The burning sensation like thousands of needles spread from the wound.

Even the Changshengmen who had become cold-hearted, Anan still oozing sweat on his forehead immediately.

Pressing on his injured arm with his backhand, he quickly used the healing technique.

The power of eternal life slowly resolved the indescribable pain.

He Jiu panted slightly, and after walking a few steps, he threw away the whip in his hand and squatted in front of the dark.

"..."

"Master, it's not in the way."

Seeing He Jiu's look full of tangled guilt, he didn't wait for He Jiu to speak.

It doesn't matter if he said cleanly in the dark.

"Next time, don't take the risk like this."

He Jiu can only say this when facing the problems arising from his own mistakes.

Neither blame nor comfort.

Lol was grateful for helping him secretly, but at the same time he was vaguely disturbed.

"Madam, if the game is too difficult, it's fine if you don't go. You don't have food or water. I really am..."

He was still holding Dark in his hands, but his worried eyes fell on He Jiu.

He Jiu nodded when he heard Luo Er's words without looking at Luo Er's eyes.

"You take the dark to rest for a while, I'll go eat by myself."

Luo Er watched He Jiu slowly stand up, and his lean arms had muscles built up due to the high-intensity exercises.

He Jiu, whose aura is totally different now, if it hadn't been more and more silent recently...

Maybe Lohr and the others may not be able to notice the difference in the wine.

After simply washing his body, He Jiu stood alone in front of the huge mirror and suddenly felt a little dazed.

After closing my eyes, I worked hard to calm down, and then opened them again.

He Jiu looked at himself in the mirror with beautiful lines, his clean and neat face should be ordinary, but now he has become so feminine and charming.

His head was dizzy, He Jiu leaned his back against the wall and saw that his eyes were stained with blood red in the mirror.

Shaking his head, He Jiu swallowed nervously.

After clarifying his thoughts again, he looked at his own eyes to make sure that there was nothing unusual before suddenly letting go of the inexplicable fear.

Leave the bathroom and change clothes.

Sit alone in the huge dining room.

After making that decision that many people don't understand, He Jiu spent time to improve his strength.

It turned out that he didn't even go to school much.

"Madam, a guest comes to see you."

The maid's announcement sounded in his ear, and He Jiu was stunned for a moment and couldn't guess who would be here at this time.

"Tell the guest, ask him to wait for me in the meeting room."

Regardless of the name of the visitor, He Jiu put down the chopsticks in his hand and went to the drawing room.

The person sitting on the large sofa is no one else, but the phantasy Delga with white hair and complicated mood.

The two masters and disciples were relatively speechless for a while.

"Master."

He Jiu faintly left a word, and Fantawild Delgarn said.

Slowly walked to the opposite of Magic Delga and sat down.

The air was condensed with embarrassment that couldn't be ignored.

"I'm here... just to ask how you have been in the past few days?"

"Fortunately, it's far from death."

"...What bullshit, how old are you?"

In just a few words of dialogue, after all, they are familiar masters and apprentices.

Rao is Fantawild Delgar this time and didn't want to give He Jiu a good face.

But when I heard the meaning of He Jiu, I knew He Jiu was in a low mood, and Delgar couldn't bear to treat He Jiu deliberately.

"Master, little guy...Is it okay with you?"

He Jiu knew only from Fantastical Delgar's anger that the straight-tempered Master must have come to visit because he was worried that he would not be able to sleep well.

"That little thing is quite edible. Cowardly, sleepy...not as sinister and vicious as the legendary fathers."

"En... the little things must be appropriate wherever you put the master."

He Jiu seemed to have never thought about bringing the little things out of Magic Delga to come back.

Fantawild delga also solemnly pursed his mouth and spoke for a long time.

"You made it yourself, it's a small life anyway. Just take care of it, are you willing?..."

He Jiu laughed when he heard the master say so.

"Master, I am busy with training. I am afraid I won't get any care of the little things by my side now."

"What about your red, yellow, blue and green? ... You don't care about it?"

"Of course it is managed, but there is no need to control them every day. In the future, I will not be able to control them forever."

"So what?... Instead of suddenly in the future, let them get used to it sooner now?"

He Jiu looked at Phantom Delga and nodded silently after listening to Master's already obvious anger, he was not ready to refute.

Seeing that He Jiu didn't reflect on himself at all, Fantawild delga gradually felt a sense of hatred for iron but not steel.

Cherish He Jiu's talent and appreciate He Jiu's character...

He has never really demanded that He Jiu be perfect in everything, but He Jiu's attitude has become more and more negative recently.

If we say that there will be some confusion and loss in the pursuit of ideals...

But for He Jiu, the hurdle came too suddenly and the timing was outrageous.

Volume Four: Fighting the Beast in the Battle [Professional]