Lord of Pets

"Meow...woo!"

In the jungle, a white shadow was as fast as lightning, bouncing and moving on the branches.

Her target was a bald man whose upper body was made of flesh and blood, whose lower body was like a cloud, and whose hands kept beating wooden fish.

"Uh-huh!"

The white shadow disappeared into the grass and suddenly disappeared.

The sound of "tuk-tuk-tuk" tapping continues, and the rhythm is very stable.

For fifteen seconds, the battle reached a stalemate.

After a few more seconds, what broke the calm was a short blade falling from the sky.

——It actually stabbed in a vertical dive, pointing directly at the head of the deliverer!

"Soomi Solamiso..."

An invisible barrier appeared.

The momentum of the short blade came to an abrupt halt.

However, the white tiger scout Manman, who was using both hands and feet, stayed close to the ground and used the cover of the jungle to surprise him on the other side of the messenger.

She popped out her claws, let out a squeal, and grabbed hard.

It was about to hit the target's neck.

Bai Wushang nodded slightly and gave up the idea of ​​going to the rescue.

"Wang", who is naturally inspired, still makes predictions in advance.

The ghost body of its lower body withstood the attack of the white tiger scout's wind claws, then pulled away and recited another verse.

…

The fight lasted for fifteen minutes.

Bai Wushang gave the decision a draw.

The White Tiger Scout and the Messenger of Deliverance are both in the middle stage of immortality.

The former has a 3-star Overlord level, while the latter has a 6-star Overlord level. There should be a huge gap in combat power.

But... the characteristics of the Deliverer are concentrated on "inspiration" and "talisman".

It is better at predicting danger and disaster.

In extreme cases, one can sacrifice one's own flesh and blood, at the cost of serious injury, to forcibly prevent the disaster from coming.

It's not good at fighting.

If it were a telepathic witch in the early stage of the immortal body, or A Zhou or Xiao Ci in the early stage of the immortal body... it would have been defeated long ago.

Being able to fight like this is purely the result of the survival advantage of the half-ghost body, coupled with the fact that the White Tiger Scout has no ability to restrain it, creating a mutual pull.

"Meow... Meow is too good at me. It's more suitable for me to do odd jobs..."

White Tiger Scout Manman was a little frustrated.

In the past three years, she was either fighting monsters or on the way to fight monsters.

I struggled all the way and suffered a lot.

Bai Wushang had customized a mutation formula for her, and her current abilities were worse than the Cat Maid in Twenty-One Ghost Street by more than a star.

In the end, I still couldn't win a round in front of him... This was very embarrassing.

"Mother...Mother, it's a draw...there shouldn't be any need to recite the scriptures, right?"

The messenger on the other side carefully observed the expression of the broken-winged angel.

In its heart, Bai Wushang is the king of the clan, while Xing is half instructor and half relative.

One worthy of awe and respect.

There is always a touch of fear in an intimacy.

"What do you think?" Zheyi glanced at it, "I want you to 'win', not a draw."

"Using your fighting skills to the extreme, you had every chance of defeating the newly promoted Xiao Meow, but you failed."

"Go, ask the little fairy rabbit to help you recover, and then chant sutras. Don't be lazy all day long!"

"Yes..." the messenger of salvation responded weakly, and hid under the dark side of the trees dejectedly.

Yinhe rushed over happily, healing it while using its little paws to encourage it mentally.

Bai Wushang saw this and couldn't help but smile at Zheyi and sighed:

"You and Duo'er are both very strict instructors..."

"That's fine. I don't plan to take them with me on the rest of the trip."

"Without our protection, they can have the basic ability to protect themselves, and I can feel relieved."

"Are you going to try the second idea you mentioned?" Xing turned sideways.

"Yeah." Bai Wushang nodded and changed the topic, "But before we go to the "Angel Ruins", we have to meet someone. "

"Get ready. Early tomorrow morning, we will officially leave Wangyuan Mountain..."

…

The journey is hurried.

But it went smoothly.

In a place more than three thousand miles away from Wangyuan Mountain, Bai Wushang found a large independent city.

Through the formation turnover seven times.

Then they attacked for three days.

The Daqian Dynasty is close at hand.

At nightfall, Bai Wushang returned to Shanhai Academy and secretly met Siba'an.

"came back?"

In the study, an old man with oily hair and a cold and unruly look lit up a blue bone lamp and turned on all the shielding formations.

He was smiling, his eyes full of expectation, never moved since Bai Wushang entered the room, always locked on that figure in black robe.

"I have sensed the Ruoyouruowu aura of the light element, which seems to be very solid..."

"It only took three and a half years... Not bad, not bad... The future is promising..."

"Let me take a look, is it the Canglan Plain, the Desolate Demon Burning Earth... or the angel of the Retired Continent..."

"Xing." Bai Wushang smiled faintly and introduced again: "The person in front of you is the retired Judgment Dragon Rider of the Ancestral Dragon Court. He is half of my leader. He is trustworthy in all aspects."

"I've met senior." Xing Bubei said hello without saying a word, and casually pulled off the miniature clothes on his body.

"It's the one from Canglan Plain..." Siba'an read the information and nodded slightly.

Just when I was about to show a satisfied smile, I looked at it carefully.

Xing lets go of the suppression of his own bloodline and lets the true aura pass outwards as it is.

"Huh……?!"

Sibaan's eyes widened.

Even though he is old and declining, he is still the best among the saints.

In just one moment, his body leaned back in an arc, and an incredible look erupted in his eyes.

"Archangel?"

"No...no..."

"Although it is far beyond the ordinary two-winged angel of light, this is not the Holy Power. It is something in between or above the two, a more special and weird existence..."

Sibaan took a rare breath and asked in wonder:

"Good boy, you always bring me surprises. Have you overfulfilled your task? What kind of quality and level of angel is this?"

"The peak of the immortal body, 8-star overlord level."

Bai Wushang knew that Xing was extraordinary and had certain expectations for Si Baan's reaction, so he explained softly:

"She is unique. There may be one archangel among ten thousand angels, but not one apricot among one hundred thousand angels."

"So mysterious?" Siba'an listened carefully.

After hearing that "he was once the most talented archangel in history and is expected to hit the realm of mythology", his expression lost control and his jaw almost dropped.

I asked you to abduct an angel, but I didn’t ask you to dig up someone else’s foundation!

If you bring back the pillar of another family, if something goes wrong, Zulongting will probably have to fight with the Holy Court in the midst of his busy schedule.

Putting yourself in my shoes, would you be willing to give away the young dragon species?

Sibaan's eyes were twitching, and he felt a thin layer of cold sweat on his back that he hadn't felt for a long time.