The Spiritual Resurrection Immortal Beast Arrives

Chapter 74 Big Dog and Little Boy
Xiao Duo jumped from the German Shepherd's big claws to its body, and then jumped from the German Shepherd's body to its tail, jumping back and forth, and everyone's heart beat with it.

Li Tong, a firefighter in Changming District, poked his head out of the escape window of the anti-theft net, carefully holding a barbecue sausage he had just bought from the convenience store at the front door of the community, and shook it in the direction of Dagou, trying to let the aroma float over.

Demu Sweetheart, with her ears pricked up, glanced at the red sausage with innocent eyes, and turned her big head away indifferently.

Its thick and powerful front legs drooped to the side, and most of them were hanging outside. If it was not in the air of more than 20 meters, it would be mighty and chic, but now it only makes people dizzy and heart-pulling.

"Captain," Li Tong, a young firefighter, turned his head, tried to lower his voice, and whispered, "It ignores me and doesn't eat sausages."

"It's an old drug detection dog. It has received strict professional training and won't eat what others give it." Hu Xiangyun, the captain of the Changming District Fire Brigade, said with a serious expression.

"Then the captain still wants me to lure you with sausages?" Li Tong muttered.

"You have to try anyway." Hu Xiangyun said with a wry smile and a sigh.

"Has the trainer of the anti-drug dog arrived yet?" asked another policeman who was squatting behind to watch the situation.

"It's an edge mountainous area in Taijin County. It takes nearly three hours for a car to go back and forth. Now we are applying for an emergency helicopter. If the trainer can be picked up in advance, he may be able to order him to leave this location." Hu Xiangyun said after summarizing all the information he has obtained so far.

But, can this drug-sniffer dog survive in such a dangerous situation until the trainer arrives?

The sky was scorching hot, and the German Shepherd stuck out his tongue on his dark face, and moved slightly. Li Tong, with sharp eyes, saw the little head with a little hair, and suddenly moved.

"Captain, look, look, the kid's head and hands are moving, he's still alive."

This is the least they can judge right now.

The giant German Shepherd covered the child so tightly that he couldn't judge the movement at all. Now that he showed the movement, it was extremely encouraging and rescued people.

"Ozawa! Ozawa! Come here, Ozawa!" Suddenly, a heart-piercing shout came from a place.

"what's the situation?"

Hu Xiangyun's heart tightened, he pushed Li Tong away, and poked his head out to check.

The best choice at present is not to irritate and disturb the big dog, and give the rescue enough time.

"It's the child's grandma. She just came down from the mahjong table, and when she heard the news, she was so frightened that she ran over to call for her grandson." A policeman hurriedly said after running out to understand the situation.

"Captain, did the child sleep before? Look at him waving a little, revealing more." Li Tong, who never took his eyes off the child and the German Shepherd, said hastily.

This is not a good situation.

A huge dog.

A boy under seven years old.

When the boy woke up, if he knew he was in such an environment, would he break down and cry, causing an uncontrollable situation?
The hearts of the rescuers at the scene fell into extreme depression.

Life is hanging by a thread, how to choose?

Among the many rescuers who ran to the seventh floor, Qin Xu stood downstairs, everyone around was watching, only his eyes were not on Demu Sweetheart, but staring straight at the other four circling birds.

Do-re-mi instigates.

He clenched his right fist tightly, and the hot sun shone on his face, scorching hot.

He was right.

The four little birds flew with his familiar trajectory.

The trajectory of the inheritance pattern.

Focusing on the jumping Xiaoduo again, although its jumping range is not as fast as other birds flying in the sky, Qin Xu remembers the inheritance pattern in his heart, so he can naturally see its jumping route.

How is this going?

Qin Xu frowned, and the trajectory of the inheritance pattern appeared in his mind again and again.

Do Reimi's instigation mean to express something?

Inheritance pattern?
"Beast Control Spiritual Qi Art"?
Almost in an instant, Qin Xu practiced as usual every day, and every word of "Spiritual Beast Spiritual Art" flashed in his mind.

The sunlight was strong and his eyes were concentrated. He could clearly see that when he started to practice the inheritance pattern, the five birds flying in the sky, each flight track was covered with a faint silver light.

Qin Xu was immersed in cultivation, and his brain seemed to be catching a glimmer of life in the cracks.

Yang Rui stood next to Qin Xu and made a few phone calls, and finally said helplessly: "All the resources that can be mobilized have been mobilized. I hope that there will be no accidents before Sun Meng comes back. Sweetheart is obedient. Sun Meng's words should make it come down."

After Yang Rui finished speaking, he found that Qin Xu beside him did not respond.

Looking back, Qin Xu was not in the right state.

His eyes were deep and dark, he looked straight at the sky, his lips moved slightly, and his face was extremely calm.

Yang Rui is very familiar with his state.

Yang Rui kept the original text of "Spiritual Qi Art of Controlling Beasts" mainly. He often saw Qin Xu and the other three enter the state of cultivation, and his expressions were like this.

in this case?In such a place, suddenly start to practice?
Yang Rui has been in contact with Qin Xu for a while, and knows that he is not such an unreasonable person.

Maybe there are other reasons why he suddenly entered the cultivation state?
Yang Rui gave the other guards of the Immortal Beast Research Institute a look, telling them to come over and stand by Qin Xu's side to prevent him from being disturbed.

Qin Xu had no time to take into account the changes around him.

He felt that the aura obtained by Do Lai Mi Fatiao this time was more abundant than the previous few times.

But the spiritual energy didn't gather on him, instead, in the inheritance pattern on the back of his right hand, a wave of spiritual energy was ready to move, echoing the spiritual energy that Duo Lai Mi Fatiao had just obtained, and was about to rise into the sky.

