My pet owner is not simple [unlimited stream]

Qiu Yueyue shivered suddenly, woke up from the bed, panting uncontrollably.

She raised her hand blankly to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and suddenly noticed a huge figure by the window!

"Ah!" Qiu Yueyue subconsciously covered her mouth fiercely, covered her screams with her hands, and retreated to the corner of the wall repeatedly on the bed, until her back was pressed against the cold wall before she regained her sense of reason. , found that the "figure" by the window became thinner again.

It turned out that the window was not closed at night, and the slit by the window was slightly opened. The night wind penetrated through the slit and bulged the curtains. Under the dazzling eyes, it looked like a strong and strong man.

Qiu Yueyue climbed out of bed tremblingly, went to the living room to get a large glass of cold water, filled her stomach, and then breathed a sigh of relief as if she was alive again.

It's just that she seems to have forgotten something?

……

After sending Qiu Yueyue who was hiding in a hidden place home and erasing her related memories, Miao Rongrong found two traitors in a certain alley who had shrunk back to their original form due to serious injuries and lost their inner alchemy .

An owl in the left hand and a bald robin in the right. Miao Rongrong and Yan Jing, who was guarding the gate, briefly explained what happened, and hurried back, saying that they would call some people to deal with the situation. The enchantment thing.

Gu Zhoushan followed Huanfeng back to the hotel where they were before, lying on the window, basking in the moonlight.

The experience tonight had really exhausted him. The new scales were much tenderer than before. At this moment, they were already covered with scratches, and even a few lifted scales could be seen.However, these were shallow wounds, and Gu Zhoushan dodged the severe ones, or caught them with tough scales, without hurting any flesh and blood.

These are all battle medals!

Gu Zhoushan actually accepts this well. After all, after shedding a few times, these seemingly serious scars can no longer be found. They are all minor injuries, except for some lack of energy, the problem is not serious.

But Huan Feng...

Gu Zhoushan turned his head and looked at Huanfeng, who was half lying on his side in the shadow of the bedside and hadn't moved since he returned to the room, feeling weird in his heart.

Huan Feng froze at the bedside like a stone sculpture that could breathe, without any movement except for the ups and downs of breathing.

Even so, he still had a full sense of presence in the room.

Even at the far window, Gu Zhoushan seemed to hear Huanfeng's slightly heavy breathing clearly. In the regular and long rhythm, the room seemed a little hot for some reason, which made him a little restless.

Finally, after resting for a while and recovering some strength after absorbing Yuehua, Gu Zhoushan swam out of the window, walked to Huanfeng's feet, and climbed up along his legs.

Something is wrong, something is too wrong, usually when encountering such a situation, Huan Feng would have stretched out his arms to grab him from the ground to his arms, why would he wait for him to climb by himself!

Gu Zhoushan moved to Huanfeng's neck with some worry, and pushed his head against his cheek.

The moment Huan Feng opened his eyes, Gu Zhoushan felt in a trance that he saw a burst of bright blue light, accompanied by thunder that exploded in his ears.

Gu Zhoushan was still wondering whether what he saw was a hallucination or something else, so he froze in the air.

Huan Feng moved his head closer, breathed on his body, bringing a trace of domineering enthusiasm: "Sleepy?"

It seems to be a little sleepy.

But the problem is not this!

Gu Zhoushan opened his mouth, but he still hadn't learned how to make a sound in the prototype, so he rushed into the quilt quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the snow-white quilt bulged, and a young man with a fine-grained close-fitting shirt and a snow-white complexion but black hair like ink emerged from it.

Huan Feng looked at the person in front of him, his originally cold eyes became deeper and deeper.

Gu Zhoushan didn't notice the change in Huan Feng's expression, he just raised his round arm like a lotus root, stretched it out in front of Huan Feng, played with his hair, turned his face around, and pulled again. his collar.

Huan Feng couldn't maintain his posture immediately, he grabbed Gu Zhoushan's mischievous hand, and said in a low voice helplessly, "What are you doing?"

"Are you injured?" Gu Zhoushan wrinkled his serious face, his eyes were full of worry.

Huan Feng was silent for a while, and turned his face to the side, as if he didn't hear what Gu Zhoushan was saying.

Gu Zhoushan suddenly became anxious, and tried hard to break free from the wrist that was pinched by Huan Feng, but he didn't dare to use any force, for fear of hurting him, he hurriedly said: "Where are you hurt, let me see...don't keep talking Ah, I'm going to find Miao Rongrong, she must know how to heal the injury!"

"It's not serious. Don't worry." Huan Feng pressed Gu Zhoushan's hand firmly, and pressed his two cold little paws into his arms, adding emphasis, "Now, take a good rest."

Huan Feng closed his eyes, as if he was going to lie on the head of the bed and fall asleep.

Gu Zhoushan was short of breath, and there was nothing he could do with him. He pursed his mouth, and was about to listen to his words and lie down first, and then secretly checked him when he fell asleep.However, as soon as his eyes turned downward, he found the inner side of Huan Feng's sleeve, the arm that was slightly lifted up due to the friction of the fabric, clinging to black lines hidden inside.

"What... is it in your hand!" Gu Zhoushan's voice was raised a bit, his hands were bound and he couldn't move, so he opened his mouth directly, biting Huanfeng's sleeve and pulling it up.

Before Huan Feng could stop him, he let go of Gu Zhoushan's hand and covered his wrist.

But at this time, Gu Zhoushan had already seen clearly that his arm was covered with terrible cracks like a broken lens.

It was clearly human skin, but there were no flesh and blood wounds. Because the gaps in those strange cracks were too tight, it was impossible to see whether there was human flesh and blood underneath. I don't know why there was no blood flowing out.

