The carp king of this Rockets soldier is super cruel

Chapter 236
After knocking on the door, this handsome young man wearing a gold-rimmed 'safari' with a white background and a pair of wooden clogs put his hands back into his sleeves and waited in place with a gentle expression. (There are pictures in this chapter here)
"Come in, the door is unlocked."

A masculine male voice came from the quiet room.

Hearing this, the young man took the sleeve of his right hand, stretched out his white palm with well-defined knuckles, and gently pushed the door open gracefully.

'call--'

The moment the door opened, a gust of wind blew past the young man, causing the bundle of black long hair to flutter slightly.

However, this gust of light wind did not dissipate just then, instead it quickly condensed into substance and changed shape.

First, a snow-white cloud was pulled out, and then a muscular upper body was transformed into an illusion.

If it weren't for the dark green skin with some purple spots, and the powerful and nimble giant tail like a python, it would look no different from a human being.

"Hey!"

Finally, when the ghost-like head with two purple pointed horns was condensed, the pair of big orange-yellow eyes like copper bells opened suddenly, and the sound like a gust of wind echoed faintly in his throat.

Just from the appearance, it is no different from one of the sacred beasts guarding the island alliance, the 'Tornado Cloud'.

However, the heavenly king-level aura emanating from its body shows its identity as the heir of 'Tornado Cloud'.

And the handsome young man standing in front of it is naturally the chosen trainer of the holy beast Tornado Cloud, that is, 'Masasuke Tsuruba', the most popular idol of the Island League and the trainer of the king of heaven.

At the same time, he is also the son of the "Crane Feather Foundation", the third largest consortium in the island country. It is said that he is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and multi-language.

In many cities in various countries, there are his exclusive support groups for fans.

(=﹃=): "Aww?"

As if he had a feeling in his heart, the lion-shaped beast lying on the ground in the quiet room was suddenly awakened from his sleep, trying to open his sleepy eyes, and looked at the tornado cloud floating by the door.

There is a stream of clear saliva hanging from the corner of the mouth, making it look like a lazy fat cat without the majesty of the heirs of the 'Emperor Yan' and the king-level monster.

Looking at the bronze-skinned, strong man with fire in his pupils, Tsuruha Masasuke smiled and nodded: "Excuse me."

Then he took off his wooden clogs at the door, and walked into it with bare feet.

"Please sit down."

Yan Ji waved his hand in the air with a blank face, and a futon was carried over surrounded by seven dim flames.

But only six of them carried the futons below, and the other led the way, dancing some kind of strange dance.

Although Yan Ji didn't say it clearly, the meaning was obvious—"If you dare to come here to make trouble, the Lord will carry the coffin for you." '

Regarding this, Tsuruba Masasuke did not show any strange expression, and still had a kind face.

However, after kneeling and sitting on the futon, he turned his head as if feeling something, and attracted Yanji's attention to the crack in the door that had not been completely closed by the tornado cloud—the raindrops as thin as cow hair were fluttering outside. fall.

Tsuruba Masasuke nodded slightly at Yanji with a smile: "It's drizzling."

As we all know, as the king of the flying department, the 'tornado cloud' often brings a lot of storms wherever it passes.

At this time, Masasuke Tsuruba was just provoking Drizzle, to show that he did not have any malice in coming this time.

"drizzle?"

Hearing these words, Yan Ji, who was pouring tea, couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Isn't your name He Yu? Did you change your name?"

Tsuruba Masasuke:? ? ?
After thinking for a while, he came to his senses and shook his head with a smile: "I misunderstood, it's not the 'under'. It seems that Xiaosheng is still not good enough to master Chinese."

"Don't go around the bush, just talk about it if you have anything to say."

Yan Ji didn't intend to continue being polite, but said straight to the point, "And the noise just now, was it caused by your people?"

"Indeed."

Tsuruba Masuke did not deny this, and continued after taking a sip of tea, "And Xiaosheng came here this time because I hope you can stop the search."

'Snapped! '

The sound of the teacup being broken suddenly resounded, and the dark quiet room that was originally only lit by a few floating flames around Yanji's body was now dyed orange in every corner by the flames.

"Stop the hunt!?"

Yanji's tone was full of sullen anger, and his messy hair stood on end, he jumped over the small coffee table, grabbed Tsuruba Masasuke by the collar, and glared at him angrily, "I'm afraid you fell asleep , Forgot where this is? This is the land of China! It's not your turn to teach me how to do things!"

The fire that was surging in the depths of the pupils before, now also turned into a blazing flame with the ups and downs of emotions.

"Hey!"

Seeing his trainer being grabbed by the collar, Long Juanyun, the guard beside him, frowned, and planned to stretch out his hand to pull Yan Ji away.

"Ow."

But Emperor Yan at the side yawned lazily and stopped in front of Long Juanyun.

However, those fiery red pupils were no longer sleepy and sleepy, but changed to be as cold as a cold wind.

"呿"

Long Juanyun's half-stretched hand froze immediately, his muscles tensed, and he looked at Emperor Yan as if facing a formidable enemy.

Although they are both at the Heavenly King level, there are also differences in the strength of the Heavenly King level. The strength of the Emperor Yan in front of him is obviously much stronger than it.

"Fuck, don't get excited, old man, we're not here to find trouble."

Tsuruba Masasuke, who was grabbed by the collar, had a sudden change in his style of painting, and his original Mandarin, which was originally well-spoken, immediately changed into a sloppy one.

"."

Feeling the friendly dialect, Yanji was silent for a moment, loosened his collar and sat back, pressing down his bristling hair while saying, "Sorry, I got excited just now."

"It's okay, Xiaosheng was rude just now."

Tsuruha Masuke, who switched to the elegant style of painting again without any gap, shook his head with a smile while straightening his collar.

"."

Seeing Tsuruba Masasuke who switched off the scumbag style of painting, a trace of disappointment clearly flashed in Yanji's eyes.

Could it be that there is a switch on his collar?What if I hadn't grabbed my collar and talked to him?

"At this time, Xiaosheng came here this time because of a recent prophecy from 'Grandma Wanba'."

After understanding Yanji's violent temper, Tsuruba Masasuke no longer keeps it up.

"What prophecy?"

Yan Ji frowned slightly, subconsciously leaning forward slightly.

Granny Wamba is the most famous prophet in the Island Alliance.

At 152 years old this year, she is also the oldest living person in the world.

In addition to having the special ability of "awakened person", at the same time, it has cultivated a monster "natural bird" that can also predict the future.

The two complement each other, making her predictions have always been very credible.

(Natural bird, a six-star monster with dual attributes of super power and flight, its pre-form is the three-star 'natural bird'.

It looks like a green vulture, with a pair of long white wings, and the patterns on it are very similar to the costumes of some ethnic minorities.

Legend has it that natural birds have the ability to see the future, and often stay still for a whole day because they are frightened by the future they predict. )
ps: Thanks to 'Penglai Island Xiaoxiancao' for the reward of 100 starting coins~
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