Qin Xu complied with this change, not only did not suppress the impact of the spiritual energy, but mobilized all the strength of his body to help it rush out.

"Ah! Oh my god, that child got out, and half of his body is almost exposed." An old man took off his presbyopic glasses, clutched his chest, and pointed upwards.

Yang Rui stared there, saw Sweetheart flicking her long brown tail, patted the boy's head, and slapped the giggling little boy back.

"Captain Yang, I found a surveillance probe in a resident's house, and I'm currently collecting data." A guard of the Immortal Beast Research Institute who was in charge of inquiring about the news said.

"Okay, let me know immediately after checking." Yang Rui replied.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a gaze that faded into the breeze sweep towards him.

Qin Xu trembled slightly, and a strong sense of loss of strength came over him.

His body swayed suddenly, Yang Rui immediately reacted, and raised his hand to support Qin Xu.

Qin Xu never lowered his head, looked at the few good partners in the sky, and finally showed a little imperceptible smile.

"Are you okay?" Yang Rui, who had a keen mind, quickly sensed Qin Xu's change and asked with concern.

"It's okay." Qin Xu waved his hand, glanced at Yang Rui, and then returned to the sky.

On the railing outside the wall of the seventh floor, the boy who had just woken up retracted under the belly of Demu Sweetheart, with his arms tightly around Sweetheart's neck, although his arms could not wrap around Sweetheart's thick neck.

He saw Xiao Duo resting on the fingertips of the two raised ears of the big dog, smiling cheerfully, with an innocent smile on his round face.

The footage in the live broadcast room faithfully recorded this scene.

The camera is so delicate that the expressions of the sweetheart and the boy are truly reflected in front of tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room.

"Why does the boy seem not at all afraid of the big dog."

"If the suspended horizontal poles were replaced with green fields, the picture would be very harmonious, but now I just want to shout, don't fall down!"

"Is the dog really going to hurt the boy? Could it be a mistake?"

"I saw that the boy could easily get out of the big dog. Could the parents of the child shout from a nearby window to let the child get away from the dog, and the firefighters could go to rescue him."

Among the on-site rescuers, there are people who think the same as netizens.

The little boy's parents, after listening to the explanation and instructions of the rescuers, were uneasy, with trembling hands and feet, but tried their best to restrain themselves and walked to the balcony of the resident next to the railing.

"Ozawa!" The boy's father tried to be calm, suppressed his voice, and called out to his child in a tense and distorted voice.

He was less than five meters away from the child's position.

On the crossbar, the little boy who was having fun with his big dog suddenly heard his father's voice.

He turned his head abruptly.

Everyone expected him to come this way. No matter what, at least he could get out of the range of the police dogs, so they could take immediate action.

The boy's black grape-like eyes looked straight at his excited father.

Then, to everyone's surprise, he pulled his small face, looked terrified, and cried loudly with his mouth puckered.

The child who was out of control was completely immersed in his own fear and panic. He shook his head violently, wanting to turn around and hug the big dog who had been by his side for comfort.

Even for adults, the more flustered they are, the more prone to situations will arise.

Not to mention children who are immature in mind.

Under the terrified eyes of everyone, the boy stepped on the ground, his body was tilted, and there was almost no obstacle, and he began to fall straight down.

"Ahhh!" the boy's mother screamed through the sky. For a mother, there is no scene more terrifying than this.

"Ozawa!"

"Quick! Inflatable safety pad!"

"The child fell!"

Everyone was yelling out their panic.

But a huge black and brown figure, faster than everyone else, jumped down with the little boy without hesitation.

　My little friend told me that the previous chapter was not good

　　I haven't read much in the past few years
　　This time the code word is the word count, stop

　　It's not good, I don't know how to change it

　　In the group, promised to write a chapter

　　Slow, write until two o'clock

　　Take a look, one thousand and nine
　　Do you want to stop?
　　I'm worried that my friends will say that I'm out of context to tantalize my appetite

　　carry on
　　Two thousand two, will still be complained
　　continue

　　Two thousand four, not enough

　　two thousand six

　　If it is broken here, you will be chopped with a knife
　　Two thousand and eight.

　　When am I going to write?
　　I give up

　　Woke up at 05:30 this morning

　　Take care of the little ones and handle the work

　　Accompany my mother to see a doctor all morning.

　　I didn't sleep at noon

　　send baby to class at night
　　Also by an electric car retrograde takeaway

　　yelling and yelling

　　really sleepy sleepy
　　I can't keep my eyes open

　　I'm so old, I can't stand it anymore
　　It's such a pain to write
　　Forget it, I was hunted down by you and I only wrote this

　　I just want to lie flat in bed

　　Finally, declare

　　Lychee meat is really an old aunt

　　My brain and body are exhausted when I write.

　　I don't have any extra effort to deliberately break chapters for you

　　I didn't mean to disgust everyone
　　Where can I write.

　　A chapter of two thousand is the most comfortable rhythm for me

　　If you can't stand it, buddy.

　　or save up
　　or say goodbye

　　Lychee meat dare not follow up

　　I write and write about Buddhism, and everyone reads about Buddhism.

　　The original intention of this article is to give the fairy beast master an explanation

　　unfinished ideas

　　Share with everyone.

　　happy with results

　　Go to the street and accept your fate

　　When writing daily life, some people think it is plain boiled water.

　　Writing is nervous, some people think it is out of chapter

　　I'm so fast
　　broken jar

　　Anyway, there are people who hate it
　　I'll let go
　　write what you like

　　almost three o'clock
　　brain a mess

　　Tucao indiscriminately
　　incomplete sentence
　　Don't blame everyone

　　I fell asleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)