Chapter 782: Preparing for trials (2)

Chapter 782 Preparing for the Trial
At the same time, Vivienne's Institute, the medical room.
The leopard boy gradually woke up. He opened his eyes and the first time he saw the cat face of his father Paramitis.
"dad--"
"Hey - don't talk. Come and eat some porridge." Palamidis took the spoon and handed it to Xiao Haer's mouth.
It was indeed one of the dark dishes that Paramitis did, the terrible wild porridge. However, this yellow, yellow, green and green bowl is not known, but it has become very delicious.
The little black panther took a sip and swallowed the porridge that was sent to his mouth. Then his face was filled with a happy expression: "It’s delicious and wants to lick."
"Of course." The Leopard warrior took another spoonful of wild vegetable porridge and handed it to his son's mouth: "Slow it slowly, don't burn it."
The love that emerged from the big cat's face, as if the kitten in front of him was his own son.
After eating a few porridge and recovering a little physical strength, the leopard teenager whispered in bed and said, "Dad, are you going to walk tomorrow?"
"Well, sorry." Paramitis apologized: "This is very important to me. Uncle Arthur saved me and your brothers. Without him, there would be no us at the moment."
"So you have to repay -"
"Yes, so I want to repay." The big cat caressed the younger son's forehead: "But, after all this is over, Dad will come back to accompany you, my little baby. I missed the seven who grew up with you." I won't miss more in the year."
"Hey, let's go." Xiaobao smiled docilely. "I have been with my brothers for seven years. I am not lonely at all. Dad must take care of his brothers in the exam, and then you will become the round table together." Knight, I will be my turn when I grow up."
"Well, this is the son of the knight." Palamidis happily picked up his little son: "Come on, you dirty kitten. Dad wants to take a shower for you."
"Hey--" Hal was held by his father and felt the happiness he had never had before. Although his internal organs were in pain, his heart was warm. His father's body temperature passed from the big hands to the leopard's teenager, which seemed to drive away the pain. For this warmth, he waited for seven years.
At 8 pm, the hotel in Senezer.
After dinner, the werewolf returned to the room and was ready to study the information in the package.
Elaine came in and asked, "Bei, Brady? Can you lie with me, take a shower?"
"What?" The werewolf glanced at the white bear: "You are so big, you can't even bathe yourself?"
"No, no-" The White Bears took out the bottle of detergent: "Help me wash, wash off the paint on my body?"
correct. The white bear is still sprayed with the black paint. This thing can only be washed with that special solution, and the water can't be washed off. Elaine's clumsy, on the back and other places that his hands can't reach, is probably not washed.
"Can't you just wash the outside part?" Bettiville said helplessly: "Other places can't see it when you put on your clothes."
"Yes, but!" The White Bears seem to insist on washing off the paint and turning themselves back to white and clean bears.
"I really can't stand you -" The werewolf just put down the parcel.
"Come on, Elaine, I will help you wash." Albert rushed and said, "I am not as intimate as this wolf, hehe."
"Thank you, thank you." The white bear looked at Bediwell again and walked with the tiger.
(Yes, you are really good friends.)
The werewolf shook his head and opened the parcel.
Unexpectedly, the Prophet Mutani gave him to Badiville, not a text, but a box.
What are you doing? The werewolf is even more confused. This can be related to the big things they can take the exam tomorrow. Please be serious?
Bedyville uncomfortably opened the box and first looked at what was said.
It was a black glass beads. It's about the size of a person's eyeball, in which a seven-color spot is looming, as if there is a universe in it.
Seems to be some kind of treasure? But what Bediville wants is information, not treasure! Although this one is beautiful, but it does not seem to have the magic power of the beads, in the end, what is the connection with the test?
damn it. Was it cheated by the Druids? It’s already the last night of the night, and now I’m rushing to the city to find information, I’m afraid it’s too late!
Just as the werewolf was desperate, the old man of Senezer came in from the outside of the door: "Oh, isn't that one of the secrets of the Druids, [Wulin Stone]?"
"Tong, Tongling Stone?!"
"The prophet is actually willing to give you such an important secret, he really can see you." The old man said, "It seems that it is not a problem to find a venue for trials."
auzw.com "Wait, what?" The werewolf heard a smog. "Is this little glass ball so powerful? How do you use it?"
