How to be a successful magic pet

The fact that Panda King replaced the Beast God was finally passed on by Lord Charman to the emperor of the Mamun Empire, the lion clan orc Alexander IV.Even if it is fake news, this kind of change of the main god will affect people's hearts. Alexander had heard the story of his wife's nephew being molested by the terrible monster Fat King, and when he saw this letter, he couldn't believe it was true. He severely reprimanded the messenger on the spot.

When there was no one around, he took the letter and entered the Queen's room again, discussing quietly: "Could it be that Charman has really become a pervert who likes monsters? I can't trust that notorious Panda The king will become the successor of the beast god!"

The queen's well-maintained delicate and fair face twitched a few times, and a little pointed corner was exposed in the long hair coiled into a palace style, like a smooth and delicate headdress.These days, because of the rumors about her nephew, she hadn't thought about sharpening her horns for a few days, but now she heard the emperor say such unpleasant words, she burst into anger, tilted her head and pushed her husband under the bed .

Alexander IV dared not speak out, and changed his seat on a soft stool.The queen straightened her hair, took a look at the letter, and snorted coldly: "If your majesty doesn't believe it, ask someone to check if there is any change in the beast temple. Even if the god falls, the temple is still there, and ask someone to go to several temples in the imperial capital." Take a look, don't you know that what Charman said is true, or that Fat King himself sent someone to re-engrav the statue to deceive my silly nephew and His Majesty?"

Alexander touched the fiery red marks on his face, and quickly praised the queen's far-sightedness and wisdom, and asked the personal servant to check whether there were any changes in the statues in the capital and several surrounding towns.

The lifespan of the orcs is a little more than double that of humans, but they are not like the elves and dragons that can exist for a long time regardless of time. The majestic and majestic temples thousands of years ago have long since been washed away by wind and rain.The main halls of many temples are protected by the remaining divine power and the magic circles set up when the temples were built, and have not completely collapsed. However, the animal saint Peter and the statues of the gods with human bodies and animal heads in the temples that have stood for many years in the temples have disappeared and are broken. Among the stone dust, there was only a ferocious, protruding bear standing.

This is the case in more than one temple. When the Mammon Empire was at its peak, a large number of animal temples were built. The loyal servant inspected at least a dozen of them before going back to report. A sketch of the statue was shown to the emperor and empress.

There are no traces of entry and exit in the temple, but the old statues have all disappeared, replaced by the ferocious statue of Fat Dawang. These are not things that orcs can do, it must be a miracle!

With these portraits and the testimony of the servant himself, Alexander couldn't help but not believe it.The queen was more happy and worry-free than him. After rolling up the portrait, she asked someone to find the emperor's cousin, the Duke of Wilson, and asked him to take someone to the St. Peter's Hill to find out the matter. The appearance of Dawangshen.

Alexander said indignantly, "How could my younger brother be delivered to that obscene fat king..."

The queen touched the newly polished ox horns, her upper eyelids drooped slightly, and the eyelashes glistened, and she glanced at her husband: "My nephew Count Charmaine has been staying at the foot of Mount St. Peter for three years. No noble lady is willing to marry him yet!"

The queen stiffened a little, and Alexander IV softened immediately, put away the portrait with a smile on his face like all the fearful lions, and nodded repeatedly: "Wilson is not young anymore, and he hasn't done any serious business these years. I have long disliked him. Tomorrow I will assign a team of guards to him and let him go to Mount St. Peter to meet the new Beast God."

Duke Wilson, who was still taking a nap at home, was assigned this task of worshiping the gods without knowing anything. After receiving the emperor's order, the butler lifted his master from the bed, changed into clothes and packed them to the chief guard.

The orc army hurried to the St. Peter's region, but their interviewees were still studying the issue of food.Winchester took a square thick-backed kitchen knife and chopped the elanda ribs on the tree stump, and commented very professionally: "It is also very easy to use, but the feel is not the same as that of ordinary kitchen knives. The center of gravity is a bit forward. The way it is done has to change.”

Ye Chi squatted beside the hearth to add firewood to the fire, and practiced the Taoism of transforming the essence of the five elements by the way, turning the wood element essence on the firewood into flames, and turning the excess fire essence into soil to strengthen the hearth.

