This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 37 Say goodbye, give me a hair! (2)

Although he knew that he and Murphy would be separated sooner or later, Yehuo still felt a bit of reluctance in his heart.

She has seen smart parrots before, but this is the first time she has encountered a parrot like Murphy with complete self-thinking.

She could feel that this guy was different from ordinary birds.

Spreading his wings, Mo Fei bent his head, plucked a dark green feather from the tip of the tail, and solemnly sent it to Wildfire.

After she took it in her hand, she opened her mouth to speak.

"Leave this to you. If you encounter a crisis in the future, you can call my name by it!"

After all, without waiting for the wildfire to respond, it flapped its wings, turned around and flew away.

This was the first time Wildfire saw Murphy flying on the ground, and its flying posture was far lighter and more agile than she had imagined.

Among all kinds of flying riders, its dark green figure looked so different.

Seeing that Mur Fei was drifting away, Yehuo looked down at the feather in his hand.

There is a flash of light on the feathers on the dark green.

Thinking of the words Murphy left behind, Yehuo couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"Could it be that you are Monkey King, just call out, and you will appear?!"

Although her face was disapproving, she still solemnly put the feather in her close-fitting pocket.

Turning around, she strode towards the gate of Jiutian Academy.

Surrounded by well-dressed boys and girls, even so, the wild fire with unruly temperament and exquisite appearance, dressed in red, still attracted a lot of attention.

Among them, girls are the majority.

Because he had heard a lot from Murphy beforehand, Yehuo also had a certain understanding of this academy.

Coupled with the fact that everyone has clear guidance signs, Yehuo didn't go too far, and found the gate of the knife department smoothly.

Different from the crowds of people at the other registration offices, although there were quite a few applicants in front of the saber arts department registration office, it was quite deserted in comparison.

On the way, she had thought about it carefully.

On piano painting, she has no talent, and she dare not be interested in the formation of troops and medical skills. What she cares most about are the three swords, swords and bows.

In Yehuo's opinion, among the eighteen weapons, the sword is too smart, the gun is too fancy, and the bow is a long-range weapon. She also doesn't like it very much, and the knife happens to be her favorite.

(End of this chapter)