In the sea of ​​consciousness, Little Bald, Little Stove and Yaya were looking forward to it when the middle-aged scribe appeared with a black puppy.

"Are you leaving?" The little bald man flew forward and hugged the middle-aged scribe's neck, tears streaming down his face.

Yaya and Xiaoluo also came forward at the same time, hugging and rubbing each other reluctantly.

"Little guys, I'm very happy to be reunited today." The middle-aged scribe gently wiped the tears of the little bald head and said.

"I know you can only choose one person at a time. But I really can't let you go!" the little bald man sobbed.

"Little guy, we have a long way to go," the middle-aged scribe said.

"Then can we go out to find you?" The little bald man flew to the middle-aged scribe and said while wiping his tears.

"I will come see you again." The middle-aged scribe stretched out his hand and gently touched the little bald man's head.

"It's a deal!" The little bald head held out a little finger.

"It's a deal!" The middle-aged scribe also stretched out a finger and gently touched the little bald man's finger.

"Gone." Then, the middle-aged scribe waved his hand and disappeared.

Leaving Yang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, the middle-aged scribe stood above the Hou Mansion. With a flick of his fingers, Xiu'er, who was embroidering in the room, suddenly frowned and shook her head.

"It's really extraordinary." The middle-aged scribe smiled.

"That's all. I can't let you pry." The middle-aged scribe seemed to think for a while, then waved his hand, and an invisible force spread out, covering the entire Ningyuan Marquis Mansion and the surrounding area for ten miles.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the little black dog transformed by the giant wolf looked curiously at the little bald head, the little stove and Yaya with a pair of bright eyes, feeling increasingly horrified and inexplicable in his heart.

Yaya put too much pressure on it.

What Yaya brings to it is a throbbing from the depths of its soul.

As a spiritual beast, Giant Wolf knows very well that he will only feel pressure when facing higher-level spiritual beasts. And the opponent that can trigger the throbbing in the depths of his soul is by no means just a high-level one.

This is an absolute suppression of blood.

As a descendant of the Sirius clan, Giant Wolf knows better that anything that can absolutely suppress him based on his bloodline is already beyond the scope of spiritual beasts.

And this little stove.

After thousands of years of practice, Julang has never heard of such a spiritual little stove.

As a pure-blooded descendant of the Sirius clan, Giant Wolf has seen some magic weapons with weapon spirits. Those magic weapons with weapon spirits are all regarded as the treasures of the clan. However, the spirituality of those magic weapons is completely incomparable with the one in front of him.

A humble little stove.

As for the little bald man, the giant wolf couldn't tell what he was. However, the giant wolf could see that among the three little guys, the little bald man was obviously the boss.

So, how scary is this little bald head?

"What are you looking at?!" The giant wolf was in a state of shock when he suddenly saw a little bald head flying in front of him, pointing his little finger at his nose and shouted.

The giant wolf, or rather the little black dog, quickly shrank its head and wagged its tail.

Having practiced cultivation for thousands of years, it knows more about the ways of the world than many people. It understands that this little bald man must have just separated from the middle-aged scribe and is in a bad mood, and is taking it out on himself.

At this time, you have to give up. Do it sincerely.

The little black dog guessed correctly.

The little bald head really came to vent his anger on it.

"Still reading?! If you look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!" the little bald man yelled again.

The boss showed off his power, and Ya Ya and Xiao Luo quickly followed suit. What's more, at this moment, these two little guys were not in a good mood either.

Ya Ya stretched out a small paw and waved it in front of the little black dog's eyes as if to demonstrate.

The little stove couldn't protest, so he could only bump the little black dog's side lightly, causing it to roll several times on the ground.

The little black dog got up from the ground, shook his head, and became more and more frightened.

Although it has become smaller in size, it has not reduced its own weight.

Its body is huge, and with thousands of years of practice, it has condensed countless cultivations into its bones, flesh and blood. It already weighs more than ten thousand kilograms, has developed a bronze head and an iron back, and will use body collisions as its own

One of the main means of attack, clinker, couldn't withstand such a casual bump from this small stove.

The little black dog stood firm and closed his eyes hastily, for fear of causing another unnecessary disaster.

