Little Demon Practice Record

It was already late at night, Meng Huai and Fang Fei simply cleaned up, and the two began to look for a convenient place to sleep.

Meng Huai asked Fang Fei that the training of the Qingfeng Army Reserve Army was almost over: "I haven't seen you much."

Fang Fei said: "I have been hiding behind, and I don't dare to speak much."

Meng Huai laughed and said, "It's okay, let's have a good chat later, by the way, are you a human race?"

Fang Fei thought for a while and said, "No, I'm from the Qingxuanniao family."

Meng Huai groaned, as if recalling something.

Fang Fei looked at Meng Huai and said, "Is my sister from the human race? Could it be the Meng Huai who knows healing spells."

Meng Huai raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not that famous."

Unexpectedly, Fang Fei was very excited and said: "I often heard your name, Sister Huai, during training, but I never thought I would really know you."

Meng Huai was a little speechless and said: "There are only more than 50 reserve troops in total. They will look familiar anyway. Well, we are considered acquaintances. If someone bullies you again, let me help you deal with him."

Meng Huai hummed hard.

Meng Huai walked, suddenly stopped and said: "I thought of the purpose of this ink pigeon!"

Fang Fei asked, "What? For whom?"

Meng Huai laughed and said, "Give it to a guy who is as stupid as you."

Fang Fei frowned in embarrassment.

Meng Huai said to Fang Fei: "Accompany me to a place tomorrow, find that little idiot, see if he can do it, and then we will go back."

Fang Fei hummed again.

Meng Huai said with a smile, "Don't keep talking, talk too."

Fang Fei said with some embarrassment: "I don't know what to say."

Meng Huai sighed, what a silly girl.

Fang Fei blushed even more and lowered her head.

At night, Chongsan struggled all day, but he still didn't catch a black pigeon. Chongsan also found that the darker the night, the ink pigeons were seen less and less. Chongsan was a little worried in his heart, whether the black pigeons would have been caught by others It's over, thinking of this, Chong San couldn't even eat dry food, a deep sense of frustration rose from his heart, no, we can't admit defeat so early.

So, Chong San decided not to sleep tonight, planning to set a trap.

Chong San briefly thought about it. With his skill, without Lin Mu's cultivation and kung fu, it is too difficult to catch ink pigeons with bare hands like Lin Mu. Generally speaking, it is still necessary to outsmart.

Chong San found a nearby creek, spread out an open space around the creek, and sprinkled some dry food in his bag on it. Arranged in a circle around the dry food, and simply formed a formation, Chong San was very satisfied after looking at it, although it was a bit crude, it was still usable.

The plan that Chongsan arranged in his mind was like this: black pigeons sleep very little, and they can fly even at night and eat. Those hungry black pigeons are attracted by the dry food and fly to the center of this stone circle, squatting on the side. Chong San immediately activated the spell. Those stones were washed by the stream all year round, and they were born with a bit of water aura. Using the water method book to form a water column is very fast, and can be quickly compiled into a water prison, which can surround the ink pigeon in an instant. Really! A seamless plan.

So, Chong San sprinkled a little dry food in the middle of the stone, squatted behind a small bush not far away and stared at it, but the reality is often not as satisfactory as imagined, Chong San waited until the middle of the night, in the Squatting on the sidelines and yawning, I almost fell asleep, and I didn't see a black pigeon, let alone a black pigeon, not even a living thing.

Chong San was silently anxious, but there was nothing he could do but wait. The night was not as bright as the day, only the moon shone down very coldly. Chong San had some self-doubts. Mo Ge should not sleep at night. , or Moge is caught by someone, no, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down.

Chongsan shook his head, sorted out the distracting thoughts of the alarm clock, and muttered in his heart, waiting, waiting, waiting.

I don’t know if it’s because the heavens are so kind or because there is a bit of luck in the three lives of worms. When a black pigeon flew by, it landed and came to the creek in one jump.

Chongsan's eyes lit up, and he regained his energy in an instant, staring intently.

The black pigeon jumped up and down, but it forcibly avoided the trap of Chongsan's dry food crumbs, and came to the stream to drink water with its head lowered and higher.

The black pigeon looked up vigilantly at the edge of the stream, checked its surroundings, and then lowered its head to drink the water after confirming its safety.

Chong San looked anxious, and the black pigeon kept wandering by the stream, but it never got into Chong San's trap.

Chong Sanzhi held back his desire to shout, and told himself in his heart, calm down, calm down, the critical moment, calm down, calm down.

The black pigeon finally jumped around the breadcrumbs of Chongsan, stared at it for a while, as if to see if there was something strange, Chongsan's heart gradually lifted, and the hand holding the kyanite was slowly raised , who would have thought that the black pigeon would jump to the side after looking at it for a while, and Chongsan held back his throbbing veins, lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

The black pigeon went to the stream, dipped its mouth in water, trimmed its feathers, shook it a few times, and was about to spread its wings to fly.

At this moment, Chong San's heart skipped a beat, it's not good!This ink pigeon is about to fly, no matter what!

