My martial spirit turns out to be a Poké Ball

"In recent years, things have become increasingly unstable." Elder Li said with emotion.

Then, thinking of the prodigal handiwork of his own pope, he spoke with deep feeling:

"The Wuhun Palace is also overwhelmed now."

Then, he looked at Fang Ba eagerly like a puppy.

Fang Ba did not disappoint him, slightly tilted his head and said immediately:

"Don't worry, our Penguin Chamber of Commerce will still donate to Wuhun Palace in the next five years. After all, the Chamber of Commerce also wants a stable and peaceful world in order to do business."

Elder Li touched his nose awkwardly, and then said rather embarrassedly:

"Well, it might take...a little more this year."

Fang Ba frowned and asked:

"How much do you need?"

"Twenty percent more than last year."

"This..." Fang Ba frowned, looking embarrassed. When Elder Li saw it, he felt that his request was a bit too much, and thought about setting it a little lower.

Fang Ba gritted his teeth and made up his mind:

"can."

Elder Li immediately stood up happily, and then said to Fang Ba with a smile on his face:

"Then I am very grateful to you, President Fang, for your support. We at Wuhun Palace will definitely remember it, and we will also thank you for your support, President Fang, for the poor people in the world."

Fang Ba also stood up and said politely:

"No matter where you are, it is our honor to be able to contribute to the people."

Then, he took Elder Li and walked out. Halfway there, Elder Li suddenly remembered the instructions in the palace and stammered:

"Um, President Fang ordered Young Master to..." Before Elder Li could finish speaking, Fang Ba waved his hand and interrupted:

"That traitor actually did something like that today. I will educate him well from now on."

Elder Li retracted his words angrily, and the seven swords originally printed on his chest also lay flat again from the state of being ready to go.

But forget it, at least he has accomplished half of what the palace asked him to do, and he will not be punished if he goes back. Thinking about it, the courage that I originally wanted to introduce myself to again disappeared in an instant. Elder Li walked outside the door, looked at Xia Nuo who was still standing there, sighed silently, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, go back."

Fang Ba looked at the blood on the ground and couldn't help but reveal an elusive smile.

After seeing the two of them off, Fang Ba pinched his brows. For the first time, he felt that Fang Qing was rebellious enough. Otherwise, according to yesterday's wife's coquettish begging, let her play the role of the old mother who can't let go of her son. He could imagine the expressions of everyone present after his wife's clumsy performance.

Thinking about it, Fang Ba prepared to find his wife hiding outside the window.

But when he came out the window, his wife was nowhere to be seen. Fang Ba stopped a servant and asked:

"Where's the madam?"

"Master Qi, madam, she just went back with the young master."

Fang Ba stood there and squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Then...Master, I will take my leave first."

"He is indeed a traitor."

The servant who had left in a hurry immediately covered his ears and ran outside. He had long heard from the servants in the young master's room that there was discord between the young master and the old master. He didn't believe it at first, but now he saw that it was indeed the case. It didn't matter if he didn't take away the grudge between the wealthy family, work was still important.

"Baby, come and put on this dress." A woman who looked no more than 28 years old held up a pink skirt and said to Fang Qing.

Fang Qing's face turned cold and he shook his head in refusal.

"Do not"

The woman covered her eyes with trembling hands and cried:

"Baby, I'm starting to dislike mommy. Woohoo." While secretly opening his fingers, he peeked at Fang Qing's expression from between his fingers.

Seeing Fang Qing's expression a little hesitant, he cried even more vigorously.

"do not Cry."

"No." The woman pointed at the clothes on the ground.

"Unless you wear that dress."

After a while, without hearing Fang Qing's answer, the woman secretly opened her fingers to peek at Fang Qing's expression again, but what she saw through her fingers was a pair of bright red eyes.

"what did you just say?"

The mother stretched out her hand and tapped her head, sticking out her little tongue.

"Hey."

Fang Qing looked at his mother's defeated figure and sighed, summoning his martial spirit again - the elf ball. I'm a little doubtful about how to use this thing. After all, this thing is used to conquer Pokémon in the Pokémon world. There are no so-called Pokémon in this world.

Although there are soul beasts, if you tame the soul beasts, how do you get the soul rings? Moreover, a poke ball can only tame one Pokémon at most.

But what if, instead of conquering Pokémon, you think about yourself going around with a Poké Ball and hitting people?

Think about it, will you be shouting in the future?

"Spiral Pill"

Then, push the elf ball to hit the enemy, and then say something after hitting the opponent.

"This is my way of ninja!"

Or look at the other person expressionlessly and say the previous sentence

"Feel the pain!"

Slowly throwing the elf ball in his hand, the elf ball flying into the air slowly opened and sucked in everything on the ground.

He seems to be much more handsome than the so-called Pokémon trainer.

Fang Ba came over and looked at Fang Qing, who was staring at the elf ball in his hand and didn't know what he was thinking. Then, he looked inside the room again, turned around and left, leaving only one sentence.

"Go to bed early today, and I will take you to get your first soul ring tomorrow."

