Chapter 159:

As Bazel hopes, he quietly guards his treasures and grows up day by day, more carefully than raising his cubs.
Under the care of Bazel, the white satin grew very healthy, the white fur was shiny, there was no half-mottle, and the body was larger than the young marten of the same age. It was arguably the strongest and most beautiful in the entire village. Baby.
As the so-called "kung fu deserves to be cared for", at the persistence of Bazel, the parents of White Satin finally accepted the reality that their son has a natural enemy friend ... more precisely, they should be completely numb to this.
After all, after opening the door every morning, they will see Bazel squatting quietly at the door of his home, his eyes as a "looking stone". If it were not for the breath of natural enemies, Bai's parents would probably think this guy The ontology is actually a big loyal dog.
It is a pity that only such a
simplistic and simple
Bazell can be seen by the White Satin family. As for the other mink families in the village, they do not have such good
treatment
.
Except for the parents of white satin, the other minks are still fresh meat in the eyes of Bazel, especially those who are trying to get close to their lovers. They will often feel Bazel's death gaze, as if the next second They will be swallowed into the abdomen, leaving only a bone shelf.
So, where Bazell went, the group of minks retreated, and every day the minks in the village tightened their nerves as if they were close to the enemy, and later they became a little nervous. The sables' grievances are huge. They dare not show any negative emotions to Bazel, and can only go to the parents of White Satin to complain. In order to quell the dissatisfaction of the mink in the village, Bai Sang's parents had to "sacrifice" his son and allowed him to play with the "friends" outside the village, so that Bazaire could get the little lover away as he wished.
Bai Sang's parents were restless, afraid that their son would never return after leaving with their natural enemies. However, it turns out that this is completely worrying-after leaving the village, the white satin is more leisurely.
Under the protection of Bazel, the white satin was unscrupulous, completely releasing the nature of playing and running, and it can be said that it walked across the forest.
Bazel indulged the curiosity of the little lover, allowing him to explore freely in the forest; he taught how to hunt white satin, and even taught him how to use the spiritual power to "cheat" in battle and win by strength. He will turn into a sculpture, let the lover lie on his back, take him to soar the blue sky, climb the high mountains; he will also dive into the deep pond with a white satin in the shape of a human, watching the lover fluttering his four claws in the cool pond Play in the water.
In the last life, Bazelle's wronged lover spent most of his life in the imperial palace, and in this life, he naturally has to double his compensation.
It can be said that Bazaire simply spoiled the white satin, and fully experienced the fun of developing when he first met the white satin. He is a lover, a son, and a pet, and devoted all his patience and care.
It didn't take long for all the nearby animals to know that these two were natural enemies, but they were intimate and inseparable, a sable and a marten. From the beginning, they were incredibly surprised, and they became accustomed and indifferent. Get it.
Then, after that, white satin is safer in the jungle. After all, he is not easy to bully, and behind him stands a purple gold sculpture that is short and unreasonable and powerful enough to be matched by no beasts. Any creature that wants to survive will voluntarily walk around the white satin. Do not dare to provoke.
Having already seized this jungle as his territory and sworn in with white satin, Bazel's strict supervision of his lover was only slightly relaxed. Occasionally he would let him play alone, but he would go alone. In some more dangerous places, picking the vegetables and fruits he loves for his lover-of course, the absolutely favorite Zhu Rongguo of white satin.
On this day, Zhu Rongguo, who stayed for a while, finally matured. He whispered to White Satin and flew to the towering cliffs.
White satin watched Bazel disappear into the sky, shook his tail and lowered his head, and continued to play with the groundhog just caught by himself. The groundhog's voice was very interesting. White satin was playing with his claws while listening to it screaming loudly.
However, playing with it, White Satin noticed something wrong-in recent time, he has learned how to use mental power under the teaching of Bazel, and is more sensitive to danger.
Loosing his paw and letting the marmot slip away, the white satin tightened his body and seemed relaxed, but actually raised his vigilance to the highest peak. The next moment, he found himself completely covered by a shadow.
The white satin that had been prepared did not panic, and the electric light flinted out quickly, just avoiding the attack of the air attacker, and opened the distance when the other party flapped its wings and climbed again.
With a single blow, the attacker was clearly unwilling. "It" stared at his prey closely, looking for the opportunity to strike again. However, the action of the white satin was very flexible and there was no predictable trajectory. The attacker's several attempts were aborted. , Easily detached by white satin.
However, the attacker was obviously very persistent and experienced. "It" did not retreat because of successive failures, but instead resigned as if on a white satin bar-of course, nevertheless , White satin is also true.
