Evil Spiritist

The panda family originally had three heirs. If we look at the order of seniority, the heir should be the eldest, and he can't get close to Xiong Maobianer, who is the third eldest. If you pinch too hard, you will lose both if you are not careful. Now that you can't take care of yourself, how can you be the king of the panda clan for the disabled?

So as a result of their fight, Xiong Mao became the only child with the right to inherit.

Wang Du is very old, and he can't spread the seeds to lay eggs, but now he is much calmer than the impatient ministers, "Xiong Mao is a good boy, we will have a future if we get him back, you are all around the house. Useless."

"Yes, the king is right."

As long as there is a future, there is hope, and the blood of the royal family cannot be broken.

"Ah-choo—" Xiong Mao rubbed his nose, and pushed away Si Lang who crawled up to his back to touch his fur, "Don't get so close, you smell too wolfish, it's bad."

"What! The kitten is too much, I'm a man!" Si Lang silently returned to his exclusive place - the boss's shoulder, pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, and rubbed the head of the boss Yan, "We like this Can going down really attract the Lich Clan?"

"Of course it's possible." The adult version of Long Chensi grinned, "We didn't hide anything during this journey, and we live in places that are easy to attack and difficult to defend, so it's hard for them to hold back all the way and dare not come out. "Too cowardly.

Why were you so courageous when you sent people to chase them down?

"They didn't know anything at the beginning, thinking that only Dad was capable of fighting, and we were all worthless." It turned out that the most useless members of the family were actually men, and their younger ones were all weapons of mass destruction.

What the lich clan is afraid of now is the adult version of Long Chensi. No matter how hard he can hide his dragon pressure, there is no way around it. The dragon is too mysterious, and it is said that it is one of the strongest races in the whole continent.

All the attention was focused on Long Chensi, but they didn't pay attention to Xiong Mao's species, so they didn't know that their biggest rival was actually Slater, the nemesis of the night, Light Wing, who had been sticking to Situ Tian all the time.

"What to do, when to do it."

"Cold salad, send a few out first, and find a way to lure the dragon away."

"How can this dragon be lured?" De Ling's lich almost wanted to cry.

"At night, make some noise."

"This, okay."

If it's okay, it's worth it. They've given up everything and fought their backs.It can only succeed, if it fails, then the painstaking efforts of the entire Lich Clan for many years will be in vain.

Both sides order duck pears, and the pressure on Situ Tian's side comes from the little one he loved the most before, "The route we are taking now is actually..."

"Well, it leads to my residence." Slater didn't intend to hide it from him.

He believed that he was his man, so he naturally wanted to protect him. Although his territory was a little noisy, it was absolutely safe and there were no hidden dangers.

The six members of their family have been drifting away for too many years, and it is time for them to settle down and live a stable life for a few days.

"How many chances have you saved to speak the spirit?" Light Wing Slater naturally knew the man's ability, and also knew how many times the man had used this seemingly defying but useless ability to protect their family.

Guangyi is arrogant and glamorous, but he has already admitted the existence of the other four in his family from the bottom of his heart.

The relationship has not been cultivated in vain over the years.

"One more time." Recently, there is no chance to cook, so Situ Tian can only try to save the last chance for emergencies.

"Keep to protect yourself."

"Ah good."

It turned out that they were heading towards Bishop Guangming, Slater's territory, I don't know what it will look like, maybe there are...pure white everywhere?

For some reason, Situ Tian felt that white was the most suitable for Slater.

As a result, the closer he got to the Guangming Cathedral, the more frightened Situ Tian became, "Why are there wars everywhere here! Don't you care about Slater?"

What on earth does Lightwing eat?

"It's nothing, they're like this." Withdrew his wings, Slater put his arms around the man's shoulders, his face pale, "The Bright people are so belligerent, they have been fighting against the dark night for decades, and never stopped."

"Eh..." This is too good to fight.

Xiong Mao and the others were also extremely ashamed, "Ordinary people can fight better than our special races, why do they suddenly feel that they are weak?"

Are all those who believe in Slater so crazy?

"Yan qaq, actually Slater belongs to a cult."

"Probably not." Yan patted the little wolf's furry head and whispered, "We're almost at Slater's house."

Sure enough, Si Lang's attention was diverted in an instant, "Hey? We're almost at the house of that boy Slater, hehe, Slater's home is our home, I'm still an older brother, I don't know what kind of place it will be .”

Family or something is obviously more powerful than my brother is actually a cult.

Light Wing Slater has never officially shown his face in front of members of the Guangming Clan. However, there are too many brain-dead fans, and he can tell who is his adult just by his breath, so they have really received countless attentions along the way.

Everyone looked eagerly, knelt down, and they were fighting harder, and those who were cursing were harder, it was like a chicken blood.

Then they arrived at the legendary Slater's house...now in ruins==.

"Um..." Except for Slater, the group was a little confused.

"I'm sorry, Lord Guangyi, we have prepared another residence." During the war yesterday, we accidentally fired a cannon into the wrong place, and the leader said a little embarrassedly, his face flushed with embarrassment, "Master, it's rare for you to come back, We will definitely win this time.”

"Hmm." Slater nodded. On the one hand, he came back this time to give the man a home, and on the other hand, he was preparing for the seemingly endless battle on this continent.

But now let's find a place to rest, he has more than one place to rest, "Let's change the place ourselves, and you stay here."

"Yes, yes!" Ahh, Lord Guangyi spoke to me, oh my god, I suddenly felt full of strength, and I could definitely beat the dark night!

Did the war end so easily? Even Slater was not sure.

The night gradually enveloped, and their family lived in a temporary small guest house. It was rare that Slater didn't pester his father, but went somewhere. Long Chensi and Si Lang were not there, and he seemed to go to pee.

Xiong Mao is playing chess with a man, which is a new small entertainment on this continent. Situ Tian is also talented and learned, so naturally he can't play against the "old and cunning" panda son.

"You lost again."

"Ah, what about letting me have three sons?" The novice Situ Tian was very depressed. No matter how many games he played, he would lose without any suspense. His son is too good, and the pressure of being a father is full. "No, do it again."

"Don't come, it's late, go to bed early." Maybe there will be something to do tomorrow.

"Okay." Situ Tian also agreed. He was a little sleepy, so he stood up and stretched, only to realize, "Eh? Why are you alone in Yan?"

The taciturn boss walked towards him, with a rare look of anxiety on his face, "The little wolf is gone."