In the summer afternoon, the sun is like fire, the earth is like a steamer, and it is so hot that people can't breathe.

On the trail next to Tiandou City, a convoy of hundreds of people was heading towards an endless forest.

Fang Qing sat on a little pony less than one meter long and walked forward, his face flushed. When he first went out, Fang Qing was very excited when he saw the motorcade in front of the door. Although he didn't show it, he immediately walked up to a tall and mighty horse.

But he overestimated his six-year-old body, and the horse pushed him to the ground with just a push from his foot. Fang Qing stared at the horse with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Hehehehehe..." Ma glanced mockingly, and then walked away with four long legs that were taller than Fang Qing.

Qingxin hugged Fang Qing from behind, then held her in her arms and rubbed her

"Come, come and sit in the car with mom."

Before long, Fang Qing couldn't stand his mother's attempts to get him to wear a skirt, and even threatened him by acting coquettishly and cutely. Then he ran outside quickly.

Qingxin was left pouting unhappy.

As soon as Fang Qing got out of the car, he saw his father pointing to a pony over there and motioning for him to sit down.

When Fang Qing was still hesitating whether to go back or sit up, Fang Ba directly reached out and pinched Fang Qing's back collar and placed him on the colt.

The originally boring convoy suddenly exploded, and they all looked at Fang Qing sitting on the pony. Especially some people found that the more they boasted about Fang Qing's cuteness, the more rosy Fang Qing's face became. From the beginning of the discussion in a low voice, he deliberately praised loudly. Especially Fang Zhong, the servant in Fang Qing’s room, shouted crazily:

"Young Master, you are so cute. Are you right?" (You also have today, where you usually behave like a stinker and order me around.)

Fang Zhong had not been happy for long when he saw his young master glaring at him fiercely. He understood his young master's meaning and would not let him go after returning home.

"You see the young master is blushing, isn't he embarrassed?"

Fang Qing originally wanted to continue glaring at Fang Zhong, but it turned out that more and more people were looking over.

"Ugh" Fang Qing silently wanted to slow down and slowly approached the carriage, but saw his mother standing by the door, covering her face and looking at him intoxicated.

Fang Ba, who was following him, suddenly said, "Why are you back?"

Qingxin tilted her head, then suddenly realized, clapped her hands and said:

"I understand, do you miss your mother? Come on, come to your mother."

Qingxin opened her hands and wanted to hug Fang Qing.

Fang Qing clamped his legs together, and the foal that had slowed down suddenly reached the front again.

"We're here, this is the Tiandou Forest."

Everyone dismounted one after another, leaving some people to stay and look at the horses and luggage, while others walked towards the forest.

Fang Qing followed silently, but was held back by Fang Ba.

"You don't need to go. If too many people follow, it will scare the snake away. It will make those soul beasts run around, especially you, a tenth-level soul master. If you follow them, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Go aside and play by yourself."

After Fang Qing heard this, he snorted coldly and walked towards a place where there were not many people.

Suddenly, the grass in front of Fang Qing suddenly made a strange noise, and there was a "sand~sand" sound. Fang Qing took a look and continued to move forward.

Listening to Fang Qing's footsteps getting smaller and smaller, a black figure ran towards the distance.

Some large fallen trees began to appear on the road. It seemed that someone had fought here. As the figure continued to move forward, it became more and more empty, and the land under its feet seemed more like it had been plowed. There were some trees everywhere. With broken branches and leaves, one can’t help but imagine what an inspiring battle this was.

In the middle of the battlefield lay an unknown corpse. It looked a bit like a dog or cat, but it didn't seem to have the common fur of mammals.

The black shadow slowly walked to the corpse, then buried his head in the corpse's arms, and then huddled up in the corpse's arms, like an innocent child falling asleep in his mother's arms. .

"Woo~woo"

Fang Qing silently walked to the black shadow and squatted down, stroking the body in front of him.

"She is a very important person to you."

The black shadow turned around, revealing his face covered in blood, and biting Fang Qing with the fangs in his mouth. Fang Qing did not resist and allowed the black shadow to touch his hand, causing blood to flow out.

Fang Qing looked at the black shadow and remembered his past life. He was in class. Suddenly the head teacher asked him to go out and told him about the death of his parents. He couldn't remember the details. He only remembered that he didn't cry. After that, he Like a hedgehog, he pricks anyone who gets close to him.

"It's painful, just cry." Fang Qing stretched out his hand and slowly touched the top of the black shadow's head.

The black shadow closed his eyes tightly. The punches and kicks he originally imagined did not come, but instead there was a familiar touch on his head.

The black shadow slowly opened one eye, only to see a human boy looking at it with a smile, and his smile revealed full warmth. It couldn't help but bite it harder. Then, seeing the boy's expression of pain, he quickly opened his mouth and stretched out his tongue to lick the wound a few times.

Fang Qing summoned his martial soul elf ball in his hand, and then stretched it out in front of the black shadow. The black shadow looked at the elf ball getting closer and closer to him, feeling extremely desperate in his heart. I just heard the young man say:

"The decision is yours!???"