My Beast Master Is Really Not An Evil God

Chapter 32 The Night King (recommended for further reading)

"Who is speaking?"

The little boy blurted out, but before he could react, he was suddenly bounced away by a force, and his body rolled on the ground, only to avoid the whipping of the sandstone snake's tail just in time.

The tail of the snake swept across, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.

Seeing this, the two attendants breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to persuade:

"Boss, forget it, a lesson is enough, let's find some other fun!"

However, the broken-haired boy's eyes were red, and even the beasts he was proud of couldn't defeat the poor man. Feeling a great insult, he roared angrily:

"Sandstone snake, use a stone cone, I don't believe he is so lucky every time!"

"Hiss!"

The sandstone snake gathered earth elements, turned into two fist-sized sharp stone cones, threw it out, but was "accidentally" dodged again.

"This is……"

And the thin little boy also felt that something was wrong. It seemed that there was an invisible force pushing him to avoid the attack. He seemed to have thought of something, and said in surprise:

"Is it His Majesty the God?"

However the sound just repeats:

"Want to understand the meaning of life?"

"Your Majesty, although I should say yes, I don't quite understand the meaning of life and there will be changes, but my mother taught me to walk more roads and help more people if I have the ability. For those who are weak, to protect the weak from wind and rain, and most importantly, to let my family live a good life, this may be the meaning of my life..."

The little boy hugged the Wind Spirit Cat and was constantly drawn by the mysterious force to avoid the attack. It had a comic effect. After thinking for a moment, he answered a simple and sincere answer.

The mysterious voice didn't sound again, as if he left disappointed because he didn't get a satisfactory answer.

"Hiss!"

And the Sandstone Snake, out of anger, forced the little boy to the corner of the alley, spit out a large amount of yellow sand and swept away, sweeping the gravel, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

"It seems that I am really a bad person, and I can't even look down on the gods."

The little boy smiled wryly, looking at the attacking stone vertebrae, he could not retreat, but he did not regret his answer, nor did he want to hand over the Wind Spirit Cat.

He wants to protect others!

Just when he closed his eyes and prepared to face his fate of being seriously injured, the voice sounded again:

"as you wish!"

In the sky, the fog crow flew over, dropping a large number of invisible puppet strings, piercing the little boy's limbs silently, binding them tightly, like a puppeteer picking up his marionette , ready to start a grand show.

This time the performance venue,

It's the world!

bang bang bang!

Sharp sand and gravel penetrated the wall, and the sand and dust exploded instantly, blurring the vision.

"Ruined!"

The two followers trembled with their eyes closed, for fear of seeing a bloody man.

"You know what will happen if you offend me!"

The boy with broken hair laughed, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

However, the moment he was about to turn around, a thin and thin figure was reflected in his pupils, his eyes were indifferent, and his originally thin fist was constantly enlarged in his field of vision!

boom!

The little boy punched the broken-haired boy with a friendly face-breaking punch, and then he slid on the ground and passed out.

"Hiss!"

The sandstone snake on the side became angry when he saw this, spit out sand and roared towards the opponent, but the little boy rolled over to avoid the attack, and when he got up, he was already holding a thin bamboo in his hand, which was the child's favorite "stick" weapon.

"Daheitian Sword Dance II——Moon Falling Shadow!"

Under the manipulation of the mastermind behind the scenes, the little boy turned into a master of swordsmanship. His figure was nimble and he used a stick instead of a sword. Behind him appeared a vague reflection of the black crescent moon, as if to devour everything. sinking into eternal darkness.

The little boy suddenly picked up the wooden stick and hit the jaw of the sandstone snake that was about to spit out sand. It was so painful that it swallowed back the yellow sand that was about to spit out, and almost choked to death.

Then the offensive did not end, the long stick fell into the sky like a waning moon, sank the ground, and slashed down suddenly with a whistling sound, hitting the snake's seven-inch position, crushing the snake's scales, leaving bloody and bloody.

"hiss--"

The sandstone snake was hit at its weak point, its eyes widened, and it fell stiffly, lying with its keeper.

This scene just happened in the blink of an eye, and was just witnessed by two followers who just opened their eyes.

This guy in front of him actually defeated a powerful pet beast with a mortal body?

How can this be! ?

How could weak humans defeat extraordinary creatures!

However, after pinching their flesh, they realized that the scene in front of them was not a dream. They thought that they had bullied this kid before, and couldn't help their legs trembling, fearing that they would also be retaliated against.

"Ah, ah, help..."

The two were so frightened that they rolled and ran out of the alley. As for the "boss" who was still unconscious on the ground, they directly abandoned him!

The little boy quietly witnessed this scene, like a swordsman in a stage play, aloof and arrogant, but as the invisible thread on his body dispersed, a big drama came to an end.

"God," withdrew his puppet strings,

The hero will also come back to life.

