Fierce Chirp~Chirp! [MTL] ✔

Chapter 18

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Chapter 18- So, can you please let me go?

"Second brother said that my claws will also become such dark claws in the future. At that time, it will not be the orange color it is now."

Qiu Qiu, who was standing on the handrail of the spiral staircase, raised his carrot. The small tender claws looked up and lowered their heads for a while and compared them carefully to the hanging paintings not far away.

"Also, look, Arin, my tail feathers should evolve into tails, although... I actually like my feathers a bit." I

couldn't help but tremble my seven tail feathers again, the milk-gold chirps were a bit Reluctantly clicked again.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, a total of seven, not a lot~

"Arin, why don't you speak?"

"Don't you believe it now? Or are you scared of me in the future?"

Turning around and a little worried Looking at Xiaolong, who was extraordinarily quiet, Qiu Qiu suddenly realized that in order to prove that he was a beast, A Rin suddenly saw a somewhat terrifying picture.

After all, beasts are fierce.

"..." = =

And Jin Rin stared at the magnificent giant mural, a kind of hesitant and stunned emotion in the depths of his pupils was becoming more and more complicated.

There are many differences in his complete body beast shape from that of ordinary dragons.

What's more, he rarely becomes a beast-like spirit body, and even Abraham has never seen a complete beast-like body.

But the artist of this painting was able to paint it with the same score.

Not only did this person paint a huge portrait of the Dragon Clan in spite of the greatness of the Dragon Clan, but he even hung it in the hall dignifiedly, allowing all the people who came and went to look directly at it at will!

How can there be guys in the entire universe who dare to offend the majesty of the dragon race?

"You..." Who exactly drew this picture?

It was just the next second that Jin Rin spoke, but was suddenly interrupted.

"A Rin! Your tail doesn't move anymore, is that the reason why you haven't taken the medicine today?"

Qiu Qiu flapped his wings and naturally stopped on Jin Rin's tail, tilting his head and trying to check it again.

It was obviously still being thrown just now, but it suddenly stopped moving. What happened?

..................

Seeing that the milk-colored dumpling landed on his dragon's tail, Jin Rin suddenly realized that the movement of the little monster's landing was a certain level of proficiency.

So much so that Jin Rin swallowed the words he wanted to ask for a while.

"A Rin, what are you doing looking at me? Does your tail hurt today?"

Qiu Qiu glanced back at Jin Rin blankly, wondering why his little dragon suddenly felt wrong.

Although Ah Rin usually doesn't like to talk, but when he asks him seriously, he always responds politely.

"So you drew this painting?"

Jin Rin asked as calmly as possible.

Indeed, there can be no one in the interstellar space who dares to offend the majesty of the dragon race.

But if there is, it's probably the one in front of you.

There will never be more.

"Hey, I don't know how to draw. My second brother seems to be able to draw. Everyone praises him."

However, Qiu Qiu quickly denied it, shaking his head and praising his second brother Qiu Yiming.

Although I haven't seen the second brother's paintings.

...?

"Your second brother drew it?"

Jin Rin frowned.

The second son of the Qiu family, if I remember correctly, is currently studying in the Department of Combat in the Advanced Department of the First Academy.

That department is almost all senior officer reserve, Qiu Yiming's spiritual body is a giant lion, which is indeed a very good match.

But I have never heard that Qiu Yiming has been to the top of the order, and the elders have never noticed this.

"No, it was drawn by an older sister. Ah Rin, do you want to ask her to paint a picture for you too? Then you can contact her with me."

"However, you may have to hand over a scale."

Qiu Qiu realized that his little dragon also seemed to be very interested in this painting, and immediately explained it in a soft voice.

...scales?

In this case, Jin Rin had to wonder for a second...

Is this daring little monster not satisfied with stepping on the dragon's tail, but began to plan to pull the dragon's scales.

Qiu Qiu blinked a few times, and found that Jin Rin was just looking at himself deeply and didn't move.

"I see, so you are also afraid of pain~ In fact, it was a little painful when my tail feathers were plucked out."

"But, according to the prophecy, you must exchange one of the most precious items on your body, otherwise I will paint You are not allowed to look like you in the future."

After persuading him earnestly for a long time, Qiu Qiu felt that he had to talk to his dragon.

After all, how can a beast be afraid of pain?

"This is a painting of prophecy?"

However, this time when Qiu Qiu was talking slowly, Jin Rin suddenly interrupted the little monster's muttering with a complicated tone.

The painting of prophecy.

I do know the rare spiritual talent of the Coles family.

It is precisely because of this precious talent that the Coles family, which is not very aggressive in itself, has suffered a disaster in history and was once on the verge of extinction.

Today, the few remaining clansmen are all living in seclusion in the interstellar space, and it is almost impossible to reveal their identities without the introduction or introduction of trusted people.

But if it is this family, it is not impossible to find a Kors tribe who is extremely rare today to make predictions for the newly born youngest son.

And if this is a prophecy, and not drawn by the artist who saw it with his own eyes, then everything can be explained.

The only thing that can't be explained is, how can you predict yourself?

"So you handed over your tail feathers and got this prophecy."

