Kanagawa Taoist College Students

On the edge of the crystal clear stream, watching the pet Akita is about to die, Li Xuehao did not hesitate to summon the dog **** from the storage ring.

The dog **** is gray and white, and looks like a Doberman. It is just like a soft-hanging long hair and a Doberman with short and thick hair. It also has a fang that sticks out like a saber-toothed tiger. Three whites. The tail proves that this can't be a dog.

I haven't seen it for a while, and the dog **** has grown up. The length of the original two-meter five is now two meters and sixty-seven. The height is more than one meter five, and the long hair of the body is even more powerful.

As soon as it appeared, it noticed that it was like a creature of its kind, but the other party had no more important soul.

It looked up at the owner and didn't understand why it was called out. There is no enemy here.

"Do you see it? Do you want to have a body?" Li Xuehao pointed to the body of the Akita dog.

The dog **** looked sideways, and the bruised and dirty pet dog couldn’t get into its eyes. He looked awkward in his eyes, but then his eyes widened and then he stood desperately. Although it is happy to stay in the ring, the ultimate goal of practice is to have a living body. Now, the living body is sent to it. Is it still hesitant?

"If this is the case, then go." Li Xuehao pointed to the micro-curve, grasping the dog **** in the air, and forcibly stuffed it into the body of Akita.

The Akita dog, which was originally only slightly undulating in the stomach, could not help but tremble, and the limbs frantically swayed. After a minute or two, it stopped.

Opening his eyes, the Akita dog looked at everything in front of his eyes in confusion, then stood up and swayed.

He rubbed his head and looked down at his own feet. After realizing that he really had a fleshy body, he suddenly exclaimed excitedly: "Wang, Wang, Wang..."

The sorghum dog bark sounds like a dog who sees a stranger is arrogant, and there is no such thing as a smattering of the dog god. Under the excitement, he even starts to run.

Then I was very sad. It was originally wounded with big and small injuries. Even if it was the most powerful **** before, the body after the possession can not be healed automatically because it is a dog. The wound is caused by strenuous exercise. The pain caused by the cracking makes its voice more "exciting".

"It's really stupid." Li Xuehao was somewhat amused by it, but he still helped to stabilize his body. "Don't mess up, cure your wounds first."

Although the dog **** can't talk, he can understand what he is talking about and squint his head to let him heal.

Compared with the children in the orphanage, the skin trauma of the dog **** is nothing. Li Xuehao treated it for a few minutes and healed the wound.

It’s just that the wound that has healed has not grown hair, and it’s dirty and dirty. This image is no different from stray dogs.

"Go, wash yourself clean." Li Xuehao pointed to the clear stream next to the river, to the image of the dog of the dog **** now, this can not bring back, iron will be rejected by a few people.

"Wang~" The dog **** screamed, and it was very unobtrusive that he could not feel the pain in his body. After a cry, he quickly jumped into the stream.

The water in the stream is not deep, probably only to the knees of normal people. Most of the body of the dog is flooded, but it is not afraid at all, rolling in the stream.

Then the water in the stream became muddy, and the muddy water that was stirred up floated down. The dog **** still enjoyed it and rolled.

Li Xuehao looked at it and waited for more than ten minutes. The dog **** finally stopped rolling. At this time, the downstream stream was almost turbid, and only the upstream water was clean.

The dog **** jumped to the upper reaches and rinsed the body with muddy water before jumping back to the shore.

With a burst of madness, the dog **** dried the water that made it uncomfortable, revealing the true face of the Akita.

The shoulder height is nearly 70 cm, the head of the triangle, the eyes are small and round, the ears are upright, and the back neck is in a straight line, the tail curls up and curls up, symmetrical with the head.

The color of the hair is brown, and it is also mixed with white. It looks more powerful, but it is more memorable that its face is very hilarious and looks like a laugh.

This is a pet dog that is "laughing" at any time.

After bathing, the dirty image of the outside has disappeared, but the bald fur is more obvious.

Li Xuehao shook his head helplessly, reaching out and pressing it on his triangular head, and the aura penetrated.

This time it was not to treat the wounds on it, but to help it restore its "face".

A magical scene appeared, only the bald fur of the dog **** grew at the speed of the naked eye, just like computer effects.

The re-grown hair completely covered the previous scars and suede until it was as long as the intact fur, which made it impossible to see that it was long. Li Xuehao took back his hand.

The dog **** can't see the changes in his appearance, but he can feel the benefits of the aura in his body. He looks at the eyes of the ocean and seems to enjoy it.

If the owner had already taken it back, it almost intended to kneel down and have a good night's sleep.

"Well, now you have a bad name." Li Xuehao is very satisfied with his "masterpiece". The big change pet Akita is not cute, but I don't know if it is because of the relationship between the dog and the spirit. Add a touch of mighty domineering.

Moreover, after his spelling, unless he has the strength of him, it is impossible to find the strangeness of this pet Akita, not to mention that it has "lived" a dog **** in the body.

"What is the name to be, or do you want to think about it yourself?" Li Xuehao did not have the experience of taking the name, but since he intends to "adopt" the dog god, it is obviously very inconvenient to have no easy-to-remember name.

"Wang, Wang..." The dog **** kept screaming, and did not know whether it thought of the name or told him to take it.

Li Xuehao is more inclined to the latter, but for a time there is really no good name, an unintentional glimpse, seeing the mobile phone in his hand, the heart can not help.

Turn on the phone, the time shown above is exactly half past six, one point is not much, one point is quite a lot.

"That's your ‘6:30 ‘.” Li Xuehao hammered his voice and couldn’t think of a good name. He simply named it “God of Heaven”.