Chapter 1253: Chapter 907: Wanted Pet Beast (Two-in-One)
Midnight.
Bunch Flower Street.
It was already early morning, yet a few couples were still lingering around, loitering here.
There were even so Pet Beasts strolling around, unaccompanied by a Beast Tar.
When Qiao Sang arrived, she found Zhao Xin along with that short-haired Breeder and several Pet Beasts that appeared to be made entirely of mud, with sharp teeth, already waiting.
Although Bunch Flower Street stretched for two kiloters, finding them quickly wasn’t difficult; you just had to head towards the stinkiest direction.
In the dim light, couples passing by could sll the air here, muttered curses, and then chose to detour or turn around.
Trash Trash Grey, the books didn’t deceive ... Qiao Sang held her breath, glancing at those mud-like Pet Beasts.
"Trash Trash."
The Trash Trash Greys noticed her gaze and smiled warmly.
Crap, even sllier now... Qiao Sang politely returned a smile.
"You’ve arrived!" The short-haired Breeder hurried forward with a smile, constantly looking around.
"Is Qing Qingni nearby?" Zhao Xin suppressed her excitent, cautiously asked.
Qiao Sang nodded slightly:
"Yes."
After speaking, she turned her head sideways.
Only to find Qingbao, who was supposed to be close by, had disappeared.
Qiao Sang paused for a mont, then sensed Qingbao’s location.
Then she realized it was about a hundred ters behind.
Qiao Sang turned, seeing a peculiar whirlwind blowing petals across the ground so hundred ters away, rustling the surrounding flower trees.
"Did sothing happen?" Zhao Xin quickly asked, seeing the situation.
Qiao Sang sensed the whirlwind and knew.
Throughout this period, she had learned that Qingbao preferred places with fresh air, and didn’t want to co over now likely because it slled the odor from the Trash Trash Greys.
Qiao Sang turned, glanced at the clueless Trash Trash Greys, and said:
"No worries, let’s start now so we can finish early and get so sleep."
Zhao Xin and the short-haired Breeder were disappointed that Qing Qingni wasn’t revealed but said nothing further, pointing at a spot not far along the street.
"Just gather all the petals there."
"Alright."
No sooner had she spoken, than the Gangbao at her side began slowly expanding.
Both their eyes simultaneously widened.
Until then, they hadn’t noticed such a cool Flight Type Pet Beast was right beside them!
Qiao Sang climbed onto Gangbao’s back.
Gangbao spread its wings, rising to the sky.
Zhao Xin ca back to her senses, drawing out her Pet Beast Identifier aiming it at the Pet Beast in mid-air, never seen before in Zhongkong Region.
Soon, a chanical voice sounded:
[Sorry, this Pet Beast isn’t listed in the Blue Star Pet Beast Encyclopedia.]
This, this... The two exchanged glances, each seeing the shock on the other’s face.
This was actually an alien Pet Beast!
anwhile, Gangbao was already flying to the other end of the street.
"Qing Qing..."
Qingbao appeared beside them, looking weary.
"Would you like to rest a bit before starting?" Qiao Sang asked.
Normally by this hour, Qingbao would be asleep, but today it was staying up for the task.
"Qing Qing."
Qingbao shook its head, indicating no need.
Qiao Sang imdiately recalled and explained: "Just now, the sll ca from the Trash Trash Greys, which are those mud-bodied Pet Beasts; however, these slls are innate to them, uncontrollable."
"Qing Qing..."
Qingbao froze slightly, turned to look at the distant tiny grey dots of the Pet Beasts.
Upon reaching the end of the street, Gangbao flapped its wings and a wild gust arose.
Qingbao rged into the Wind.
The Wild Wind imdiately began blowing systematically, no longer swaying the surrounding flower trees.
Flower petals on the ground got caught up in the whirlwind, sweeping towards the other end.
Whenever the Wild Wind ceased, Gangbao promptly unleashed another gust.
Qingbao cooperated.
From a passerby’s view, it looked as though a whirlwind of petals with life was moving about.
The few couples present exclaid in surprise, synchronously pulling out their phones, capturing the scene.
About five minutes later, the full length of the two-kiloter street was cleaned up.
A pile of petals was gathered at the street end.
The Trash Trash Greys happily ate.
The short-haired Breeder didn’t babble as incessantly as before.
"Miss Qiao, what’s the na of this Pet Beast?" Zhao Xin stepped forward, gazing at the now smaller Gangbao, her tone unconsciously more respectful than before.
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