The overstretched limbs suddenly became sore, and the muscle pain caused him to stagger and half kneel on the ground. He looked at the weak Wind Spirit Cat in his arms. Although he was on the verge of exhaustion, he still had a bright smile on his face:

"Thanks to His Majesty's help, we are all safe!"

"Meow! (`)"

The wind spirit cat stretched out its thorny tongue, and gently licked the little boy's dirty face, expressing closeness and gratitude, which made the little boy laugh:

"Haha, stop licking, it's so itchy..."

The fog crow controlled by Lu Yu looked at this scene, turned his head and was about to leave, but a little boy's voice sounded behind him:

"Are you the incarnation of a god?"

Fog Crow stopped, turned around, and found the little boy standing timidly, looking at the black crow firmly, scratched his head, and said shyly:

"The appearance of God's Crown came after you fell. I had some guesses before, but now I'm really sure. Thank you very much for your help. If I get injured, my mother will have to work hard to make money again. I don't want her to be tired anymore Yes, thank you very much!"

As he spoke, the little boy bowed and thanked him, and said sincerely:

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Night King, I will definitely repay you in the future!"

When the puppet was manipulated and used the Daheitian swordsmanship, the little boy also sensed a trace of sword intent.

It was as if he had seen the God of the night who was eternally dead and silent, yet contained everything.

Master of the Great Darkness!

He is the king of the night!

thump!

Hearing this name, Wu Crow staggered and almost fell, flapped its wings, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Yaoh……"

The little boy chanted repeatedly, with serious eyes, as if he wanted to engrave the name firmly in his heart, then squatted down, and said to the three-legged Wind Spirit Cat:

"My name is Ling Xiaodong, and I have a mother who loves me. Although my family's conditions are average, I also want to say, can you please be my family?"

"Meow!"

Feng Lingmao stretched out its small claws, and covered Ling Xiaodong's hand without hesitation.

"Haha, let's call it Ni Kung Fu, after all, three-legged cat Kung Fu!"

"Meow?" Maomao was puzzled.

One person and one cat leave the alley together...

The fog crow in the sky dissipated the water mist that concealed its figure, and flew back into Lu Yu's room again, where it disintegrated into countless transparent threads, which were taken back by the little spider.

"This cat is beyond my expectation..."

Lu Yu looked thoughtfully at the back of the little boy leaving. When he was experimenting with manipulating the puppet, he originally wanted to block the attack of the stone cone with spider silk. As a result, the three-legged cat's eyes lit up, causing Ling Xiaodong's speed to skyrocket, thus perfectly dodging the attack.

Then there was the scene behind.

"This cat doesn't seem to be injured and lost a foot the day after tomorrow, but born, that is to say, it is a special individual."

In the extraordinary group, due to the gathering and collision of a large number of spiritualities, there will always be some mutated individuals, which are similar to the gene mutations in reality, but this kind of individual born under the extraordinary power is commonly known as the special species.

There are good and bad directions of mutation, some are color changes, some are body changes, and some are changes in racial skills.

The wind spirit cat's racial skill is popular, it should let itself go with the wind, speed up itself, an intermediate skill.

However, this three-legged cat can apply light buffs to others, reducing Ling Xiaodong's body weight by half, thus gaining unparalleled agility. Such an effect is at least an advanced skill.

Compared with its peers, this three-legged cat is equivalent to a low-level mage who forced an assassin to change his job to a noble one.

The future potential is unlimited!

"Have a dream in your heart, protect the weak, and don't make them trapped in thorns."

Lu Yu smiled slightly. He is not a saint, but he also admires such a person with ideals.

Since he wants to help, then do it, this is his attitude in life, and it is also his idea that he does not want to cause more trouble when meeting.

It's just that the title of the Night King, although a bit of a secondary, is quite interesting.

Especially the word Ye, in previous life Chinese, looks like an eye.

And he has the eye of truth in all things.

"This kid seems to have comprehended a trace of the Daheitian sword intent. Although it is only a seed, it is equivalent to obtaining the inheritance of the nun of the sky, with infinite possibilities. I don't know whether it will disappear from everyone or become a legend in the future... ..."

There is really a sense of sight of a black hand behind the scenes manipulating the fate of others.

"After watching the show for so long, I'm a little hungry!"

Lu Yu stretched and was about to go downstairs for a meal, when he suddenly remembered that he still owed the student president a meal, so we could settle it together.

Can save a little is a little.

So I took out my phone and found a chat contact.

[Mu Crow: President, do you want to have breakfast together? 】

There was a reply soon.

[President: OK]

Lu Yu is also going to wash up. Girls should be more ink-stained, and they live a little far away. It should take 20 to 30 minutes. Fortunately, the Xiaolongbao shop downstairs is open until ten o'clock. They are all freshly made, which does not affect the taste. .

However, less than ten seconds later, the message came again.

【President: I'm downstairs at your house】

Lu Yu:? ? ?

Thank you for the instant Mang, good war general manager Ping, book friend 20201118215519557, --sad~~~ 100 starting coins for reward

(end of this chapter)