"You don't have to worry. Just take it in your hand and meditation on the place you want to go. The stone will be the direction for you." The old man looked at the small glass ball: "This is a very important magic weapon. Remember to give it back to us, ok?"
"When, of course -" The werewolf still doesn't understand, is this small stone really so powerful? And he doesn’t even know how to use it.
Seeing Bettiville's face stunned, Senezer's old man sneered sneerly: "If you don't believe it, take it tonight to sleep. You will see what you want to see, no matter what the outcome."
Bedyville made an incomprehensible look. But the old man said that this [psychic stone] is a very important magic weapon, he did not dare to neglect, and quickly collected the glass ball. He is afraid that this thing will be broken or stolen, so he hid the stone in an absolutely safe place:
There was a small hole in the left arm of the werewolf, just enough to be inlaid with the stone.
It was an arm made of a memory alloy that could have changed its appearance slightly according to the idea of ​​Bediville. The werewolf used the same principle to embed the Holy Spirit diamond and the sacred tree in his arm.
Now there is another glass ball, so depressed, there are more and more sundries on the arm.
"Oh! Wow, ah! Don't!!" Elaine's pig-like screams came from the bathroom.
"Ah, hahaha - don't mess!" Albert also called out: "Keep it clean here too -"
"Oh ah!" The white bear's voice changed from the beginning to the shackles.
"What are they doing?" A big bean sweat came out of the werewolf's forehead.
"There is a chaos in your circle." Senezel's old man sneered and turned away.
Listening to the screams of the white bears from the beginning of the bathroom, Bedieville shook his head: "Don't play too long. You have to take the test tomorrow, go to bed quickly and go to bed!"
"Oh!" Elbert dragged his voice and answered.
Then there was a scream of pigs like a white bear. What exactly do they do in the bathroom? Bedyville couldn't help but think of something very evil, but he subconsciously put aside these thoughts and looked at the glass beads on his arm.
Ten minutes later, Elaine cried and ran back to the room with a bath towel.
"Well?" The werewolf glanced at the white bear, and the black pigment on Elaine was finally washed, but the bear seemed to have something wrong.
I looked at the bear again and again, and the werewolf finally understood.
"You, how did your hair become so short?" The werewolf looked at the white bear's short, fluffy hair and couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey, this is a new hair. I used to shave off the old hair and shaved it many times." The tiger sneered and probed in.
"Don't you have that special lotion?" Bettiville said with a sigh of relief: "When the paint is washed off, is it necessary to shave his hair?"
"It’s useless, the lotion is only enough to help him wash off the makeup on his face, and it runs out." The tiger smiled even more. "The black cat must want to continue to play with this kid before deliberately not washing enough. Give him the agent."
(Yes, I understand. Elaine is more fun to play with, everyone wants to play with this stupid bear. Your heart is too dark.)
Elaine licked his ass: "Well, it hurts. How many times have you cut and cut me?"
"Anyway, your wound will heal immediately. What is the relationship?" The tiger laughed like a mischief.
"It will still be painful!" the white bear protested: "And no, no shaving."
"Where isn't it shaved? I will help you shave again!" The tiger smiled maliciously.
"No, no!" The white bear blushes and sits on the ground with his (he hits the floor and has his sheets and quilts on the floor).
"Well," Biddyville shook his head and sighed: "Don't play, go to sleep. The exam for tomorrow will be very hard."
"But I am still not sleepy." The tiger jumped into the bed and rolled around. He skipped the battle with the evil spirits today, of course not tired.
The over-powered tiger came up with a bad idea: "Hey, let's play poker?"
"No. I am exhausted." Bedyville was unwilling to bury his head in the pillow.
"All of a sudden, just fine." The tiger is always entangled in the werewolf: "I earned a thousand gold coins today, and the gambling is very good! Look at me to win the treasures of both of you!"
"Dad said that gambling is not good." The white bear ignores the tiger and directly covers the quilt to sleep.
"Hey you guys--" Albert thought for a moment: "Well, I will gamble on anything else. You are interested in what you want to know."
"I have no interest in you, good night." The werewolf said coldly, pulling up his quilt and pretending to fight.
"You don't want to know what my abilities are?" Ayr throws a bait.
Bedyville’s wolf ears couldn’t help but move.