Pet King

early morning.

It was getting late, and it was dark outside.

call!

A fist broke through the blockage of the air, rushed straight forward, and was fast, but when it stopped, it was neat and clean, without any potential for dragging water. The fist meaning of this fist alone has begun to take on a somewhat peaceful appearance.

Immediately after-huh! Boom! Snapped!

The horse was steady, moving like electricity, fisting.

Zhang Zi'an wore ordinary sportswear and meticulously determined to start today's boxing course.

This is already a part of the pet shop's morning routine, and everyone is used to it-the so-called everyone, of course, refers to the elves in the shop.

Lao Tea reclined on the window sill. It seemed that he didn't care about Zhang Zi'an's boxing course. Instead, he looked out the window leisurely and enjoyed the morning full of fireworks. The people who got up early walked on the ice and snow, exhaled a little white gas, and rushed to their different daily lives. The city that had slept all night woke up in the morning light.

It sits on a cool cushion and puts a small tea cup beside it. The freshly brewed tea is steaming hot, and the delicate fragrance of the tea permeates the entire room.

For the scented Pegasus, the fragrance of tea is not faint, but strong and strong. It has been living in the store for a long time, and it can even detect whether there is more or less tea today. One tablet results in a slight change in the aroma concentration.

Xinghai played hide-and-seek with the beautiful short staircase upstairs and upstairs, and sometimes the Abyssinian cat named Wendy also joined in.

Feimas is very envious of Xinghai, and can play so carefree-although envious, but not jealous, because this is what Xinghai deserves, after infinite painful reincarnation, it has a reason to play happily, the world I owe it a carefree childhood.

Feimas also felt owed to Xinghai, because it spent so much time with Xinghai in the black box, but it did not satisfy Xinghai's invitation to play hide and seek at one time. Faced with the fear of death, he had no intention to play. Of course, the timeline in the black box is not real, it is just a node in the memory of Xinghai. Since Feimas invaded and copied this memory, this memory has deviated from reality.

So join their hide and seek now? Feimas still has no mood. The game can be played at any time. At present, it has more urgent issues to consider.

Fina and Snow Lion had already gone to sleep downstairs and returned to the cage before Zhang Zi'an began to practice boxing. They did not like the dust and noise during boxing, and they also felt that Zhang Zi'an, who focused on boxing, was very boring.

There was a banging noise in the toilet, and Richard shouted, "Uncle Ben is done, let me out!"

Zhang Zi'an just got up, threw Richard, who was still asleep, into the toilet, closed the door, and let it clear his urine. Then unfortunately, just like the previous two days, Zhang Zi'an kicked the boxer and threw the poor gray parrot. Forgotten.

Feimas went to the toilet door, lifted a front paw to unlock the door, then pushed the door open.

Richard fluttered out with wings, with a stench of bird droppings.

"Thank you, buddy! Thank you for letting me go!" It fell gratefully on Feimas's back. "Zhang Zi'an, this unscrupulous, uncle suspects he has awakened the S attribute quietly in his body!"

Pegasus shook his body, he didn't want Richard to fall on his back-a faint stench reminded him that this grey parrot might have finished **** and not rubbed his **** ...

Regardless of which set, Richard flew to the pillow, plunged his head into the blanket and continued to sleep, changing his posture to lying on his side, covering the ears with one side's wings.

Whether it's playing, teaching or sleeping, everyone seems to have their own things to do, only Feimas feels blank. It was sleepy, but it couldn't sleep, and was worried about the Tibetan mastiff, and couldn't sleep peacefully.

"stop!"

Old tea suddenly stopped.

Zhang Zi'an stopped and didn't move, as if the movie was standing still. He maintained the posture of Lao Cha when he stopped, his feet were steady, and his left hand slanted like a pipa, and his right hand was palmed forward. Don't squint.

Lao Cha turned his head, his pupils were like jujube nucleus, and the photo film on the back of the retina reflected the morning light, emitting a jewel-like glow.

It slowly said: "Fuzhang kills the neckman, the focus is on the word" Fu. "Zi'an, your palm is 'split', not 'Fu', and you use too much force. Although this expression looks harsh and unusual, but In itself, it is a skill of four or two pounds. The magic of slap is to use strength to fight, the left hand takes the enemy's fist and then press to change the direction of the enemy's power. When the enemy's center of gravity is out of control, cooperate with the right-handed neck killer and other continuous techniques. Strike to win without giving the enemy a chance to breathe or fight back. "

Zhang Zi'an kept his posture unchanged and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "I see."

After that, he returned to the ending action of the previous one, and re-implemented the expression of "killing the neck with his hands".