I saw blue light coming out of Chongsan's hand quickly, the black pigeon that was preparing to spread its wings, the water in the stream in front of it suddenly rushed towards the black pigeon in the shape of an octopus.

The ink pigeon was frightened and panicked for a moment, shaking its wings violently and eager to fly upwards, but the water entangled the ink pigeon but was shattered by the ink pigeon's wings, and it was constantly flying upwards.

Chongsan was very focused, staring at the ink pigeon, controlling the water flow, seeing that the ink pigeon broke free, but panicked for half a step because of the water flow, and was a little joking for a while, Chongsan saw the timing, and then another jet of water pressed against it. Then go up, hold down the ink pigeon, and then wrap the ink pigeon tightly.

The ink pigeon kept flapping its wings, but it couldn't shake the fine water curtain. The water curtain gradually became a circle, wrapping the ink pigeon to form a vacuum water ball in the middle. Chong San walked over slowly and took the ink pigeon Tie it up with a rope, the ink pigeon tossed and splashed the water on Chong San's face, after Chong San tied up the ink pigeon and put it in the bag, Chong San stayed in place with a dull expression.

I did it? !I actually did it? !Even Chongsan himself was a bit unbelievable. After a long time, Chongsan gradually recovered, feeling that he had been tossed too hard by the ink pigeons this day, and now he was finally healed. Taking a deep breath, he found a place and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until dawn, Chong San slowly opened his eyes, and there was a stream in front of him, Chong San thought about where he was?

Chong San slowly recalled what happened yesterday, assessment, catching ink pigeons?Ink Pigeon!

Chong San hurriedly got up and opened the bag, and found that the black pigeon was still obediently bundled in the bag, rolling its eyes at Chong San, making cooing sounds from time to time.

Chong San instantly relaxed, stretched a big lazy waist, and slowly wanted to pack his bags and prepare to leave. Finally, he caught Mo Ge, so he didn’t need to go back. When he met Lin Mu in a while, he wanted to let him see it, too. Those who can catch ink pigeons, hum.

Chong San just kept packing things while giggling like this, and waited for half an hour before Chong San tidied up, and slowly started to walk outside, before walking a few steps, he heard a soft voice calling: "Chong San."

Zong Sanxun looked around, and there were two young girls not far away, talking and smiling very brightly, the person in front was Meng Huai, and the one following Meng Huai was a thin and beautiful girl.

Chong San was very happy to see Meng Huai, walked up to Meng Huai and shouted: "Sister Meng Huai, good morning, did you catch Mo Ge?"

Meng Huai looked at Chongsan and said, "Of course, it's not like you haven't seen my spells before. Although it's not particularly powerful, it's easy to catch a black pigeon."

Chong San said, sister Meng Huai: "Your level of bragging is about the same as mine."

Meng Huai laughed a few times and said, "Okay, how about you, how are you doing, did you catch the ink pigeon?"

Chong San laughed proudly and said: "I caught it, I was exhausted last night, so Chong San told Meng Huai exactly how he caught Mo Ge last night."

Meng Huai looked at Chongsan meaningfully and said, "I didn't expect you to be a bit lucky."

Chong San hurriedly emphasized: "It's strength, it's strength."

Meng Huai replied: "Well, well, it's strength, it's strength."

Chong San suddenly looked at the little girl behind Meng Huai, and asked with some doubts, "Who is she?"

Meng Huai stepped back and walked to Fang Fei, patted Fang Fei on the shoulder, and said to Chong San: "The sister I met last night is very nice, let's get to know her."

Fangfei put her head down, not daring to look directly at Chongsan, and whispered: "Hi, my name is Fangfei, from the Qingxuanniao family."

Chong San stared at it curiously and said, "Hi, my name is Chong San, and I belong to the Yu family. I haven't seen a Qingxuan bird yet."

Fang Fei blushed a little from being stared at by Chong San.

Meng Huai smiled and said, "Okay, don't stare at my sister all the time, I'm too shy, let's have a good chat after we get to know each other well."

Chong San said in a loud voice, "Okay."

Meng Huai remembered what he said: "By the way, I thought you were too weak to catch ink pigeons, so I brought you one specially to see if I treat you well and miss you all the time."

Chong San was a little moved and said: "Thank you, Sister Huai, but I am also very capable."

Meng Huai said, "Yes, yes, Chong San is the most capable."

Chong San then asked: "Then what about the black pigeon?"

Meng Huai turned around and asked Fang Fei, "Sister, what do you think should be done?"

Fang Fei lowered her head and said, "I don't have any ideas...just my sister decides."

Meng Huai said: "Then let it go, that's right, I left a red string on the left foot of this ink pigeon, and leave it to other Qingfeng army reserve troops, let them earn their own life and death, let's see Who's luckier."

Chongsan nodded and said, "Sister Meng Huai is such a petty thinker."

Speaking of this, Meng Huai quickly untied the rope, and the black pigeon quickly flapped its wings and flew up, as if it wanted to fly away immediately. It flew extremely fast. The black pigeon first flew to a nearby tree, and then After a while, he spread his wings and flew into the sky.