The little unicorn and the iron-eating beast experienced the longest night.

Even the little unicorn, which has already reached the eighth level of heaven, is completely unsatisfactory in front of the old unicorn who has accompanied the first master on his entire journey and whose life span is equivalent to that of hundreds of schools of thought.

Strength, speed, physique.

The little unicorn is no worse than the old unicorn.

Even in terms of endurance, the young Qilin is better than the old Qilin, but experience and skill determine the winner at this time.

Little Qilin fell to the ground countless times, and finally he seemed to give in completely.

He just lay there and refused to get up again.

"No more fight! No more fight!.!"

The little Qilin lay down on the ground with two big bags of tears in his eyes shamefully.

The iron-eating beast dumpling over there slumped there and murmured: "I won't eat it, good fruit, I won't eat it!"

"I really can't eat any of this good fruit."

King Gongyang Su was quite sorry.

The old Qilin laughed loudly, feeling that he had finally stretched his muscles, and then found a lot of good fruits for them to eat. The iron-eating beast was naturally delicious, while the little Qilin ate the fruits ferociously with tears in his eyes.

Fruit, and occasionally sniffing, the old Qilin stretched out his paws and stroked the little Qilin's head. The little Qilin snorted and turned his head away.

Bang!

Lao Qilin's Qilin style correction boxing.

Little Qilin still accepted his fate obediently.

Old Qilin laughed and said: "You two, your strength is pretty good, but the purely accumulated strength cannot be used perfectly. It is like a three-year-old child swinging a heavy hammer. It seems to be menacing, but

In fact, it is easy to injure yourself. Have you learned the [little gadget] I taught you today?!"

The little unicorn and the iron-eating beast looked at each other.

Just nodded.

Old Qilin nodded with satisfaction: "Remember, this trick cannot be used lightly, but as long as it is used, the situation can be reversed."

"At the same time, it will be targeted by the other party, and there will be no way to achieve the same effect in the future."

"That's the so-called trump card."

"If everyone knew about it, the power would be reduced by at least half."

The old Qilin taught earnestly, and only saw the little Qilin and the iron-eating beast nodding, but these two little guys finally understood, and to some extent they really took it to heart. Even the old Qilin himself was not sure.

Old Qilin thought of the same situation when he was young. He felt that the future was vast and there was nothing worth taking to heart.

The old Qilin looked at the little Qilin who had not yet reached adulthood in the true sense and had reached the eighth level of heaven.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "Have you eaten enough good fruit?"

Little Qilin and Iron-eating Beast Tuanzi both nodded in unison.

"Eat enough, eat enough!"

"I've had enough good fruit in this life!"

Old Qilin stared at them quietly: "Huh?"

Little Qilin, iron-eating beast: "..."

Their voices paused and hesitated: "Should we have eaten enough now, or have we not eaten enough?"

Old Qilin laughed.

"Hahahaha, it's not the good fruit taught to you, but the real good fruit. You wait here for a while and I will get it for you."

The little unicorn and the iron-eating beast nodded obediently. When the old unicorn walked inside, the two little guys suddenly looked at each other, then bared their teeth and started fighting each other.

"Damn it, is this the good fruit you say!"

"Isn't it good!"

"What's the matter? I was beaten until my eyes were black!"

"Your eyes are already dark, so you can't see them."

"You, you, you!!! Ben Xiangrui will fight with you!"

The little Qilin and the iron-eating beast were both in a state of restrained spirit and reduced changes. They were both sitting there, going back and forth, fighting each other heartily. But King Gongyang Su noticed the movements of the old Qilin and felt a little in his heart.

Then he also went in and saw that Old Qilin was preparing to produce many good fruits, but among these many good fruits, there was one that was quite special.

Pure vitality gathered and flowed out of Old Qilin's body.

It turned into a bead the size of a thumb.

It reveals a clear and warm feeling, with a trace of gold flowing on it, and it is the kind of soft color that has faded away from its original sharpness after years of polishing.

King Gongyang Su looked slightly moved: "Old friend?!"

Old Qilin looked at him and shook his head slightly.

Old Qilin stopped King Gongyang Su's words and went out with these two baskets of good fruits.

One basket was given to the iron-eating beast.

The iron-eating beast dumpling who was originally 'taught' to cry for father and mother, look up to the sky and shout 'Jiuli, please take me away, please take me away', almost immediately changed his face and thanked him happily.

, holding the basket of fruits to the side, and stuffing them into his mouth one by one with each hand.

Little Qilin also started to feast.

There is also a sense of superiority between Xiangrui and Xiangrui.

If it were just a little Qilin, he wouldn't eat it so quickly, but seeing the number of good fruits on the side of the Iron-eating Beast decreasing rapidly, the little Qilin became a little anxious.

After this guy finished eating his own, he will definitely come here to steal mine!

Because, I think so too!

The little Qilin stared at the iron-eating beast over there, quickly devouring the good fruit, and the golden bead mixed in it was swallowed into its abdomen by it, and the little Qilin didn't even feel anything.

, but Old Qilin’s expression was gentle and peaceful.

In the end, the little Qilin barely managed to catch up with the eating speed of the iron-eating beast dumplings at the cost of almost choking to death.

Looking at the person sitting opposite him, he licked his paws with a look of unfulfilled satisfaction.

Little Qilin was shocked.

He quickly swallowed the remaining five or six good fruits in three or two mouthfuls.

Iron-eating beast dumpling's face was full of regret, but he said: "Why are you in such a hurry to eat?"

"I won't take away your good fruits."

"Wouldn't you?"

"At least not now."

"cut!"

The two little guys started arguing again. Old Qilin was lying there, feeling that even the night, which he originally thought was too quiet, was quite quiet. He raised his eyes and looked over there, full of energy.

The young man wearing a black burqa was standing there, his sleeves were stained with frost, and he had been standing there for a while.

Little Qilin ate hard and then discovered the existence of Li Guanyi.

The two big tears that had just been suppressed suddenly appeared again. After a few runs, he rushed over, grabbed Li Guanyi's legs, and said:

"Woooo, why did you come just now?!"

"Good fruit, too much to eat."

"Let's go, let's go!!!"

Li Guanyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The iron-eating beast over there was sluggish, and then it rolled over like a chariot:

"Eat bamboo shoots and get a big bowl of milk!"

“Eat bamboo shoots!”

"Big breasts!"

Li Guanyi had a pendant hanging on each of his left and right legs. He had no choice but to stay in this state and went to salute the two seniors and said: "These two little guys are indebted to the two seniors."

King Gongyangsu waved his hand and said with a smile: "There is no need to work without work."

"We two old guys, we have been bored here for so long, it is rare for us to have two fun..."

"Ahem, I mean, it's rare for two juniors to come here."

"As the saying goes, it's great to have friends from far away."

"We are very happy that you can come see us. Come again next time, come again next time."

King Gongyang Su was in a happy mood. Li Guan took off the two pendants on his legs one by one, and then stepped inside, like a child who wanted to leave quickly, but his parents still wanted to leave.
To be continued...