But no matter from which angle you think about it, this will not be a good thing.

The twisted, insect-like cracks hurt Gu Zhoushan's eyes severely.

He bit his lip, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Huan Feng seemingly calmly pulled off his sleeves again, covering his arms, but sat up straight, facing Gu Zhoushan, raised his hands in the air for a few seconds, and then covered them in front of his eyes: "It's nothing. For serious things, it will be fine in two days."

"It's not serious!" Gu Zhoushan was speechless, his lips trembled twice, and he pulled Huanfeng's palm from his eyes, and a pair of round and red rabbit-like eyes looked straight into Huanfeng's. In my heart, "You, how did you get the thing in your hand, and how can you fix it? Why is it different from the usual injury? Does it hurt you?"

Gu Zhoushan asked a bunch of questions one after another, but Huan Feng didn't listen to any of them.

Huan Feng looked deeply into Gu Zhoushan's eyes, raised his hand to touch the side of his face, and said slowly: "It's not an injury."

Gu Zhoushan was stunned for a moment, stopped talking, gently picked up Huanfeng's sleeve, held his hand in front of his eyes, and observed carefully.

"It's not an injury, what is that?" Gu Zhoushan couldn't hold back, looked at Huanfeng's unchanged face, and touched those black cracks.

Touched an empty.

Huan Feng's strong and powerful arms were hanging straight in the air, and the muscle lines on them could be clearly seen without exerting any force, restrained yet full of explosive power.

Under the black line, there is no touch of scars, no unevenness, only skin that is as smooth as one.

Gu Zhoushan gently put his hand on it, and he could still feel the vigorous vitality under the skin, beating in his palm, beating...

"It's not an injury, so why hide it?" Gu Zhoushan continued to ask.

Huan Feng put his eyes on his arm, the unruly white tender paw was still tracing along these black lines.

"Old problem, don't worry." Hearing what he said, Huan Feng suddenly raised his hand and pushed Gu Zhoushan who was kneeling on the bed.

"Sleep." Huan Feng seemed a little unhappy, his tone was serious, and he wrapped Gu Zhoushan into a cat and cat bug with a quilt that could not be refused.

Drowsiness struck uncontrollably, although Gu Zhoushan still felt uneasy in his heart, he still fell into a deep sleep.

……

"I'm so disappointed in you!" You San's eyes widened, his sharp voice resounded through the sky, and the conference table in front of him was banged loudly, "Your ethnic group has supported you to the point where you are today. Do you take it and eat it inside and out, hurting your own clan!"

The wind blown up by anger in the closed room flapped against the windows, and the ceramic cups and teacups on the table also jingled, which frightened all the people present to silence, and they dared not breathe out.

On the conference table, two birds who had lost their cultivation despite undergoing medical treatment stood staggeringly in the middle, their heads drooping, showing no emotion.

You San lost his temper at all the monsters who came to the conference room in the middle of the night, until he was tired, and finally stopped to take a sip of water, and apologized to Miao Rongrong who had been sitting beside him watching him get angry : "My lord, the fact is that I am not strict with my subordinates. It is simply unreasonable for these dogs to eat inside and out! Don't worry, give me some time, and I will definitely give you an explanation!"

"That's not necessary." Miao Rongrong was not overwhelmed by the fire he sent before, but coldly shook her hair that was a little messy due to the wind just now, and said bluntly, "The confession is to Yes, but it’s not for me, but for the demon clan. And this is a big issue, and it’s not something you can solve with a single demon. I’ve already sent my discovery to Huaizu, and please hold back for now and keep Jiang Ann, just don't let the nightmare who finally showed up escape."

You San's complexion suddenly turned a little ugly.

Yes, You San's previous outburst was not really angry, but to show Miao Rongrong's strength, to suppress her aura, so that she would not dare to refute his opinion, and to investigate this matter. All powers are entrusted to him alone.

But You San didn't expect that this Miao Rongrong, who is really capable, just ignored his pressure and threatened to let Huaizu send someone to intervene in their Zhoushan affairs...!

Heh, just come, he wants to see if those guys can find out why they came here.

After all, Qianglong doesn't overwhelm local snakes, even if there are two idiots who don't control him, he still has the final say on Zhoushan's affairs!

Miao Rongrong didn't even need to look at You San's green and red face to know what this kind of person whose mind was eroded by power was thinking, so she sneered disdainfully in her heart.

Even a thing like Meng Ji, which is only mixed with a little bit of the blood of a great demon, can make the entire monster clan in Zhoushan City helpless. These monsters who are immersed in power, how much energy do they think they have?

Just a bunch of jumping clowns.

In Miao Rongrong's heart, there was contempt and sorrow.

I don't know if Meng Ji, who is conceited and smart, found another place to escape their pursuit, or returned to the enchantment in Jiang'an, waiting for an opportunity to capture the "fear" of ordinary people.

In any case, after they completely destroyed the enchantment, Meng Ji, who had lost the source of "fear", naturally had nothing to fear.

Miao Rongrong looked at the moon outside the window and lowered her eyes.

However, the reality is different from what she thought.

Meng Ji neither fled far, nor hid nearby to recuperate.

The iron door was still broken, and in the seemingly empty basement, a cloud of frantically struggling black mist suddenly appeared in the center of the room, continuously expanding, compressing, and hitting the wall and a transparent film at the door.

Footsteps sounded from outside the door, and the black mist finally calmed down in fear, curling up in a corner.

The light in the basement was dim, and the person's face could not be seen clearly, but one could clearly see the terrifying black cracks clinging to the person's two arms with their sleeves exposed!

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