Summarizing the facts declaratively, Jin Rin looked at the little dumpling on his dragon's tail and waited calmly for a reply.

"Yes, yes, everyone said that I will be like this in the future, Arin, what's wrong with you..."

For the first time, being stared at by the pale golden majestic pupils, Qiu Qiu couldn't help but stuttered and responded. .

Arin looks really serious sometimes.

Like not believing.

"So Arin, do you think..."

"Am I lying to you?"

Blinking his eyes, the little dumpling who was talking softly suddenly became quiet, and after a while he raised his head and asked softly.

Soft as always, but the last half of the sentence was extremely soft.

Like a ray of breeze in the valley, it disappeared in the night without a trace and disappeared without a trace.

"That, actually, I

myself think it's a bit exaggerated. After all, I don't like to eat meat. Maybe the drawing is wrong, or maybe it's possible."

After a moment of silence, a somewhat incoherent explanation sounded in my ears, and it was inexplicable. Pretending to be calm.

In fact, if it wasn't for Dad who believed it all at once, and started preparing with such anticipation, they wouldn't believe it at all.

Oneself, oneself was just...

a little silent for a while, Tender Orange's little claws lightly stepped on the black dragon scales and stretched a few times at a loss.

The little dumpling on the dragon's tail took a few steps back, and in the next second, with the spread of the wings, he tried to leave without turning his head.

"I remember, I haven't finished my lunch yet, ah, ah... You look at it first, that, I'll go back first..."

And Jin Rin was staring at this giant prophecy painting.

After all, the original owner of the prophecy painting will appear no matter what, even if its own prototype also appears on the picture.

However, it seems that the little monster has not been found?

So that after a few seconds of contemplation, the tail suddenly lightened, and the little furry ball that always liked to stick to it actually flew away for the first time.

"...What lied to me?"

Almost instinctively, even Jin Rin couldn't explain it himself, so he subconsciously stuck out his tail and circled the little monster who was trying to escape from him.

He circled back in front of his eyes again and placed it on his tail.

I always felt that if I let the little monster fly away this time, something would be different.

"Tweet, Tweet... I haven't eaten yet, will you see for yourself?"

However, the little guy lowered his head and struggled with his wings a few times in embarrassment, his tone so light that he could hardly hear it.

Is this, being made sad by yourself?

Jin Rin found out hesitantly that the little monster who was so daring a few days ago was so depressed that he didn't even want to raise his head.

Although it is disguised, it can be seen through at a glance.

He was a little sad.

"When did you say you lied to me?" He

just misunderstood the prophecy quite thoroughly.

= =

To ease her tone, for the first time in Jin Rin's life, he learned to comfort others a little bluntly.

Even a little concerned about how the little monster will react when he finds out the truth in the future.

And it was rare to hear Jin Rin say such a long sentence. Qiu Qiu, who lowered his head, suddenly found that the voice of the little dragon that his father picked up was actually very nice.

Cold, always very low. However, listening carefully has a very calm taste, which makes people very convincing.

"Besides, your character... is very good, not the kind of little bird that can deceive people."

"So I don't think you are lying, do you understand?"

Jin Rin frowned at the little monster and added two more sentences .

It's obviously a very common word, but it was just said so lightly by Arin, as if it was a conclusion.

Qiu Qiu finally raised his head and glanced at Jin Rin, and there was an indescribable emotion in Runrun's eyes.

"I see..." The

little cub's voice was as glutinous as ever.

"..."

"Well, can you let me go?"

Qiu Qiu fluttered his wings and looked at the dragon's tail with hindsight. He clearly didn't continue to circle himself, but he always felt that he would run away as soon as he ran away. will be caught back.

"...Really know?"

However, when Jin Rin looked at the little monster, he always felt that the other party was a little duplicitous.

Obviously still in a bad mood.

"Really, really know." QAQ

Qiu Qiu tried to answer it again, but found that Jin Rin was still just looking down at himself.

"Really? Then you... why don't you shout, A Rin."

This time, Jin Rin finally looked away while talking, and looked into the distance in a rare and uncomfortable way.

This little monster used to be very proficient at shouting 'A-Rin' one by one, but just halfway out of the shouting, he lost his voice.

After being caught, he said he knew on the surface, but he never shouted again.

Little liar.

Q///Q

And Qiu Qiu stared blankly at this scene, for some reason, he shook his feathers in embarrassment.

My own thoughts, why are they all seen by A-rin...

Besides, when A-rin says 'A-rin', he listens carefully.

Does Arin sound like this when he usually shouts?

"Dad, that kid!! Is that kid!?"

However, just when the atmosphere was a little subtle, a lively voice suddenly sounded on the porch.

"Ahhh, he's actually golden, he looks so beautiful!!!"

"Tweet?"

Qiu Qiu glanced downstairs blankly, and found that he had been pointed out by someone accurately.

And Jin Rin also lowered his eyes and looked downstairs. After seeing the visitor clearly, the pale golden pupils slid a trace of unclear emotion.

The author has something to say:

Torrance: I am orange, my friends are golden, and we are born best friends!

Jin Rin: Oh, right?

Torrance: ?