White Satin knew the behavior patterns of these air attackers, because Bazel often turned into a prototype and "played" with him, teaching him how to deal with natural enemies. Therefore, the trained white satin was also very calm at this time. While constantly changing the escape route and trying to make difficulties for the predators in the high altitudes, he slowly extended the spiritual power and made the surrounding net. The next time the attackers were to be slammed, they would be and defended.
White satin planned well, but unfortunately his "protector of flowers" was not prepared to let him show his skills.
When this pursuit battle lasted for more than ten minutes, Bazeer, who had just picked Zhu Rongguo and sensed that the little lover was in danger through the priest contract, had rushed back with anger and remorse. It was burning in anger.
Because of believing in the power of white satin, Bazel was not stunned by anger, but this did not mean that he was willing to let go of the bold and brave who dare to stab his own beard.
Holding Zhu Rongguo, Bazel turned into a prototype and flew to the location where the white satin was attacked at his fastest speed. When he saw his little lover "struggling" under the claws of another purple gold carving At that moment, both eyes became red.
Covering his whereabouts with spirit, Bazel flew silently to another purple gold eagle's head, as if a cloud of thunder was brewing. He showed two sharp clawed claws, and flung them in a fierce volley, tearing the opponent's body without mercy, without any intention to care for "friendship of the same race".
Another Zijin Vulture only reacted when Bazer approached, hurriedly dodging, barely avoiding the deadly part, but sent his equally precious right wing to Bazer's claw, and was caught out fiercely. Road scars.
Zijin Diao made a tragic cry, trying hard to fan her wings to stabilize her body, but the injured right wing was completely useless. After futile fanning off dozens of blood-stained feathers, the Zijin Vulture finally fell to the ground in a heavy and smashed countless branches.
Bazel looked at the scene coldly, converging his wings, landing gracefully next to the little lover, and then placing Zhu Rongguo, who was holding his mouth intact, in front of him. Afterwards, Bazell once again rose into the air, and it was very likely that he would launch an attack again and completely put the opponent to death. The purple gold sculpture that was so scared that it was no longer half-combatant made a cry of crying.
Bazel paused for the attack, he hesitated for a moment, then retracted the attack, fell back to the ground, and became a human figure.
With a slight frown, Barzel was obviously depressed because he couldn't kill the enemy. He had a low voice and a deterrent in his tone: "Do you know me?"
"Of course I know you!" The injured Zijin Diao also turned into a human form, and he stood up stupidly, "Bazaire, did you forget me? I'm Nina Jia!"
The figure in purple gold is a hot woman. Her lips are red, her eyes are bright, her complexion is healthy light brown, her features are bright and eye-catching. Unfortunately, the blood of the right half of such a peerless beauty is dripping with blood, the bones are deeply visible, and her eyebrows are slightly pinched because of the pain, bringing out a trace of pitiful fragility.
Bathed in the hopeful look of the Zijinjia, who is known as Nina Jia, Bazeer pursed his lips, and finally found a similar figure from the original memory.
Nina Jia, a female sculpture that grew up with the original body, was extremely popular in that session, and many young male sculptures have been beaten several times because of "competing for pets" before they reached adulthood.
When he was very young, Bazel was the strongest of the young sculptures and had a good relationship with Nina Jia. But later, because of an accident, he was disabled in the storm, and his character became taciturn and out of touch. He drifted away from this childhood friend. In the memory of the original body, he often hid not far away, silently watching Nina Jia shining in the stars and moons of other young male sculptures. He clearly had a deep thought for this beautiful female sculpture, but because Self-confidence and daring not to approach-eventually, the original body will choose to leave the ethnic group, and there are many reasons for begging for Nina.
Feeling the thought of Nina Jia remaining deep inside the original body, Bazel's face was completely black, it was really "new hatred", and I wish I could deal with this black history immediately. However, the original body was selflessly dedicated, and gave up his body to Bazaire without making any request. Bazaire was really not good at "giving revenge" and hurt his sweetheart.
The only thing worth consoling is that the original body hides his feelings very well. No one knows that he has delusions about Nina Jia, and the only connection between the two eagles is about the childhood playmate.
"Oh my god! Bazell! It's great that you're still alive!" Nina Gia didn't get angry because Bazell had just injured her, but looked extremely excited and full of a pair of slightly raised Phoenix Eyes It was joy, and staring at Bazel was like seeing a ... prey.
Bazel didn't like the look so much, he didn't answer calmly. At his feet, the white satin holding Zhu Rongguo contented with the contention that the crisis was relieved also suddenly became vigilant, throwing his ears and throwing unhappy eyes at Nina Jia.
The immature white satin is not clear what this extremely uncomfortable sensation means in his mind, he just realized by instinct: this purple gold sculpture called Nina Jia wants to the same for himself. Very important thing.
-And no matter what, white satin will never allow her to succeed!