The strongest animal trainer in the universe

The groggy He Jiu always kept that busy and hasty appearance during the few days when he didn't talk to anyone.

No one except Huan Delga could see that He Jiu was different from the past.

Everyone thought it was normal for He Jiu to be so busy, but all the people around He Jiu never thought about it...

Normal people, who would treat themselves like a machine, soliciting unlimited responsibilities that they don't have to bear.

Packaging himself into what others need, only when he stood in front of the strange beast and Hui Zui did He Jiu breathe again.

"Isn't it very busy recently?"

He Jiu smiled brightly at Hui Zui, and easily picked up the vegetables and put them into Hui Zui's bowl.

"kindness."

Hui Zui, who was eating with his head down, answered He Jiu's gentle question.

Indulging in He Jiu's burning eyes, Hui feels comfortable and happy every moment he can get along with He Jiu.

"As long as there is no major battle, you can relax yourself a little. Really, you always want to lighten your burden, but you are always tossing yourself."

He Jiu put down the chopsticks in his hand, pursed his lips with a look of questioning and reproach.

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

"Thanks to you, things in the school and the headquarters of the Alien Association have been going very smoothly recently. It seems that the military contract is not very troublesome~ I said, if there is a chance, I will finish it with you The agreement. Can you also put down your work for a while and elope with me?"

Putting his hands on his chin, He Jiu smirked and teased Hui Zui.

"...elope...to where?"

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Hui most directly skipped the difficult premise of putting down work and asking questions.

He Jiu frowned slightly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Go wherever you want. There is no imperial army, and there is no alien society...just the two of us. It's best to go somewhere where no one in the world can find it."

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

Hearing He Jiu's Arabian Nights, Hui Zui sighed helplessly.

"The forest...they will still be found in the forest."

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

He Jiu, who has lost his desire to eat, has been paying attention to red things recently.

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

Seeing that He Jiu stuffed the pepper into his mouth and ate it with displeasure.

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

"What? Tea is given to people after dinner...Are you afraid that I will choke?..."

He bullied Hui most with his habitual mouth, but he still couldn't hide the sweet smile on his lips when he looked down at the teacup He Jiu in his hand.

Wash the taste of vegetables in your mouth with sweet tea.

The tea, which was originally tasteless, seemed to have been put with too much honey because of the relationship between the two.

After drinking the tea, he glared at Hui angrily like a spoiled child.

If He Jiu's personality can be summed up...

That is more than a tangle.

Compared with the perfect He Jiu in front of others, the unkempt and noisy He Jiu is the original appearance.

In order to live, everyone wears a mask.

The truth hidden behind the mask often has flaws that cannot be revealed.

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

And once it's on the right track, with the rudimentary Alien Venerable Association, there is actually no need for He Jiu to be distracted all day long.

That day, he and Huan Delgar broke through the demons in his heart.

He Jiu always intentionally or unintentionally avoids meeting Huandelga and Ruolan.

So I spent more time and energy to adjust my own wine.

Ability is also advancing by leaps and bounds.

Standing in the training room of the general's mansion, He Jiu was wearing a neat black shirt and waving the whip in his hand.

The crackling sound was clear and crisp.

On this day, He Jiu stayed in the practice room as usual, waving his whip.

Already sweating profusely, he cut off his long, fluffy and obstructive hair early on.

Hold the ground with your palms and perform a light flip.

The long and heavy whip is like an artist's satin in He Jiu's hands.

Watching the whips curling up in various arcs left scorching marks on the huge wall.

"lady……"

Luo Er, who was standing in the corner, looked at He Jiu who didn't stop for a moment, and couldn't help but yelled worriedly.

"Snapped!"

The one who answered Luo Er was He Jiu's sharp long whip.

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

He Jiu, who naturally ignored everything around him, completely focused on nothing else.

"It's been six hours... I don't eat or drink... Madam's health is not good..."

Luo Er, who watched He Jiu desperately, was full of anxiety.

Gao Dashen Ji An, who was approaching Luo Er, also stared at He Jiu who was constantly turning over, his brows tightened...

"lady."

Luo Er still held back for a long time and cried out very impatiently.

Since he walked into the range of He Jiu's attack, Luo Er never thought that He Jiu would not answer him, and even whipped the long whip at him with his backhand.

Unprepared, Luo Er stared, seeing that the whip was about to sweep his face.

