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"Wait, did I come to the wrong place?" Prisoner Bull tried to struggle one last time.

"Look at us, do you think we came to the wrong place?" Wen Ray patted his shoulder pityingly, "Accept it well, you are the lowest end of the food chain." Unless there are seventeen or eight spirit beasts coming later, there is no way to upgrade to the current generation .

"I'm very powerful in combat!" Nuo silently stretched out her hand.

"I have a gentle personality!" He wanted to say that he was considerate, but when he saw the little yellow chicken gritted its teeth.

"I'm so cute?" Looking around at the cute creatures, Prisoner felt that he had lost, "What else can I do?"

"I don't need you to do anything, just play when you want to play, and tell me when you want to go out, of course, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I can find you at any time. In normal times, just take them with you!" Wei An pointed at the petite spirit beasts .

Prisoner Bull was frustrated, "Then at least give me the same treatment as them?"

"Of course there is." Wei An touched two gold coins from his wallet, "Come on, this month's pocket money, if it is less than one month, it still counts as a whole month."

The prisoner cow immediately revived with full blood when he got the gold coin, "I'm going to the tavern, isn't that a problem?"

"Of course, come back on time, or the door won't be locked!" Wei An waved his hand, "Go, you all follow."

She also hopes to have a beast that can share.

Prisoner Niu wanted to go to the tavern with a series of radishes, Tao Tie went to various restaurants as usual, and Bai Ze exclusively occupied the big bed room.

Although the tavern given to Prisoner Amway by the owner of the inn is not the largest, it is the most romantic. The bartenders are very popular, and the decoration is unique. The thick log style, lush flowers and plants, and wisterias hang all over the ceiling and walls. .

The little yellow chickens seem to have entered the Grand View Garden, looking at the surrounding decorations in novelty, the only one who has insight is Cheng Huang, she has been to the casino, and she is very calm at the moment.

But the prison cow was like a fish in water, and suddenly came to life, knocked on the bar, "Have a glass of signature wine."

The waiter first saw his horns, recognized him as a spirit beast, and was stunned, "Where's your master?" It's very common for spirit beasts to drink, but it's not uncommon for them not to follow their masters.

A gold coin rolled between the prisoner's fingers, "Here she is." He threw down the gold coin, and the waiter caught it firmly, without saying anything, pulled out the cork and began to mix the wine with ice cubes.

The prisoner cow turned his head and asked, "What do you drink?"

"juice."

"same as you."

Two kinds of answers sounded at the same time, the one who wanted to drink was the little yellow chicken, and the others drank juice.

The little yellow chicken said persistently, "I want to drink."

Prisoner Niu looked at the little yellow chicken seriously, "So it's you, drink! I'm treating you!"

"Let me treat you!" Cheng Huang puffed out her chest and revealed her small satchel. She is now the richest man in the spirit beast circle, so how could she be stingy.

The waiter poured out six glasses, the ice cubes fell into it with a crisp sound, and water droplets oozed from the walls of the glasses.

Prisoner Niu drank a glass, the familiar taste of alcohol lifted his spirits, and the comfort from the soul made him sigh, "Come again!"

The little yellow chicken looked at him and took a sip curiously. It was sour and sweet with fizz. So the alcohol is not so bad?He took small sips and quickly downed a glass.

Prisoner Niu drank three cups in a row, which was like a warm-up for him, and he was not afraid of another three barrels, but what's the point of just drinking, let's have some music to add to the fun.

When he became interested, he turned his head and asked the waiter, "Are there any musical instruments here?"

"There is a musical instrument brought back by the boss in the corner. You can play it a lot, but you can't play it well." The waiter said, "Would you like to try it?"

"Hmph, as long as it's a musical instrument, there's nothing I'm not good at." Prisoner Niu stood up, "Let me try the sound."

There is indeed a musical instrument in the corner, it is very large, with a graceful body and slender strings, it takes up more than half of the table.Prisoner Niu's finger brushed lightly, and Qing Yue's notes flowed out from under his hand, ding ding dong dong, attracting most people's attention.

Without him, the sound is as crisp as the first twitter in the mountains, with the smell of wind and leaves, it's not as fresh as being in a tavern.

"So-so." After plucking the strings, Prisoner Niu was not very satisfied with the timbre of this harp, and could barely play it.

"Woohoo~ Come one, come one!" The people in the tavern booed.

Sure enough, the prisoner cow sat in front of the harp, stretched out his hands, and began to move as if passing through flowers and brushing willows. Along with the melodious music, his deep voice also sang.

He sang a long-popular bard about a prince who fell in love with a girl by the river, but the girl didn't like him, so the prince could only leave sadly.Prisoner Niu's voice was low and gentle, and the girls in the tavern were all staring at him.

The singing sound penetrated the walls and even attracted the passing guests. They leaned to the window and listened to it fascinatedly.

