As the whispers before said, there are really not many people who can argue with birds for an afternoon. The ones who were watched were Jonathan and a parrot.
Yi Liuling always felt that letting them continue to quarrel like this would be quite unfavorable to their future club image, although they actually had no image.
It is obviously unlikely to break in. Yi Liuling burst out with a strong attack power in an instant, and he really had to squeeze in with someone. His little body couldn't help but make a few moves.
After thinking about it, Yi Liuling had to adjust her posture on the street lights, kicked the lampshade with her legs, and a front flip fell into the center of the crowd.
"Hey, President?" Jonathan was very happy to see Yi Liuling, "You are out!"
Suddenly, all the onlookers focused on Yi Liuling.
"Wow, this person is so short." Someone started to whisper.
Yi Liuling's head suddenly had blue veins, and his hands holding the flower pot were tightened. He looked around for a while and secretly considered how many he could beat.
"Look! Someone confessed to the playground!" Just as Yi Liuling was about to hit ten, a scream suddenly came from afar, and the crowd immediately rushed to move away in one direction.
It seems that evening is the fun time for Soga High School, and both of them are so idle.
Yi Liuling sighed and asked Jonathan: "What's wrong with you? Why are you quarreling with the parrot?"
"He scolded me!" Jonathan's tone felt a little aggrieved.
"Then you hit him!" Yi Liuling said with an idea.
Jonathan shook his head and said righteously: "We brave men pay attention to giving them the truth. If he scolds me, I will definitely scold you back and you cannot hit him."
"That's the way he will give him the same way, right?" Yi Liuling corrected Jonathan, "Then you won't scold you for an afternoon."
"There's nothing I can do. I can't scold him, so I think, this wave will be delayed, and see who will die of thirst first." Jonathan seemed very confident in his plan.
Yi Liuling pressed her temple: "Then, what did he scold you?"
As soon as he talked about this, Jonathan became angry: "He called me a father or a mother, my mother's grave blossomed, and my father went to the grave and made me a fool."
"Wow, it's quite rhyming." Yi Liuling was amazed.
"That's not," the parrot on the side continued to attack Jonathan, "Your mother is a trumpet flower. I will call you Little Box, Little Box in the future."
Yi Liuling remembers that in the common language of the Eighth World, Xiao Laba is just like the dialect of a southern city, and it is all insulting words.
"He scolded me again!" Jonathan felt even more aggrieved, but he couldn't think of anything to fight back.
"Hehehe, the big stupid guy and the little guy." The parrot said in a very mean tone.
"Hey, silly bird," Yi Liuling's face suddenly was covered with shadows, "Do you know the mandarin duck?"
Although there are many strange species in the Eighth World, there are also some monsters or plants similar to the creatures in the Blue Star World. It seems that they are distributed in various worlds. The skunks caught before and the mandarin ducks mentioned by Yi Liuling just now are both relatively famous and rare monsters in the Eighth World.
"Uh, I know, a kind of dog, male and female bird." The parrot didn't know why he suddenly said this, and replied in confusion, and his tone was not good. The reason was very simple. Although the original race of mandarin ducks and parrots were both rare monsters, this type of bird was paired in pairs when it was born, which made the bird jealous.
"I have a good cooking skill and have made spicy duck pots to eat," Yi Liuling continued to say in a chilling tone, "Guess, will I make parrot pots?"
At this moment, the little guy who looks like a cockatiel but is still a little bird suddenly felt a chill behind him: This guy has not lie, he has really eaten a double pot, isn't it illegal to eat rare monsters? Is this guy a desperate person?
"Help!" The parrot suddenly opened his throat and shouted, "Boy Meng, come and save your father!"
Accompanied by the parrot's screams, a man rushed over from the library and moved it to his shoulder with disgust: "Didn't I let you have a bird later? Why are you causing trouble again?"
The word "典" expresses countless bitterness.
"You short man, you just said that you let me stay with you. Didn't you hang out with other birds?" The parrot was polite, "Now someone threatened to eat you, you beat me up..."
Yi Liuling glared at the parrot, and it quickly silenced and hid behind the boy's head.
So Yi Liuling's gaze shifted to the face of the man in front of him with the parrot.
"Huh, Meng Yan went?" Yi Liuling recognized the other party, "Is this parrot yours?"
"Wow, you are really amazing. You are the first person I have ever seen who can shut up the jazz." Meng Yanxiang still looked at Yi Liuling with admiration, then thought for a while, and explained, "Its name is Jazz, it is my natal prop, and I am also a summoner. Oh, it's a pity that I originally wanted to be an illusionist, so I chose a magic egg, but it hatched a parrot."
"What? I look down on me, Dad?" Jazz spoke again, but none of the three of them ignored it.
Yi Liuling really has a little sympathy for Meng Yan. Compared to weapons and natal props that are used, the biggest problem with the magic eggs given by the school is that they will randomly hatch plants, animals or mana seeds, which is difficult to meet expectations.
Data so far shows that which of the three categories will be hatched has nothing to do with the contractors. What they can influence is only the details under the major classification. For example, for both animals, some people will get birds, and some people will get beasts.
Meng Yan's goal is normal, because basically every generation of Meng's students take the path of illusion.
As mentioned earlier, the names of human races in this world are powerful. In addition to those who seem purely debuffs like Yi Liuling, there are also many that can be used to assist in combat. The names have a variety of abilities and do not necessarily interpret the entire name. Some of them are changed based on surnames, and familial characteristics will appear in the end.
A more famous example is Vice President Sharon Zhenyan. She is a half-elves. Her father comes from the local elves Zhenyan tribe. Almost everyone in her family's eyes will shine. The scene is spectacular when standing together. According to people who have been lucky enough to visit the Zhenyan tribe, when they go in and walk around and are seen, they can get darker when they come out.
The Meng family is obviously another example. The names and abilities of students from this family are related to dreams, which are very suitable for practicing illusions. For example, this year, she was the first genius of the Illusion Department in the first year of high school, and she also came from the Meng family. However, she is a direct descendant and is considered Meng Yansheng's cousin, named Meng Xinlian.
Meng Yansheng's dream was shattered, so Yi Liuling planned to find a way to praise him and asked, "Do you have any ability?"
Meng Yan glanced at the arrogant jazz on his shoulders: "It? It can only repeat the reading."
"It's still stinky." Jazz added pridefully.
Meng Yansheng's expression was even more sad: "It's better to hatch a roast chicken, and at least smell the fragrance, but he's still a mute."
"Is that called mute? That's dead," said the Sir.
Meng Yan gave it a blank look and said to Yi Liuling: "Ah, speaking of it, I remember you didn't join the club, right? But I seemed to have seen you go to the village to go on a mission. Are you going to establish a club?"
"Yes, are you going to join?" Yi Liuling did not hide it from him. Anyway, everyone knows that he was rejected by other clubs.
However, just by asking casually, Yi Liuling knew in her heart that most of the families who came from such aristocratic families had their own fixed societies.
"That's not possible. I've joined the Dream Club," Meng Yan shook his head, "but I can give you an idea. Let's say that, I actually have a task today."
"Oh? What's the mission?" Jonathan became excited when he heard this and asked yellingly.
The Jazz spoke again: "Isn't this about to say? Why are you doing here?"
Meng Yan raised his hand quickly and pinched the jazz's beak. Judging from his proficiency, it was obviously not the first time he did this: "You have heard of it, there is a very special person among the freshman this year. His name is Kunyi, and he is a magician."