What is steamed on the stove is a small round-grained grain similar to rice. It is not as smooth as rice, but the taste is the most similar.All these years, Ye Chi has only eaten bamboo and barbecue. When the conditions are good, the staple food is only pasta and beans. A meal of rice, even if the taste is rough, is enough to satisfy him.And there is also a silver dragon who is good at cooking meat. It cooks all kinds of stews and barbecues in different ways every day. Even vegetarian food can be as delicious as meat. With hot rice, eating three bowls in one meal is not enough. That's a lot...

Why do you feel so sad when you weigh yourself even though you don't eat much?

Ye Chi stood on the special large meat scale, trying hard to suck his stomach, making his waistline smaller and smaller, but the number on the scale still slipped from [-] to [-]kg little by little.

More than 200 catties! ! !

Obviously, he only weighed less than twenty catties in the Duke's house before, so he doesn't need to live in the pet room in the backyard with Miss Rose!He pinched the soft meat on his belly that could no longer be put away, and looked hard at the big meal on the table that hadn't been put away, but he couldn't say the word "diet" no matter what.But he also does a lot of exercise. He has to climb trees every day when he practices, and usually rides a wolf to patrol the mountains...

Do you want to change riding a wolf into walking?No way, these short legs are too slow, incomparable to Yanlang's long legs. When he has time to patrol the mountains, he still has to practice, refine weapons, draw symbols, eat... he can't eat any more.Ye Chi slowly rubbed his soft belly, then retracted it again, ran his hands across his waist, and with a thought, the originally protruding round abdomen flattened, and the waistline on both sides became neat and inward. The outline of the muscles is also shown from under the thick fur.Thinking about it again, the stubby and chubby limbs also stretched into the shape of human legs, and the number on the scale shrank by a quarter, and finally fell into an acceptable range.

But can a panda with a fat head, big ears and a thick neck but a tall human figure really be able to see it?

Turning his eyes back from the numbers, Ye Chi couldn't help shivering, and put some wax on his current image.Losing weight is not like this. When I become a human, I will lose a lot of weight immediately—this fur and the big head of the panda are weighing me down.He resolutely changed back to the appearance of a giant panda, and then his body became smaller and smaller. After reaching a critical point, his neck became shorter, and his cheeks also retreated from 16:9 to 4:3, and gradually moved closer to a perfect circle.

The part showing the numbers is getting farther and farther away, and his hind legs are getting shorter and shorter, from squatting to sitting with his back legs stretched out and his front legs on the ground.And the number on the scale also returned from the shocking 100 to the 10 kilograms that he had been afraid to exceed.

Winchester picked up the little panda, which was no higher than his forearm, from the side, lowered his head and rubbed the soft down on his head, and lifted the bear's back with his right hand into the air: "It's been a long time since I saw you like this , I still get used to it like this. I saw you suddenly grow so big that day, it was like a different monster, and I had nowhere to start when I hugged you."

Ye Chi stretched out his paws and pressed Yinlong's face, carefully recalling the time when he saw him after re-forming the alchemy...then he hugged him with one hand, didn't he see where he couldn't do it?

Being small also has its advantages, it doesn’t take up space and doesn’t weigh the scales, and it won’t delay things if you go in and out with Xiaohong on your back, but it’s not dignified enough.Ye Chi licked the tip of his nose, straightened Yinlong's face, and looked at the image of himself that could be held up with one hand in his bright eyes.

Winchester scratched his chin, lifted the squinted-eyed little panda to his shoulder, and comforted him with a smile: "I'll change back to my original shape and carry you on my back. Wouldn't it be more majestic than riding on a Yanlang? I have to follow you around every day, I don’t have time to practice your skills, and now I can’t transform into a human form, which is much lower than other monsters.”

It's not bad to pretend to be a dragon, but it's inconvenient to do so when you're on the mountain.

St. Peter's Mountain is not a place where dragons have been raised for thousands of years like Osius Mountain, and all animals are used to the dragon's prestige.There is a giant dragon on the mountain. These days, the monsters have their tails clamped tighter than usual, and they will not pass anything to him unless they are presented to him.Xiaohong was terrified of dragons as early as on Mount Osius, and lived three feet away from the dragon's lair. When walking with Winchester, her four legs could stir garlic, and she ran out scattered flowers when she was patrolling the mountain. , I don't want to come back at night.

