: "This is not a trick, but a spell."
The boy was stunned: "What kind of magic?"
Xu Ziqing smiled, and the same green grass regenerated from the palm of his hand, and he did it again for the boy to see.
The boy was puzzled, but he heard a clear howl. There was wind on his head, and a majestic condor fell from the air, flapping his wings, and shaved his face painfully. This eagle is really fierce, and its sharp claws are like steel.
He evaded immediately, but saw the eagle flying straight, and when the eagle pecked the beak, he grabbed the green grass out of it.
Seeing that it was Chonghua, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "It's really nonsense, why is it suddenly scary!"
It turned out that the eagle had just been standing on the side fence, because the boy only paid attention to Xu Ziqing when he first woke up, and did not notice its existence. Now it flew out so suddenly, but it didn't just bluff the boy.
Chonghuaying snorted two flatteringly, turned his head, and threw the grass to the boy's side.
Seeing this, Xu Ziqing laughed and said, "Chonghua likes you very much. I want to give you a meeting gift!"
The boy put away the green grass, still a little frightened: "Thank you."
Seeing that he was cute, Xu Ziqing became stubborn for a while, took the boy's arm, took him to use the imperial wind technique, went straight out of the door, and stood on a high place. After shaking for a while, land with him again.
The boy took a deep breath, then turned to look at Xu Ziqing, his throat moved slightly, his voice choked: "You, are you a fairy?"