Doomsday Pavilion

Will an existence of the level of Warlock care about the threat of a tiger? Obviously, even if this tiger has wings, it still won't work.

He circled the tiger's head twice, and slapped the head of the goods stuck in the door frame with a slap.

"Howl~"

The big tiger screamed in pain.

——It is obvious that half of my face is twice as big as your whole person, so why do I sniff?!

"Oh, it's pretty fierce."

When the warlock walked out the door, one of the paws that caught the tiger with his backhand shook lightly, and he saw its huge body suddenly hit the grass with its belly facing upwards.

The big tiger was stunned.

"!!!"

Is this guy still a person?Niang Xipi is stronger than this tiger...

The warlock slowly stepped on the tiger's jaw and stood on it, squeezing, stepping on a foot, and turning over the fur to look carefully, as if looking at a fat pig to be slaughtered.

The big tiger could not move the whole time, and his big golden eyes were filled with despair.

"Da~"

The warlock forcibly swallowed a few long golden feathers from the tiger's wings, and put them into his sleeves contentedly.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it. I guess it can be delicious even if it is stewed. It's nothing special. Why did you come to me?"

Zhao Er: "..."

The big tiger rolled over and got up, clamped his hind legs, squirting rough air in his nostrils-for a moment, he almost thought he was going to be turned out and cut off.

"Howl...wow...wow..."

The big tiger bowed his head and made the softest voice.

Zhao Er looked at Lin Chou, Lin Chou looked at the Warlock, and the Warlock smiled back.

Lin Chou has goose bumps,

"Don't laugh, it's weird. Why don't you find an awakened person who understands the language of cats?"

Lin Chou wondered that two-thirds of Mingguang's awakened people are non-combat type. Wouldn't you dare to just look for a few guys who are proficient in panda language like him?

Zhao Er hummed,

"Shit, there is such a thing, we found it not early in the morning, when you think of it, the daylily will be rotten."

Lin Chou's eyes narrowed--believe it or not, I just gave you a pot at the time. Old man Zhao couldn't beat it, can I still beat you and I?

The warlock was also very uncomfortable, and he threw a purple ball of light on the tiger.

"Feel it with your heart, don't resist."

As soon as the light ball touched the tiger's body, it penetrated like a ball of liquid, and a purple bond appeared between it and the warlock.

There were beautiful stars in the light, and the warlock staggered.

"Mom cats have something in their heads, it's messy..."

He turned around to Lin Chou and Zhao Erdao,

"Dream extension, it is said that it is the ability of the abyss evil demon or something, to a certain extent, can interact with various units spiritually."

Zhao Er's eyes widened.

"You still have this ability? Hurry up, ask this big tiger if he wants to be a part-time official in Mingguang. The tiger is in charge of wine and meat, and the salary can be negotiated!"

The warlock looked at Lin Chou and said,

"Lin Chou, your friend feels like there are shortcomings or key objects in your mind."

Zhao Er: "???"

The warlock said,

"The ability of dream extension is only an interaction based on the spiritual energy of both parties. I think there is probably no such way of instant translation and perfect communication in the world, especially between humans and animals. The complicated ones may be understandable. , But it’s difficult to understand the complex in a simple way."

"Then what's the use of this thing?" Zhao Er asked disappointedly, "It means nothing!"

The warlock said,

"If the big tiger has a particularly strong desire, I think I can perceive it, but whether it can be understood is another matter. Well, didn’t you say that there is an inside story? It’s not that the big tiger came here. Is there a problem, just wait."

As he said, the warlock closed his eyes, and the ghostly fire's faint face turned completely black.

The light belt linking the big tiger and the warlock suddenly became radiant. There were bright beams between the light belts flowing back and forth between the warlock and the big tiger. Scattered light particles were scattered everywhere. Zhao Er tried to pinch the two. As a result, the light particles passed through the middle of his palm without any hindrance.

"It's kind of interesting..." Zhao Er was startled. "When I just met those bright spots, I seemed to feel... how to put it, it's like that thing has life, tusk, it's really the master's father. Damn, people like us who rely on fists to talk are fucking gifts."

This product is obviously psychological and even endocrine disorders.

That's right, after chasing this big tiger for so long, people could not get in at first, so they can communicate with a glance. Zhao Erye probably feels that all his work is useless.

Lin Chou was still looking forward to it.

The team from the research institute has been tossing around with him these days, although it doesn't affect the business, it always looks weird and annoying-besides, these guys are too shameless, and they bring their own lunch!

Hahaha, I've seen you not pleasing long ago!

One minute, two minutes, five minutes...

One hour passed, and the two guys saw drowsy from the enthusiasm. The light spots floating in the light band had already filled half of the hillside. The research institute team all stopped their work and stayed on the side. Onlookers silently.

"Oh, it moved!"

A young research institute yelled excitedly, and was immediately dragged away by the people around him.

"Damn it, what's it called, do you want everyone to bury you when you disturb Master Warlock?"

Uncle Warlock opened his eyes and stretched his waist.

"Hi... refreshing and refreshing..."

The big tiger snored very simply and neatly, with a round belly and four hoofs up to the sky, and the wings were used as a quilt to cover the belly, sleeping like no one else was particularly comfortable.

Lin Chou curiously said,

"By the way, why does it feel like a big tiger has been drained by you..."

"Oh huh~" said the warlock, "this is a dark spell from the abyss. Where is the balance of spells, whoever is weak on both sides will be responsible for the mental consumption of the spell. Speaking of which, this big tiger is quite strong. You can harvest a plant tiger."

The warlock shook his head fiercely.

"It's really cool to eat mental energy, but this thing is simply...it's a spell designed to receive negative energy. It feels like your uncle Warlock is like an emotional trash can..."

Zhao Er anxiously interrupted the warlock’s complaint,

"What's the matter, is there any gain?"

"Yes!" said the warlock, "for example, the meat you brought to him is really unpalatable, and one bite is without struggle or bleeding. For example, about a month ago, a super giant yellow chicken had its butt upside-down. His lair pushed it out, making it a poor, homeless young tiger, such as..."

"Infant? Wait a minute, Uncle Warlock begs you, can I do business?"

"Oh..."

The warlock scratched his head inexplicably,

"It's strange to say that this big guy didn't come to me at all. Its mental fluctuations told me that this place, this mountain, has the taste it likes-but it seems that this taste is gradually fading, and then it I just smelled that smell on me again."

"My sense of smell is not very useful because of the magical simulation..." The warlock stuck Zhao Er's face with his sleeve, "You smell it! It's not smelling, right? It's weird, what can it smell? what..."

Lin Chou thoughtfully,

"Probably the smell of poverty?"

"Go aside!" The warlock jumped up as if he had been stabbed by a needle.