If he changed from riding a flame wolf to a dragon in the future, wouldn't they be so frightened that they would have a nervous breakdown, and they would all lose their combat power before the people from the church attacked again?

Ye Chi pushed back the idea of ​​riding a dragon, and jumped down as soon as his legs stretched.Winchester still wanted to reach out to catch him, but the panda's body was not in free fall, but fell gently in the air like a feather, as if sitting on an invisible elevator at an even and slow speed.

After landing, he spun in a circle, stepped firmly on the bamboo floor with his two back feet, and patted his stomach proudly—should have patted his legs, but unfortunately his arms were too short to reach—raised his head to Winchester. Te laughed and said: "I can actually fly already, but when I fly for a long time, it's covered by wind and sand, covering the sky until it turns black. It doesn't look like a god, but more like a demon... a demon or something like that."

In the advanced knowledge of monsters, the method of driving the demon wind and demon cloud is written in detail, but after adding the word demon, naturally there is no sense of purity of the gods, the wind is black and the cloud is also black.If he was still an ordinary monster occupying mountains and being king, his appearance like this would have been majestic enough; but now that he has become a god, anyone who goes out without a halo of flowers will be regarded as not good enough, let alone go out in a sandstorm!

It's rare to be able to fly and still not be able to use it, and it's hard enough.

Winchester did not dislike him as a monster, and nodded deeply: "At the beginning, I thought you were like a monster devouring blood, but when I heard Silvester said that you were a god, I thought I was wrong. It should be that he and the Beast God got it wrong, who else in this world understands you better than me?"

Even though he raised such a small, non-magic beast to the point where he can eat it, he is also very satisfied with his current appearance. He doesn't want Ye Chi to grow too fast, go too far, or even go too far. Get away from yourself again.Winchester picked up the panda from the ground, and held it in his arms again, teasing him: "Anyway, no one saw it, so try to fly one, or I'll fly you into the air for a circle."

Just fly, just take it as a way to make the dragon happy.Ye Chi's paws were hooked to an exquisite robe studded with precious stones, and he stepped on the silver dragon's arm with his hind legs. He chanted a few incantations, and a dark cloud rose under his feet.

The sky above the head was also gradually stained with darkness, the surrounding woods were blown by the wind, and the roaring sound was blown, and the broken branches and leaves were swirling around, and the dark cloud was drifting with the strong wind, supporting the little panda up into the air. into the air.

Winchester raised his hand to block the wind and sand, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky filled with dark clouds, and finally understood what was going on with that "looking like a demon"—only in the legendary Land of the Dead would there be such a terrifying monster. Wind and sand, there will be undead creatures flying in such dark clouds and strong winds.

The monsters, monsters and ordinary beasts all over the mountain were blown so hard that they didn't dare to look up, and they all changed back to their original shapes and huddled in the leeward place, waiting for the gust of wind to pass.But at the foot of the mountain, there was an elf who had seen such a gloomy, windy, dark and cloudy scene in broad daylight, but accelerated his pace against the wind, and ran from the top of the tree to the top of the mountain as if walking on flat ground.

The upper half of his face was completely wrapped in the cloak, but below the collar was blown into the air by the wind, trembling in the wind like a paper kite, making people worry.But this seemingly slender and light body was moving very fast, the air resistance and wind force were nothing on his body, and the soft treetops supported his feet more firmly than the bluestone floor, allowing the elf to move fast against the wind , tried his best to climb to the place where Pang Da Wang lived before the thunder light fell.

As soon as Silvester stepped on the ground, he saw the silver dragon that was originally parked on the ground fly into the air with wings on its back, and Ye Chi's aura was far in the sky. I don't know the general location, but I can only see a strange low dark cloud from below.

The nine powerful lightning bolts from last time are still engraved in his mind, but this time the sky is darker than last time, and there is an ominous smell in the wind. I am afraid that he will experience that terrible lightning strike again.The elf took off his hood and looked at Winchester flying in the air, feeling a sense of crisis and a little sourness. Looking at the dark and terrifying sky, he finally couldn't help showing a little real ability.

