Bang!

Zhao Yiran fell heavily on the sofa.

This sofa is an old-fashioned wooden sofa, which makes Zhao Yiran grin.

But he knew that this was not the time to be pretentious.

The sound of "whimpering" in my ears was endless, and it was the sound of the flying chair.

At this moment, the chair had already avoided Xiao Ling's attack and appeared at the place where Zhao Yiran was originally standing!

The speed of action exceeded Zhao Yiran's imagination: "I'll go, fortunately I have the foresight!"

Zhao Yiran used his strength to stand up straight from the sofa, rolling and crawling towards Xiaoling.

At such a crisis, all he relies on was his own spiritual beast!

Woo~ Woo~!

Buzz ~!

Xiao Ling threw the air with a blow, turned over, and quickly rushed towards his master. The blue flames on his four feet claws exploded, and his momentum was surging. It seemed that his legs were covered with flames, and even his clear eyes were bursting with blue flames.

His own attack did not work, Xiaoling seemed extremely irritable, and the hairs in her entire body stood upright from the top of her head to the tail, giving people a sense of shock.

When he arrived behind Xiao Ling, Zhao Yiran gasped. Although the sofa was only two meters away from here, for Zhao Yiran, it seemed that he had just participated in the school's three-kilometer long-distance race.

Dry mouth and purple lips.

"Wow~Wow~!"

The four-legged chair kept jumping on the sofa, and a scarlet mouth appeared again under the eyes that appeared from time to time on the chair.

At this moment, when Zhao Yiran escaped, he kept making chilling sounds.

As the sound of the four-legged chair continued to be heard, its body became faintly solidified.

As a result, the atmosphere of the four-legged chair gradually began to rise.

That's right, it's definitely rising!

Although Zhao Yiran now has no way to judge the specific strength of the four-legged monster, the information that was involuntarily feedback from his body told Zhao Yiran that this thing was becoming stronger!

Zhao Yiran, who discovered such a change, felt nervous.

Originally, I could have seen the original appearance of the chair before, but in just three or five seconds, Zhao Yiran could no longer find any trace of the "chair" in his sight!

Not only did the monster's aura become stronger, Zhao Yiran discovered that even his size was half a meter higher. At this time, he was lying on Zhao Yiran and the little spirit who kept barking in front of Zhao Yiran.

"We must do it as soon as possible!"

Zhao Yiran was sure.

Because the monster's aura seemed to have not stopped yet, in the blink of an eye, the monster on the chair once again grew two hideous arms.

On this arm, Zhao Yiran also saw layers of black viscous substances.

And at the moment when the black viscous material appeared, the whole room was filled with a foul smell.

"Woo~! Wang!"

As the moment when Zhao Yiran's thoughts arose, Xiaoling rushed away again.

This time, Xiao Ling seemed to be well prepared.

Half of his body was filled with dark blue flames.

Jumping in the air, rustling.

"Puff~!"

A tearing sound came out.

The little spirit's claws covered with blue flames seemed to cut through the space, bombarding the monster in the four-legged chair standing on the sofa.

As Zhao Yiran expected, the monster seemed to be deliberately improving his strength, and did not avoid Xiao Ling's hard attack.

Or it can be said that the speed of the little spirit's surge prevented the monster from hiding.

"Good! Xiaoling, kill it!"

Zhao Yiran was excited and couldn't help but shout loudly as he looked at the eye-catching claw marks caused by the little spirit's claws on the monster.

"Wow ~!"

Encouraged by his master, Xiaoling seemed very excited. As his body turned around, his two hind feet were tearing hard against the monster, and then returned in the direction of Zhao Yiran.

But the next scene shocked Zhao Yiran!

"this……"

Zhao Yiran widened his eyes.

The huge claw marks caused by Xiaoling's claws bombarding the monster's body were actually covered by the newly emerged black viscous substance.

The aura of the monster in the chair seemed to have reached a peak, completely stopped, and there was a look of anger in his resentful eyes.

Bang~!

Only a crisp sound was heard.

The two newly grown arms of the monster sitting on the sofa suddenly gathered out.

And that crisp sound was more like a blast that hit the air at a speed too fast!

"not good!"

Zhao Yiran was shocked, and his body was like a frog, jumping to the side.

At this moment, Zhao Yiran just wants to thank his physical education teacher for the frog that he has practiced for over the years...

Xiaoling also exerted force on all limbs and shot to avoid it.

Bang~!

Bang~!

Zhao Yiran and Xiaoling dodged quickly, but the four-legged monster was faster.

Zhao Yiran and Xiaoling, who were evading, were obviously slower than the two arms that suddenly attacked with black sticky objects.

After accidentally, Zhao Yiran and Xiaoling were hit by the dark arm and fell on the TV wall.

Even the TV hanging on the wall was smashed.

Bang bang bang~!

The TV with power was powered by a series of explosions.

Sparks and smoke are everywhere.

The monster's arm that wanted to come again did not dare to step forward rashly, and could only avoid the edge.

With this, Zhao Yiran got a chance to breathe.

Woo~ Cough cough!

Zhao Yiran coughed violently with his chest and slapped his coat ignited by the explosion of the TV.

At this time, Zhao Yiran felt a pulling force dragging his body.

It's Xiaoling.

Xiaoling bit Zhao Yiran's clothes tightly and pulled Zhao Yiran away from the scene of the TV where the explosions were still heard.

At the same time, Xiaoling rushed out again and scratched the monster who took the opportunity to arm.

It seems to be buying time for his master to escape and hide.

Zhao Yiran crawled up, his face turned ashen.

Looking at the little spirit fighting with the monster, a trace of blue flame dimmed on its claws.

During the sensing, Zhao Yiran felt that there was a lack of spiritual power in the little spirit body.

"This monster must be solved as soon as possible! Otherwise..."

There is no need to think about the consequences, Zhao Yiran also understands it. He would not think that this monster would let him go with kindness!

After wiping a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yiran's palm, which was clenched into a fist, suddenly unfolded.

Buzz ~!

A ball of spiritual power as big as a palm condensed and hovered.

It was exactly the "strong technique" that Zhao Yiran had tried to condense before.

When this spiritual power group appeared, Zhao Yiran threw himself towards the little spirit without hesitation.

Whoosh~!

It seemed that the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the spiritual power group entered Xiaoling's body and stopped.

Xiaoling, surrounded by two arms, suddenly swelled up.

In one moment, it expanded three or four circles.

This time, Zhao Yiran's strong technique condensed was different from the first time.

The first time I just tried to use the strong technique.

But this time, at a critical moment, Zhao Yiran did not dare to slack off at all. He mobilized all the spiritual power in the sea of ​​eyebrows and souls he felt in the way of cultivating books, and gathered it with the center of his palm.

At the moment when the spiritual power ball was thrown out, Zhao Yiran felt that his body seemed to have been hollowed out, and his body involuntarily collapsed.
Chapter completed!