Meitianhua stood at the door and said hello.

"Come in, Qingbao is waiting for you." Qiao Sang smiled and made way for the open.

“Beautiful.”

Mei Tianhua walked into the living room and greeted Qingbao with a smile.

"Qingqing..."

Qingbao's body was stiff, and the wind was blowing around him was inexplicably increasing. He immediately turned around and floated towards the open-air training ground.

Meitianhua followed.

Seeing this, Qiao Sang came to the room, sat on the bed, and meditated cross-leggedly.

She obviously felt the difficulty of developing the brain after reaching 59%. No matter how many times she meditated, she did not feel any improvement in the brain.

I don’t know when I will contract Xiao Tinglong… Qiao Sang closed his thoughts and meditated seriously.

Time passes slowly.

I don't know how long it took, but she opened her eyes, picked up the phone beside her, and looked at the time.

8:32 pm.

Time flies so quickly... Qiao Sang put down his cell phone, got up and went to the open-air training ground.

I saw Yabao and the others were still training.

Qiao Sang's eyes fell on an area not far away, almost covered by green gas, shouting:

"Qingbao, Meisianhua! You can practice here today!"

As soon as the words were finished, the green gas slowly dispersed, revealing the figures of the sweet flowers and the Qingbao inside.

"Qingqing..."

Qingbao's claws were supported on the ground, his face full of hopelessness, and the strong wind around him kept surging, causing the trees not far away to shake wildly.

“Meimei?”

Meitianhua came over and shouted with a puzzled expression, saying that it was so early today?

Qiao Sang understood the meaning through its expression and smiled:

"It's getting late, and Qingbao has just been undergoing this training. I'm not used to it, so I still want to combine work and rest."

“Beautiful.”

Meitianhua nodded, waved her claws, and called out that she would come again tomorrow.

After saying that, he walked towards the door.

After leaving Meitianhua, Qiao Sang walked to the open-air training ground and found that Qingbao was still holding his claws on the ground. Obviously, he had not recovered yet, so he couldn't help calling:

"Qingbao."

"Qingqing..."

Qingbao turned his head and looked over, then turned into wind and disappeared, appearing next to his beastmaster. He shouted listlessly, saying that he could rest.

"I want to take you to a place for the little treasure hunt." Qiao Sang said.

"Qingqing..." Qingbao screamed with exhaustion.

Where?

Qiao Sang felt the manic wind around him, and did not answer, but called out:

"Little treasure hunt."

"Search~"

The next second, a black hole appeared out of thin air, and a small treasure hunt emerged from it.

"Take Qingbao here for a walk tonight, just take a rest." Qiao Sang said, taking out his cell phone, positioning it, and putting it in front of the little treasure hunt.

"Search~"

Xiao Treasure Hunter nodded, indicating that he remembered it.

Just when it is ready to cast Shadow Penetration.

Qiao Sang reminded:

"Don't use shadows to penetrate when you come back in the past, just use space to move. Also, remember to be invisible and don't let people see it."

"Search~"

The little treasure hunter screamed, indicating that it was simple, and then his eyes were glowing blue light to locate, then pulled Qingbao's claws and disappeared from the spot.

Qingbao and Yabao have different personalities. They are probably affected by memory inheritance and have poor patience. The skill nemesis that Yabao encountered was the wave of peace. No matter how many times Baoxian Butterfly used it, there was no obvious progress. However, even so, Yabao still insisted on training. The situation Qingbao encountered now was somewhat similar to Yabao at the beginning, but Qingbao's patience was obviously not as strong as Yabao, and it would even be affected the next day. It would not work to train it like Yabao... I hope that everything Qingbao saw could help it psychologically clear... Qiao Sang thought, and came to the rest chair beside him and began to meditate.

...

at the same time.

A mediation room eight kilometers away.

Under the white light, there was a man and a pet animal on both sides of the long table, and the first was a man in a uniform.

Suddenly, an unusual gust of wind blew in the room.

The people inside didn't care at all, and they were still blushing and scolding each other excitedly:

"Your wool beast is thin and thin, shouldn't I be responsible!"

"What are you responsible for! My wool beast just greeted your little electric beans friendly! Your little electric beans chopped my wool beast, you should be responsible for my wool beast!"

"Did you say hello? Is this how you beat me? I tied up all the wool on my body! Do you know that this behavior caused double reputation and psychological damage to my yarn? Someone posted this photo online!"

"Doudou..."

Xiaodiandou was crying while wiping her tears with a tissue.

At this time, the man in uniform coughed and said:

"The way the wool beasts greet each other is to tie the other person with the wool on their body."

"Yaoshi." The yaoshi beast nodded aggrievedly.

"Did you hear it? This is the habit of the wool beast race. You are illiterate, read more books!"

"You are illiterate! The tail part of the little electric bean cannot move randomly, otherwise it will enter the estrus period in advance. Your wool vegetative wool touches its tail, so that it can enter the estrus period in advance. Do you know?"

The two were arguing fiercely.

No one noticed that the wind that had suddenly appeared before slowly disappeared with their quarrel.

In the corner, Qingbao's initial expression gradually changed from "What's the meaning of this?" to "This is so interesting".

It pricked up its ears, its eyes lit up, and it listened carefully to gossip.

The same is true for small treasure hunts.

It likes the task assigned by its own beastmaster~

...

night.

11:10.

villa.

The little treasure hunt and the Qingbao appeared out of thin air in the living room.

"You are back." Qiao Sang, who was sitting on the sofa, said.

"Search~" Xiao Treasure Hunting shouted.

"Qingqing."

Qingbao showed a sweet smile for a long time.

Sure enough, gossip can divert Qingbao's attention well... Qiao Sang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no strong wind around Qingbao.

At the end of today's competition, she saw that Qingbao was watching the Dragon King and Teacher Mikara lively, and then she thought of letting it read more gossip and adjust its emotions.

I didn't expect it to work really well.

"Go to bed early, there will be a competition tomorrow." Qiao Sang said.

Not what it said... the little treasure hunt is very conscious.

"Qingqing."

Qingbao floated to his beastmaster, first rubbed his head against his beastmaster's cheek, and then floated to the room.

In the room.

Qingbao lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and soon felt tired.

The moonlight shone through the window and spread on Qingbao's body.
Chapter completed!