"Hey, you little bastard! You don't even look at us! Do you look down on us?" the little bald man yelled again.

At this moment, the little black dog felt like crying.

Boss! What kind of trouble are you trying to make? Should I watch it or not?

The little black dog quickly opened his eyes. After thinking about it, he quickly closed one eye. Two eyes, one open and one closed.

The little bald man almost burst out laughing when he saw the funny look of the little black dog.

The little bald man raised his face and shouted: "Open both eyes!"

The little black dog quickly opened the closed eye, and his shiny eyes looked as pitiable as possible.

"From now on, you will be called Xiao Hei, do you understand?" Xiao Baldy shouted.

The little black dog nodded quickly.

"I'm telling you, you are not allowed to treat the things you see here... Bah, it's not a thing... Bah, bah, bah!" The little bald head slapped the little black dog and shouted: "

You little loser, you are nothing! I am so angry with you!"

The little black dog's eyes became even more pitiful.

Boss, I haven’t done anything!

"Don't reveal anything you see here! Otherwise, you will be skinned, cramped, drank blood, and eaten meat!" the little bald head threatened.

Yaya immediately opened his mouth in a very cooperative manner, showing his razor-like teeth.

The small stove finally cooperated well this time. When the small stove shook, a cluster of hot flames appeared on the stove mouth. The flames changed and turned into a picture of barbecue.

Although he guessed that the little bald head was just scaring him, the little black dog couldn't help but shuddered, and quickly lay on the ground, wagging its tail gently.

It can't help but be afraid.

One of the important means for spiritual beasts to practice is to eat other spiritual beasts. Over the past few thousand years, it has swallowed no one knows how many spiritual beasts it has eaten.

"Forget it, I'll let you go. Anyway, you won't remember us later." After bluffing and scaring for a while, the little bald man was almost done with his anger.

The little black dog stood up timidly, with unconcealable horror in his eyes.

From what this little bald man meant, could it be that he wanted to erase all his memories? If so, would he still be himself? How could he continue to practice?

Perhaps he could see through the little black dog's thoughts, and the little bald man said: "Don't be afraid. Just pinch it for a while. You can remember all the other nonsense."

The little black dog nodded gratefully and walked forward, wagging his tail and gently rubbing his head against the little bald head to hide the shock in his heart.

Erasing one's memory is not uncommon in the spiritual world.

It is extremely rare to erase the memory of a certain period of time. Moreover, this approach often damages the memory of other periods of time, causing unpredictable harm to the recipient.

Judging from the little bald man's tone, this matter was not only easy for him, but also wouldn't hurt any other memories. How could this little black dog not be shocked?

"Stay down here and don't move." The little bald head pointed to the ground, and then shouted: "Young fool!"

In the room, Yang Hao was holding a book. He seemed to be very focused on reading, but he was extremely anxious.

He has tried secretly several times, but he has never been able to sense the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Yang Hao was not only worried about the safety of everyone in the house, he was even more worried about Little Baldy and the others.

He thought of the worst possible scenario.

That is, the sea of ​​consciousness has been invaded!

Little Baldy and the others are in trouble!

Yang Hao's heart has sunk to its lowest point.

He couldn't imagine what the result would be if this worst possibility really happened.

Finally, the little bald man’s shout rang in his mind!

Yang Hao has heard the little bald man's voice countless times.

Yang Hao has heard the title "Yang Fool" countless times.

However, at this moment, the little bald man's voice, and this title that I have always disliked, turned out to be so kind!

Before the little bald man shouted, Yang Hao had already sunk his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The first moment he saw Little Bald Head, Little Stove and Yaya, Yang Hao's eyes were red and moist.

"Eh? Idiot Yang, what's wrong with you? Are you being beaten?" The little bald man had nothing nice to say as always.

Yaya and Xiaoluo also started cheering as annoyingly as ever, one grinning and the other jumping up and down.

But why is this scene so warm today?

"You're okay, that's great!" Yang Hao's voice was choked.

"Of course we are fine." Seeing Yang Hao's true feelings revealed, the little bald man no longer laughed at him, flew to Yang Hao, stretched out his little hand, and patted his shoulder.
To be continued...