"Owner!"

The white robe fluttered, and An unexpectedly took He Jiu's whip for Luoer's life.

In an instant, blood spattered everywhere.

On the long whip with barbs, He Jiu's fire ability was penetrated.

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

But compared to calm water and safe wood, the ability of the fire element always has a little impulsiveness.

He Jiu stood five meters away and stared blankly at An, who had been beaten by him and fell to his knees.

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

Even the Changshengmen who are used to being cold, An Ye immediately seeped sweat from his forehead.

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

The power of immortality slowly relieved the unspeakable pain.

He Jiu panted slightly, walked a few steps before throwing away the whip in his hand and squatting in front of An.

"..."

"Master, it's okay."

Seeing He Jiu's expression full of entanglement and guilt, he didn't wait for He Jiu to speak.

It doesn't matter if he said cleanly.

"Next time, don't risk yourself like this."

Facing the problems arising from his mistakes, He Jiu could only say this.

Neither reproach nor consolation.

Luo Er was grateful for helping him secretly, but at the same time felt vaguely uneasy.

"Madam, if that competition is too difficult, it's fine if you don't go. You don't eat or drink water. I really..."

He was still supporting An in his hand, but his worried eyes fell on He Jiu.

He Jiu nodded upon hearing Luo Er's words but did not look into Luo Er's eyes.

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

Luo Er watched He Jiu stand up slowly, and his lean arms were also stretched because of the high-intensity exercise.

He Jiu, who has a completely different momentum now, if he hadn't become more and more silent recently...

Perhaps Lore and the others may not be able to perceive the difference in Hejiu.

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

After closing his eyes and trying to calm down, he opened them again.

He Jiu looked at himself in the mirror with beautiful lines, his clean and neat face should have been ordinary, but now it became so feminine and charming.

Feeling dizzy for a while, He Jiu leaned his back against the wall and saw his own eyes stained with blood in the mirror.

Shaking his head, He Jiu swallowed nervously.

After clarifying his thoughts again, he looked into his eyes to make sure there was nothing strange, and then he immediately let go of the inexplicable fear.

Get out of the bathroom and get dressed.

Sitting in a huge dining room and dining alone.

After making that decision that many people could not understand, He Jiu spent time improving his strength.

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

"Ma'am, I have a visitor to see you."

He Jiu was stunned for a moment when the maid's announcement sounded in his ear, but he couldn't figure out who would be here at this time.

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

Without asking the name of the visitor, He Jiu put down the chopsticks in his hand and went to the living room after tidying up.

The person sitting on the large sofa is none other than the white-haired Phantom Delga with complicated emotions.

The master and apprentice looked at each other silently for a while.

"Master."

He Jiu said a few words lightly, and Huan Delga gave a gracious acknowledgment.

Slowly walk to the opposite of Fandelga and sit down.

An inescapable embarrassment condensed in the air.

"I'm here... just to ask how you've been doing these days?"

"Fortunately, it's still far from death."

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

In just two lines of dialogue, after all, it is the master and apprentice who are familiar with each other.

Unfortunately, Delga didn't want to give He Jiu a good face when he came this time.

But after hearing He Jiu's meaning and knowing that He Jiu was in a low mood, Huandelga couldn't bear to treat He Jiu coldly.

"Master, little guy... how is it with you?"

He Jiu only knew from Huandelga's angry words 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."

"Well... it must be appropriate to put the small things where the master is."

He Jiu didn't seem to have thought about taking the little thing out of Magic Delga and getting it back.

Fandelga also pursed his lips seriously and spoke emotionally for a long time.

"You made it yourself, it's a little life after all. Just entrust it like this, are you willing?..."

He Jiu laughed when he heard what Master said.

"Master, I'm busy with training. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of the little things if I leave them by my side now."

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

"Of course I can, but it's not necessary to control them every day. In the future, I won't be able to control those who take care of them forever."

"So?... Rather than suddenly in the future, why not let them get used to it earlier?"

Hearing the obvious anger of the master, He Jiu glanced at Huandelga and nodded silently, not intending to refute.

Seeing that He Jiu didn't reflect on himself at all, Huan Delga gradually felt a sense of hatred that iron can't be made into steel.

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

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

If we say that there will be some confusion and loss on the road of pursuing ideals...

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

Volume [-] Beast Control Battle Volume [-] [Occupational Chapter]