Chapter 912 Playing tricks

"What?"

At night, after listening to what Lang Yue said, Tang Ziran looked at her in surprise.

"The new neighbors who moved next door are all in their thirties?!"

He had also met the two new neighbors in the afternoon, so he was a little unbelievable now.

"No way? That young couple looks like they are only seventeen or eighteen years old and still in college, but they are already over thirty?"

Seeing his fussing look, Lang Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "The good-looking girl is in her early thirties, and the young man is still in his twenties."

As she said this, she still had an ambiguous look on her face: "I didn't expect that they were still a young couple."

Tang Ziran: "..."

Afterwards, Lang Yue said thoughtfully: "As for the reason why the two of them look too young... maybe they are monks with a high level of cultivation. At least when I stand next to them, I can't detect any trace of cultivation at all. Disperse."

At the mention of the words "a monk with a high level of cultivation", Tang Ziran's body under the quilt suddenly became tense.

He glanced at Lang Yue nervously: "Could it be those people who found us again?"

Lang Yue naturally noticed her husband's strangeness, patted his arm comfortingly, and said, "Don't be nervous, it's probably not those guys. We all moved once because of Wulin, and they won't be able to find us in a short time." "

She then showed a sigh of relief: "Also, despite his young age, he has a serious establishment and is an employee of the Supervision Bureau!"

Tang Ziran was shocked: "...After meeting him once, you even know where he works?!"

Lang Yue snorted and said with some pride: "That's right, sister Xue'er and I hit it off right away!"

Tang Ziran glanced at her and said nothing.

But Lang Yue suddenly remembered something and said: "Hey, husband, since that young man named Tang Yi is from the Supervision Bureau, can we ask him to help us look at our son's first soul ring? It seems like a coincidence. His surname is Tang too, so maybe he’s from the same family as you.”

Tang Ziran shook his head: "How can such a good thing happen? Moreover, they have just moved here and we are not familiar with them. Besides, why should they help us, a neighbor we have only met once? Even if we are shy and go up to beg for help. , what will others think of us?"

Lang Yue: "We have to give it a try. We Wu Lin are gifted with soul power. If we have the chance to get a better soul ring, we must seize it! We can't let such a good talent of our son go to waste, can we? So we can first Build a good relationship with them..."

"It's up to you, but spirits like the Blue Silver Emperor are extremely compatible, and they basically don't pick spirit beasts... I don't think there's any need to trouble others."

"..."

The couple chatted softly in the warm light of the bedside.

In the small bedroom on the other side, Tang Wulin huddled up on the small bed, sleeping soundly.

When he was deeply asleep, he noticed that something seemed to be lying on his stomach. It was a little bit heavy and a little bit heavy, and it moved from time to time, making him feel uncomfortable.

He frowned, smacked his mouth twice impatiently, and then when the thing on his stomach twisted irregularly again, he suddenly raised his feet, turned over and held it in his arms across the quilt.

So the unknown thing that was a little bit shaky before suddenly turned into a comfortable pillow.

Tang Wulin was completely satisfied. He rubbed his head comfortably on the quilt and continued to fall asleep.

It was so hard for the Golden Dragon King that he finally managed to get his head out of the quilt, and almost got his face covered in Tang Wulin's saliva.

The scales all over his body exploded, he was shaking with anger, and he wanted to bite Tang Wulin's tender face.

As a result, Tang Wulin hugged her too tightly, and he couldn't reach her several times.

The Golden Dragon King became even more angry: "Human, don't push yourself too far!"

Tang Wulin, who was deeply asleep, naturally couldn't hear it, and even slept more soundly.

The Golden Dragon King was so angry that he struggled to get out of the gap in the quilt and leave this suffocating embrace.

I don't know if she felt him struggling. In the dream, Tang Wulin might have thought of him as some soft, furry animal, so he hugged him tighter and tighter.

Golden Dragon King: "!!!"

"Ah, wings! The wings are going to be broken! Ah!"

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Tang Wulin talked in his sleep: "Hey, be good~"

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Early in the morning, Tang Wulin gradually woke up to the sound of fierce wind.

He stretched out one foot outside the quilt and slept with his back stretched out.

Hearing the noise, his snot bubble burst with a pop. He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and then raised his hand to rub his dry eyes.

Drowsily, I tried to open my eyes.

Then he seemed to see a golden object nestled in his stomach.

No wonder I feel a little heavy in my stomach when I fall asleep.

But what is that thing?

Tang Wulin squinted his eyes and tried to see clearly what was lying on his stomach.

Golden, with rhombus-shaped scales all over its body, with horns, four claws, and a pair of wings...

Big lizard?

Tang Wulin: "???"

He sat up in disbelief, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

His sudden movement seemed to wake up the big golden lizard with wings and horns. Tang Wulin saw it open its eyes slightly in panic, and its red eyes looked towards him.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

Tang Wulin rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that maybe the way he got up was wrong, and he might not have woken up yet.

When he opened his eyes again, the golden lizard with wings was gone.

Tang Wulin stayed where he was, with small curly hair curling up on his head.

Could it be that he was really too sleepy and hallucinating?

In the past few seconds, his thinking fell into a state of sluggish operation. It was not until he heard the sharp "wuwu" sound of the wind again that he came out of his daze.

He smacked his lips and thought of getting up to check the current time.

It was around 6:10 in the morning, more than an hour earlier than he usually woke up.

Tang Wulin looked at the small alarm clock on his bedside and was in a daze for a while, thinking about the big chicken legs in his dream and the big golden lizard he had just imagined.

"Woo-"

The wind outside seemed to be louder. Tang Wulin scratched his head, climbed to the window, opened a corner of his small curtain, and looked out.

I saw a tall figure on the court outside, dancing vigorously with the blue and gold spear in his hand in the cold air.

The transparent and crystal-like spear seemed to be blooming in the man's hand, and each move was so beautiful that it was dazzling.

And the whistling wind he heard was the sound of the man waving his spear through the air, which showed that it was not a flower stand, but full of force.

Suddenly, the man kicked up the spear and made a beautiful spin in the air.

He himself also jumped up at this time, and when his body flipped in the air, his toes just hit the tail of the falling gun. Suddenly, the spear flew out like an arrow and pierced a tree not far away.

The man immediately landed on the ground, raised his hand and made a move. The spear that was supposed to fly away returned to his hand, and he also took advantage of the situation and made a trick. The tip of the spear pointed diagonally at the ground and the handle of the spear was slung behind his back.

When closing, just face yourself.

Tang Wulin watched all this blankly and saw the man's face.

It's the good-looking big brother from the neighbor's house!

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