villa.

The scorching sun is in the sky.

Spacious living room.

"Grind!"

"Grind!"

The two little molongs greeted Qiao Sang enthusiastically.

From their bright eyes, strong tails and shiny scales, it can be seen that these two little moth dragons are growing well.

"Tingting..."

Xiao Tinglong, who was standing beside him, looked at this side with a bad expression.

"Grind! Grind!" Mu Aolong pulled the Dragon King aside, pointed at the two little Molongs who had just arrived and shouted with a grievance.

"Grinding." King Long looked at it with disgust and shouted.

Mo'Oron was deeply hit and took a step back.

"Grinding." King Long shouted calmly.

"Grinding!" Mo Aolong's eyes were filled with tears, and he showed a sad and aggrieved expression. He turned his head and flapped his wings and flew towards the open-air training ground, disappearing into the sky.

Micara sat on the sofa, drinking coffee calmly, and seemed not surprised by this scene.

Qiao Sang noticed this, looked in the direction Mo Aolong left, and asked:

"What's wrong with Mo'Oron?"

“Grinding.”

The Dragon King called out, then looked at Micara and signaled her to translate.

Mikara put down her coffee and said expressionlessly:

"The Dragon King called it the Hui tribe, but it just couldn't bear to let go of the Dragon King."

The Dragon King looked at Micara and showed a satisfied look.

So that's it... Qiao Sangxin said.

"Steel Chief."

At this time, Gangbao's voice rang in his mind.

This is not the case. It is true that King Dragon asked Mo Aolong to go back, but Mo Aolong didn't want to go back. King Dragon said that it was all advanced and there was no hope of being contracted. He wasted the quota and space here. He should be given to the junior and ordered it to go back. Mo Aolong left.

It turns out that Teacher Micara would also moisten the translator... Qiao Sang felt a little complicated inside, and pretended to have heard nothing on the surface, and said:

"I'll go and see Yabao and the others first."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the open-air training ground.

The Dragon King used his eyes to signal the two little moor dragons to follow.

The two little molten dragons understood the leader's meaning, followed him, and shouted "grinding, grinding" next to Qiao Sang.

Qiao Sang stopped, turned his head and pointed to the direction of the dining table, and asked with a smile:

"I remember there are still many fruits on the table. Do you want to eat some?"

The two little dragons looked towards the dining table and saw many fruits. When their eyes lit up, they instantly forgot the orders of the Dragon King, and ran excitedly towards the dining table.

Two unscrupulous things... The Dragon King looked at the two little molongs with regret.

It seems that King Long has not given up on letting Xiao Molong in the clan contract with him. He will have less contact with these Xiao Molong in the future... Qiao Sang was thinking while walking towards the open-air training ground.

Xiao Tinglong looked at the two little mol dragons with the winner's gaze, and then moved his body to follow behind his beastmaster.

...

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as he arrived at the open-air training ground, Qiao Sang heard loud explosions.

She looked in the sound and saw the flames in the sky constantly exploding, and the shock waves were wave after wave.

Then she looked at Lubao and Xiaobaohunting Training, feeling satisfied.

Although the purpose of staying with the Dragon King is impure, the few Moda dragons it brings are very useful. Yabao and their most lack of boring skills training day after day is practical experience.

With the help of Modalong, it will be able to increase practical experience in the short term.

Occasionally, he defeated Modalong during training and could accumulate some points... Thinking of this, Qiao Sang couldn't help but look at Lu Bao again.

I saw Modalong, who was fighting against Lu Bao, was afraid of his strength, and he seemed to want to attack but was afraid of being too strong.

With hesitation, the cold air suddenly dropped, and it instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

If the Modalong fights against Lu Bao, it will probably not have any practical effect, but the points should increase very quickly... Qiao Sang sighed in his heart.

Just as she was feeling in her heart, Gangbao faced the eyes of the only resting Modalong, and turned into a purple light and a white light to fly high into the sky.

At the same time, Xiao Tinglong moved to the grinding dragon who was training alone and shouted:

"Ting Ting."

Molilong stopped training, looked at Xiao Tinglong, and nodded:

“Grinding.”

Then, they quickly opened the distance, and one of them had crackling yellow arcs appeared on their bodies, and the other flew to the sky, opened their mouths, and the silver-white energy quickly condensed in their throats.

Qiao Sang looked at the direction where Gangbao and Xiao Tinglong were respectively, closed his thoughts, and then thought of something again and looked around.

Where is the treasure?

The wind of Qingbaohua constantly blows in the sky.

Don't miss me, don't miss me.

"Qingbao." Qiao Sang called out.

No response.

Qingbao continued to blow around.

Can't see me can't see me.

Seeing that there was no trace of Qingbao, Qiao Sang couldn't help but enter the beast control script and began to sense it.

Soon, she looked up at a certain location in the sky, raised her voice and called out:

"Qingbao!"

"Qingqing..."

Seeing his beastmaster staring at his position accurately, Qingbao had no choice but to float down and appeared beside his beastmaster.

"Why didn't you respond just now?" Qiao Sang asked.

"Qingqing?"

Qingbao blinked his innocent expression and shouted, saying that he had called? It didn't hear it just now.

Qiao Sang didn't care about this and said:

"you……"

"Qingqing..."

After saying a word, Qingbao suddenly held his forehead, showing a weak expression, and screamed, saying that he didn't know if it smelled too much today and felt a little uncomfortable. He was afraid that he could not train anymore today.

Qiao Sang was silent for a moment: "Then I'll let Lubao treat you."

"Qingqing..." Qingbao grabbed the sleeve of his beastmaster with a weak look on his face and shouted, saying that it was not necessary. Lubao was still training and it would be fine for a day to rest.

This memory inheritance makes Qingbao so easy to tell lies now... Qiao Sang whispered in his heart:

"Okay, it just so happened that my poisonous pet animal has not been found yet. I'll go find it today. You have a rest and we can train tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to return to the room.

"Qingqing!"

When Qingbao heard this, he quickly grabbed his beastmaster's clothes and shouted.

Qiao Sang turned his head and looked at it with a funny look: "Isn't you feeling uncomfortable now?"

"Qingqing."

Seeing that his beastmaster had seen through him, Qingbao simply stopped pretending, showed an aggrieved expression, and shouted, indicating that it just didn't want to train to endure the odor.

Qiao Sang didn't say anything.

"Qingqing."

"Qingqing."

Seeing this, Qingbao called out twice again, trying to convince his beastmaster.

It is not common for pet animals that can release such an unpleasant gas. If you encounter it in the future, let the treasure hunters come out to compete.

"But in some competitions, the opponents you meet are unknown." Qiao Sang said patiently: "Have you forgotten the regional competition you once participated in?"

"Qingqing..."

Qingbao really wanted to say that everyone who the opponent is knew before the game. If you encounter a human with a skilled pet animal like toxic gas in the future, just don’t summon it to fight. But then I wondered if it would seem that it would have too many ideas and a lot of minds, so I had to put on an aggrieved expression.
To be continued...