Cub Keeper

    Helanjia suddenly had a guess after thinking about it.

    Is it because of Lu Yao's ability?

    Your wounds heal faster when you are young.

    But not so fast.

    Lu Yao's plant ability is different from the general plant ability, and has stronger ability elements.

    It's like…

    If this is the case, it makes sense. After accepting such a powerful ability guidance and the correct method of ability cultivation, the cubs in this nursery will be compared with other nurseries. It's not surprising that the cubs pulled away a lot.

    While he was thinking so, Dean Ryan came behind him.

    He sighed and said, "What a powerful ability, if..."

    Before he finished speaking, a black shadow greeted his face.

     Dean Ryan quickly took a step back before dodging the attack.

    He felt the feeling of dead silence that was completely opposite to the vigorous vitality, like the chill of staring into the abyss, which lingered forever.

    He looked in horror at the animal claws transformed from Helanjia's right hand, which was entangled with a chilling black mist.

     Dean Ryan's voice stuttered and was extremely frightened: "You, have you recovered?"

      on the neck."

     Dean Ryan was a little angry, his beard was shaking with anger: "I didn't do anything! How can you be so unreasonable!"

    Helanjia turned her head to one side in disdain, and pouted: "Tsk, what are you thinking that I don't know?"

    His eyes are black like abyss: "You want to study her abilities, you only see research and results in your eyes, and don't treat others as intelligent creatures like yourself."

    Lian's face was ugly, and the thought really crossed his mind for the first time, but he didn't plan to put it into action.

    He spoke earnestly to the evil dragon whose scales were touched in front of him, trying to appease him: "I have left there, I am just a doctor now."

    "I won't take her away, trust me."

    Helanjia didn't believe what Ryan said at all, all the researchers in his heart were cold-blooded.

    He couldn't imagine how much he would collapse if Lu Yao was also treated like that by them.

    Helanjia: "To put it nicely, do you think you can take her away? Naive."

    Helanjia withdrew her beast-shaped claws, which could be regarded as letting Ryan go.

    Before he turned around and left, he also released a cruel sentence: "If you dare to hurt her, I will never let you go."

    Lian looked at his leaving back, but couldn't help but want to laugh.

    Helanjia, who was a test product at the beginning, has not changed her face in the face of daily testing experiments. Now she just thinks that one sentence will make her angry to such a degree. Should it be said that one thing overcomes one thing?

    Ryan smiled self-deprecatingly, some drizzle suddenly floated from the sky, wet his white beard, he bowed his head and said to himself in pain: "I'm old, I I don't want to mix it up at all, how could I betray my last retirement place?"

    But there was no one around, and no one agreed.

    …

    Shang Yan's body suddenly became hotter and hotter.

    Lu Yao, who was holding him, felt like she was holding a hand warmer, which was extremely hot.

    Shang Yan's consciousness became more and more blurred, his voice was hoarse, and his lively tail was hanging down listlessly, motionless.

    Looking at Shang Yan's distressed appearance, Lu Yao couldn't be more anxious.

    She took out the mint water and wet Shang Yan's chapped lips little by little, trying to make him feel better.

    The hot Shang Yan kept next to his beloved dean, feeling a little more comfortable when he felt the coolness on Lu Yao's body.

    Lu Yao wanted to get up and took a wet handkerchief and wiped Shang Yan's forehead, but Shang Yan's little paw stretched out his fingers with all his strength.

    Lu Yao looked at him struggling to support her eyes and wanted to sit up from the bed.

    Lu Yao quickly walked back and frowned: "If you don't lie down, what do you want to do?"

    Shang Yan was nervous, feeling so uncomfortable, maybe it was his last day, he had to finish everything he said.

    Shang Yan's voice was hoarse: "President, if I die unfortunately, can I keep this tree house, not for other little cubs..."

    "I want to come back later, there is a place to rest..."

    Lu Yao heard his weak voice, and the little head who dared to think blindly, endured and endured, really couldn't help it, rua rubbed his bare head. He said earnestly: "Shang Yan, you are just changing your style, and there will be no danger to your life. This is a normal situation, and it is the power flowing in your body."

    "If you don't believe me, try it yourself. It's just hot and dry, but it doesn't hurt at all."

    Shang Yan was still immersed in the sadness that he was about to die, when he heard Lu Yao's words, he suddenly reacted again, as if he had never heard of anyone who was injured because of the change of style Dead cubs.

    Shang Yan awakes his head, which was confused by the fever, and shakes his head gently. I felt it, and it seemed that there was no other problem except the heat.

    He immediately began to feel embarrassed, and his two short forearms were too short to reach his head, so he couldn't hide his embarrassing red face.

    Lu Yao didn't expose his self-deceiving appearance, took out the handkerchief and wiped his little head that was sweating from the heat.

    The moment she turned around, Shang Yan on the bed suddenly turned into a huge pink egg.

    Lu Yao hurriedly returned to her original place, staring at the shaking dome without moving, and could vaguely hear Shang Yan's milky voice inside.

     "Dean, do you want to break this?"

    Lu Yao nodded subconsciously, only to remember that Shang Yan couldn't see at all, and then said: "Yes, break it and come out."

    However, she waited for a long time without seeing the eggshell break.

    Just when Lu Yao was a little anxious, Shang Yan's voice came from inside again: "I have no claws, I can't break it!"

    Lu Yao:…

    "Make fists with both hands and smash them."

    "Oh oh oh ok!"

    Only a "click" sounded, and the eggshell shattered.

    It was wearing a pink jumpsuit, and it looked like a four- or five-year-old boy stuck out his round head from inside.

    The red eyes are the same as when he was a beast, like a scarlet moon in the sky.

    He happily crawled to Lu Yao's side, raised his head, and cried sweetly.

    "Dean!"