Feimas watched his movements. This time, his right hand's trajectory changed, softer than last time, and his right palm was pressed instead of diagonally. Even from the perspective of a layman like Feimas, this time the action is more in line with the kind of peacefulness of the first punch.

After finishing this style, he stopped, carefully figured out the angle and strength of this style, remembered it in his heart, and then repeated it again, this time more smoothly and naturally than last time.

The old tea shawl must smile.

Feimas felt very strange. The old tea didn't watch Zhang Zi'an practicing boxing. Almost from beginning to end, he was staring at the cup of hot tea in front of him, as if there was a world in the tea. How did he know about Zhang Zi'an's punches? What's wrong?

It looked up at the wall clock, it was still early, and it would not delay today's shooting.

There was a wok on the stove in the kitchen, and the light blue flame gently licked the bottom of the wok. There was a muffled muffled sound in the pot, and the savory scent of potato stew kept drilling into the nostrils, causing it to swallow.

The window sill is quite wide. It is a bay window that can be used for sitting. The owner of this house probably raised flowers on the window sill, leaving a slight circular mark on the table. Even if you wipe it, you can't wipe it off.

Feimas also jumped onto the windowsill, separated from the old tea cup.

The old tea was contented and unconcerned, and the window sill was quite long anyway.

Feimas looked out, and the tip of his sensitive nose accidentally stuck on the glass. It's so cold!

"Old tea, how did you know he made a mistake?" It asked curiously.

Lao Cha smiled without answering, just raised his claw to signal the tea cup in front of him.

"I don't like tea." Feimas shook his head.

Old tea's eyelids are half drooping, like closed eyes.

call! call! Boom!

Zhang Zi'an continued to practice boxing. The call was the sound of breaking the punch and the muffled sound of the floor.

Feimas was also a little sleepy, he lay down, his chin was resting on his front legs, his eyes and faces slowly dropped ...

Boom!

Zhang Zi'an stepped on the floor again, twisted his feet, and punched his palms.

Something seemed to tremble in Feimas' vision.

It lifted its head, barely lifted its spirits, but found nothing moving, everything except Zhang Zi'an in the room seemed to be in absolute stillness ...

Probably wrong. It must be like this.

It leaned back down again, and gradually lost its brain, intending to sleep and return to sleep, to build energy for today's shooting.

Boom!

As Zhang Zi'an stepped, something trembled in his vision.

This time it's clear!

Fei Marston was completely tired, his pupils dilated and he stared in surprise at the tea cup in front of him.

The trembling was the tea leaves floating in the tea cup.

Every step of Zhang Zian's step will cause the resonance of the tea cup, which will make the peaceful tea produce extremely fine ripples. It would be impossible to see if Feimas had lowered his head and just chose an appropriate angle.

Is this what old tea shows me?

Paying attention to this detail, it further notices more details.

The steam rising from the tea cup should have flowed straight up, but was disturbed by the air flow from Zhang Zi'an's fists and kicks, twisted and stretched, and changed into an unpredictable shape, like a fire candle in the wind. The stronger and faster he punches, the more the steam is affected, and the angle of twist is slightly different ...

Feimas became more and more fascinated, Zhang Zi'an's actions were completely faithfully expressed by steam and ripples, as if a tangible villain hovered and danced over the tea cup.

It understands that Old Tea uses these to determine whether Zhang Zi'an's actions are in place, whether the lower plate is stable, and whether he has mastered the boxing method ...

Feimas smiled eagerly and was about to share his findings with Lao Cha. Zhang Zi'an had already set his fists and completed today's morning class. The ripples of the tea were converged. The wave was like a mirror, reflecting the old tea brass color. Eyes.

Suddenly, Pegasus passed the reflection of the tea and opposed the old tea.

The surrounding space suddenly distorted, a huge vortex erupted in the tea, and Feimas was too late to respond and was drawn into it!

Again!

Turning around! Darkness is coming!

Feimas' heart beats violently ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Is it going to be back in that dark black box?

Come on, this time it's ready and won't be as confused as last time!

Feimas briefly lost consciousness, and when he opened his eyes again, he realized that he had come to a strange place, neither a window sill on the second floor of a pet shop, nor a black box with Xinghai.

Surrounded by dense woods, insects roared one after another, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.

A shapely young man strolls through the woods, wearing a gown and a jacket, and can't see his face and expression.

On a clearing, he stopped and turned slowly.

At this time, Feimas noticed that there was also a tabby cat behind him, squatting a little far away from him, and staring at him.

"Acha, don't you really want to go to Xiangjiang with me?" Said the young man.