In a short period of time, it has broken through twice.
In the past, it was only the size of a palm, and it was covered with white dust on the front of the chest.
Now it is about the size of a ten-year-old boy, its feathers are as red as flames, and a dark golden fluff protrudes faintly from the top of its head. Although the tail feathers only show a little bit, it can be seen that it is as bright as a brocade. The scorching brilliance cannot be looked directly at.
Master Xiaoyan expressed that she was very satisfied. The new recruit was diligent, not talkative, and thoughtful. Every time she didn't notice, Luobo had already arranged everything.
Gradually, Master Xiaoyan became more and more at ease.
Recently, Bai Chenfeng went out early and came back late, and his wife was busy trying to deal with the demon clan, only to see that Mrs. Xiaoyan was well-raised, her feathers were glossy, and she broke through twice.
I also feel that although this radish demon is not a shocking monster, he still has some real skills, and it seems that he is sincere to Mrs. Xiaoyan.
Then the vigilance was relaxed by two points.
The radish demon slowly took over all the daily life of Mrs. Xiaoyan, from arranging what to eat every day, to practicing every day, and daily washing, all are also in charge of by the radish demon.
Lady Xiaoyan doesn't really like to get too close to demons, Bai Chenfeng is an exception, since she was always by her side when she was a egg, that's a special existence.
But I don't know when, Lord Xiaoyan found that he has become accustomed to accepting the approach of the carrot demon.
No, every afternoon, basking in the warm sun, Mrs. Xiaoyan lay on the soft couch, letting the radish demon comb her feathers very gently, so comfortable that she didn't even want to move her wings.
The radish demon Qing Luo has always been silent. Even in front of Lord Xiaoyan, he can't say ten words a day. Everyone has long been used to his dull temperament.
At this moment, he had seventeen or eighteen radish whiskers, and slowly combed Master Xiaoyan's feathers, only to find out.
In the past, Xiaoyan was small in stature, which was not obvious, but now she is as tall as a teenager, but it is revealed.
On her back, even the gorgeous scarlet feathers could not cover it, there was a bare spot sunken in deeply, with a hideous scar on the mouth of the bowl.
From this scar, it can be seen that Lord Xiaoyan seems to have been seriously injured before, almost fatally.
The radish mustache trembled around the scar and walked away. After a long time, the radish monster said sullenly: "Master Xiaoyan, how did you get this scar on your back? Have you ever been injured?"
Although Master Xiaoyan found it strange that Xiaoqing took the initiative to speak today, but this is not a secret that cannot be revealed, she said very indifferently: "I don't remember, is it a natural birthmark? Maybe it was too badly injured in my previous life. Nirvana Even Pan can't calm it down, so I have to remind my lord in this life!"
The radish demon fell silent and didn't speak any more, but his breath seemed a little unstable.
Master Xiaoyan turned over lightly, covered the scar, stretched out her wings to cover her eyes, and looked at the sky: "It's almost time, let's go get something to eat!"
The radish monster muffled yes, and retreated.
Master Xiaoyan was left, with a wave of his wings, two water mirrors were formed, he stared at the hideous and heavy scar in the mirror for a while, then snorted lightly, retracted the water mirror, and lazily lay back on the soft couch, tilted up. Raised two paws, waiting for the arrival of the food.
After that day, the radish demon and Lord Xiaoyan never mentioned this matter again, as if it never happened.