He spoke the concise and beautiful ancient elf language, praying to the elemental elves of wind and water.The air gradually stagnated, the frantic wind element stopped according to his will, and the water vapor in the dark cloud also scattered in all directions. The elemental king who controlled the wind and water appeared in front of Silves, and waved his hand to contain the dark cloud on the top of the mountain. and squalls.

Ye Chi, who was enjoying the fun of flying autonomously while standing on the dark clouds, also felt this change.The surrounding wind gradually softened, and the dark clouds under my feet became thinner and thinner, and the ground could almost be seen through the cracks in the clouds.

Could it be that his Taoism is not enough, flying here is the limit?Ye Chi is not very sensitive to the elements, he only knows that his demonic skills can't go on, and he stimulates the demonic power to spread the wind, but no matter how he activates the demonic power, the wind and clouds created are like being sucked away by a vacuum cleaner. The sky is starting to light up!

Ye Chi was so anxious that his hair stood on end, he stepped on the edge of the clouds with his paws to see how high the ground could be.Before he could see anything else, this height immediately turned on the button of his fear of heights, and the whole bear immediately lay down, its claws hooked into the clouds, and it closed its eyes not daring to look again.

Winchester rubbed his face viciously, and managed to control the smile on his face before picking up the little panda and dropping it to the ground.

Silvester was still asking the two elemental spirits to drive away the two elements of wind and water. When he saw Winchester coming down with a fluffy round head, he asked Ye Chi where he was. Credit goes away.

Yinlong finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned his face to the side and laughed in a low voice.From the crook of his arm protruded a round and small panda face, the small pointed mouth was opened, and the black eyes that filled the entire eye sockets were slightly turned up, looking rather cute in a daze.Giant pandas still have a bit of domineering sideways feeling, after such a short time, even rolling their eyes is not cold enough.

Silvester's heart trembled violently like a plucked string, he chanted a spell to send the two elemental spirit kings away, pressed his chest with one hand and touched Ye Chi's soft ear with the other, and sighed softly : "How did it become so small? This is even cuter than when Fat Dawang was there, but such a small lump makes me feel embarrassed to do it."

The elves are born with a sensitive heart and abundant artistic cells. Before Ye Chi could accuse him of destroying his evil wind and cloud, he twirled the panda's soft and delicate paw pads because of its smaller size, and began to sing praises to himself just now. The credit for preventing the lightning from damaging the little panda.

Ye Chi complained and couldn't speak for an instant.

Silvester doesn't look like an elf in many ways, but when he sings poetry, he fully shows the talent of the elves. Even if he listens with prejudice like Ye Chi, he can't find any faults. He can only praise "this song is only It should be there in the sky, how many times can the world hear it."

He also took out a small harp from the space ring and sang while playing it, his voice was clear and melodious, and his five fingers moved like flying.The elf lowered her head slightly, her eyes were half-closed, and her expression was peaceful, reflecting the newly cleared sky, as if she wanted to blend into the picturesque scenery and music.

Ye Chi didn't understand a single sentence of those ancient and beautiful elf language, he just immersed himself in an ethereal and natural realm with the undulating tone and enunciation.The blood aura in the body gradually became lively and clear amidst the music, even the golden elixir was spinning slowly in the dantian, and the aura circulated round and round, and the divine consciousness that was originally limited to the mountain suddenly spread out.The grass, trees, birds, and beasts in the distance are as clear as before, and the movements of those monsters seem to be dozens of times slower. He can predict how they will move next just by watching the muscles swell.

The singing stopped abruptly, and the elf patted the strings as if remembering something, and asked Winchester with a frown: "Why are you so leisurely? I heard from the mountain that Emperor Mamun sent his hall My brother, Duke Wilson, is coming to attack this mountain with an army of 500 men!"

"What?" Ye Chi leaned half out of the dragon's arms in shock, his bright and round eyes widened: "Only 500 people?"

When I bought train tickets during Chinese New Year, there were not only a few people queuing up in one hall, okay?Is this really the scene of the Duke's battle?Or did the emperor hate his cousin and sent him here to die?