At the end of the song, Prisoner Niu bowed gracefully, put down the harp and returned to the bar.

"How is my playing?" Facing the burning gaze behind him, Prisoner asked calmly.

"The playing is not bad, why do they act like they haven't seen it before?" Cheng Huang was very puzzled. "Even if the little yellow chicken stood up and sang casually, it would be better than this."

Prison Bull's aura immediately broke, "How can this be compared? I learned it the day after tomorrow, and the little yellow chicken is called a natural skill!" I still work harder when it comes to it.

Hearing the praise, the little yellow chicken immediately puffed out his chest, ready to play a song of Phoenix Qingming, but then a shadow blocked him, "I bought this gentleman's bill."

The tangy perfume smell is strong but not pungent, full of hormones.

The long golden wavy hair swept across the beautiful arc, and the woman approached the bar with a smile, "That's what this gentleman calls you?"

"I'm not sir." The prisoner bull raised his eyes and showed his horns.

"The perfect curve," the woman brushed her fingers over the horns, "is simply a natural creation, beautiful."

"A beautiful lady is also a landscape." Prisoner Niu smiled, "It inspired me, and I thought of a new song." He did not know where to find a clarinet, and put it across his mouth, with a smile After blowing it, the unseen musical instrument quickly attracted the lady's attention.

The melody of the clarinet is brisk, like an elf jumping in the countryside, with natural vitality and agility, if used to praise a lady, it is appropriate.

At the end of the song, Prisoner Niu whispered, "Call me cow."

"cow." The lady's eyes dripped softly, "I don't know if you want to..."

"Sorry, I can't do it today. I'll take my younger siblings out to see the world." Prisoner Niu gently pushed her away, "Now I'm leaving."

With a full apology on his face, he scooped it up with his right hand, and five cute animals hung obediently on his arms, with their front paws lined up, reminding the lady that he was a spirit beast.

But what does it matter if it is a spirit beast?How many men are not as interesting as him!The lady stuffed a handkerchief into the prisoner's wrist, "I'll wait for you, right here."

Prisoner Niu didn't say anything, but the smile on his face said it all.

When they left the tavern, He Houhua, the little yellow chicken with a dazed expression on his face, tightened the prisoner's arm, "Doesn't she even care that you belong to a spirit beast?"

If I want to describe the feeling of the prisoner cow at this moment, it is that the wind has stopped and the rain has rested. Wherever I go, there will be bloody battles." Otherwise, how can I show my charm?

Cheng Huang was thoughtful, "Is it because you are attractive enough that they don't care about race?"

Prisoner Niu Xindao dew marriage, what is there to care about, if you care, there will be no him, okay?So he quickly replied, "Of course!"

After all, the prisoner cow is the son of a dragon.

The little yellow chicken who had been washed away was in a trance again, and by the time he realized it, he had been taken to the next destination.

Another tavern.

"Hey, are you going to spend a day in the tavern today?" Also, why is the prisoner cow that was just summoned so proficient at the address of the tavern?

"Casting the net widely and catching fish frequently is my policy."

The little yellow chicken had a cold face, "Go ahead, we'll be leaving in half a month anyway." When we return to St. Ann's College, there will be no taverns in a radius of ten miles. It depends on how you fish.

"Then I don't care! Run farther in the end." Prisoner Niu replied cheekily.

Prison cattle fully practiced the unity of knowledge and action, visited all the pubs at the fastest speed, and left countless legends.

"His brown eyes must be full of wine. Just looking at me, I'm willing to drown in it...What kind of rumors are these?" Wei An looked at the news he had inquired, "There are also prisoner cattle, Why did you leave my address!" The love letters, handkerchiefs, and flowers almost flooded the front desk of the hotel!

"I'll live with you, so I can only keep your address for my belongings." Prisoner Niu replied.

"I really want to close your little black house..." Wei An restrained his impulse, "Don't give me my address anymore." Fortunately, I don't live here for long. If I stay here for a long time, Wei An feels that sooner or later my name will spread far and wide. thing.

"Okay, but I don't care about the address I left before!"

Wei An felt a pain in the head, "I will tell the shopkeeper that the owner of this address is already on the road." But now she wants to send the prisoner cattle on the road.

Restraining his devilish impulse, Wei An asked, "Hey, where's the little yellow chicken? Where did he go? It's almost dark." After dark, the night market is no fun, so why does he go out?

"I don't know? He said to go out and buy something..." Wen Yu replied.

"Then I'll look for him." Wei An put on a robe, and went out to look for the little yellow chicken.

Before going out, the little yellow chicken said to go shopping in the West Market. The West Market is still far away from the hotel. When Wei An went downstairs and turned into an alley, another black shadow hurriedly bumped into her and stuffed it into her hand. Something, whispered, "Come with me."

A finger-sized yellow fluff lay on the palm of her hand.