The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

"So," Xing Yue sat with his legs apart, next to him were Miaomiao's bed, Sang Mo, Dahei, and Chi at the edge. He shook his wrists, his eyes gloomily cast on the red-haired boy at the end, "was it you who stalked and attacked Miaomiao?"

Chi sat in the corner with his head slightly lowered. The desperate momentum he had when fighting with Sang Mo was gone.

This strange boy has been like this since he was brought back and found Miaomiao unconscious.

Don't say anything, don't move, don't resist, just let them teach you a lesson.

But you're saying he's reflecting? That doesn't look like it either.

He is like the most prominent troublemaker in the class. What others say goes in one ear and out the other, and he lives completely in his own little world.

Xing Yue couldn't stand seeing people behave like this the most. He made an irritable "tsk" sound, moved his fingers, but then held back.

We can’t fight, at least not now.

He didn't want any accidents to destroy the relationship between him and Miaomiao as a grandfather and grandson, so he decided to wait until Miaomiao woke up before dealing with the child.

But he didn't do anything, and Dahei couldn't help it.

As soon as Dahei saw Chi's conspicuous red hair, he recognized who he was.

It was shocked at first, then angry. It remembered the dark history of not being able to find the person for two whole years!

It was this guy who attacked Miaomiao two years ago, and it was him again two years later!

If the disaster is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles. Dahei cried out angrily and swooped down from mid-air to peck at Chi's eyes.

Chi Ken stood still and let Miaomiao's grandfather beat him, but that didn't mean he could tolerate the provocation of a pitch-black bird.

He raised his eyes indifferently, and several flames suddenly appeared out of nowhere, accurately burning off the longest tuft of Dahei's tail hair.

The Blackbird lost its balance and nearly crashed, and suddenly let out a shrill, high-pitched scream: "GAH!!!"

Its tail!

Xing Yue's ears hurt from the harsh and rough bird calls, not to mention Miaomiao lying unconscious. What if this caused the child to have a nightmare? He frowned and said, "Stop it now."

The man and the bird fought fiercely without looking back.

Xing Yue didn't say anything else. With a cold expression, he took out two silver ropes from the space bracelet on his wrist. He grasped the top of the ropes with his right hand and injected magic power into them. Instantly, the ropes trembled as if they had been electrocuted, and then vibrated at an extremely fast frequency.

Sang Mo looked at him with some surprise: "So this thing is in your hand."

It's really been a waste of time searching for those people from the Moon Shadow Principality for so many years.

Artifact: Dragon Binding Rope.

Xing Yue didn't answer. The two ropes suddenly stretched out and circled, and in a blink of an eye, the man and the bird were tied up tightly.

He swung it hard, and with two bangs, the two balls of caterpillars were thrown mercilessly into the corner of the room farthest from the bed.

Out of sight out of mind.

Dahei: "Hmm."

The black bird tentatively released its magical power, but as expected, it was completely sealed. Now it was no different from an ordinary large bird.

It fell to the ground with a deflated thud.

After their ability to fight was physically cut off, the two guys finally settled down and the cabin returned to silence.

But he didn't stay still for long. Soon, under everyone's gaze, Chi began to move towards the head of the bed little by little.

He didn't seem to care if his actions would anger Xing Yue, who was already displeased with him. His expression was as calm as if he were naturally emotionless. Because the ropes blocked his magic power and bound his hands and feet, he could only move by rubbing his body. But rubbing was too slow, so he simply lay down on the ground and rolled over without any grace. Only when he reached Miaomiao's bed did he finally sit still.

Xing Yue and Sang Mo, who watched the whole process: "..." Why is this kid like a pervert?

For the rest of the night, Chi remained in this position. He didn't eat the food Sang Mo brought him. He just stared at the still sleeping Miaomiao with his red eyes.

The more Xing looked at him, the weirder it seemed to him. According to Dahei, Miaomiao had only met this kid once before, and it was this kid who came to him on his own initiative. Logically, they didn't know each other at all before, so why was this kid so obsessed with Miaomiao?

But Chi was like a mute in front of them, and Xing Yue couldn't pry any words out of him.

The big black bird was bored staying in the corner, and later it struggled to roll over and continued to kick Chi, but Chi ignored it.

He seemed to have turned into a frozen stone sculpture, all his gaze focused only on the person who was waiting.

Xing Yue passed by him several times, his initial hostility gradually turning to indifference. He stopped attacking him with his weapon, but he also basically ignored his presence. Sang Mo, on the other hand, seemed to have forgotten their previous fight and asked him several times with a smile if he needed anything.

Chidu didn't reply.

The strange and silent atmosphere in the room continued until the afternoon of the next day, when the figure on the bed suddenly twitched.

It was a very slight twitch, as if it was just an instinctive muscle reaction, but the three people and the bird in the room all looked over.

Xing Yue quickly approached the bed and called out in a low voice, "Miaomiao? Can you hear me? Miaomiao?"

"Hmm..." The child's eyelids twitched, as if he heard the call, but he still couldn't wake up.

His brows were furrowed, as if he was trapped in a nightmare, and his forehead and neck were covered in cold sweat.

Xing Yue's heart was in a knot.

"Move aside, I'll do it." Sang Mo pushed the bewildered Xing Yue aside and took Miaomiao's hand. Gentle wood magic flowed continuously into the child's body along the joint, and a green light soon enveloped most of the bed.

Among the many magical powers, only wood and light can have a healing effect. Sang Mo had tried to heal Miao Miao before, but the child seemed to have a natural barrier in his body that prevented Sang Mo's magic from reaching him.

But this time, when Sang Mo used magic power to enter his body again, the barrier disappeared!

This means Miaomiao will wake up soon!

Sang Mo suppressed the joy in his heart, calmed his mind and continued to supply him with magic power. After his investigation, he found that half of the reason why Miaomiao fell into a coma was because of the exhaustion of magic power, and the other half reason Sang Mo could not find out, but he knew that it must be related to the power behind the singing.

After about ten minutes, Miaomiao's eyelids trembled and finally opened a crack with difficulty.

The golden light fell into those ignorant black eyes, causing everyone beside the bed to tremble in their hearts.

"Miaomiao?" Xing Yue called him softly.

The dilated pupils in his black eyes gradually focused, regaining their usual lively look.

The child tilted his head and saw Xing Yue and Sang Mo beside the bed.

They looked worried, and the golden sunlight shone on their shoulders, making them look very warm.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Sang." He smiled weakly at the two grandfathers, moved his arms, and tried to sit up from the bed.

"Lie down and get some rest." Sang Mo pushed him back onto the bed and said unhappily, "You got yourself into this state after not keeping an eye on you for a while, and you're still thinking about going to school. Do you know how long you've slept?"

Miaomiao shrank her neck guiltily and shook her head.

"You've been unconscious for a whole day." Xing Yue sat down beside his bed, held his hand, and whispered, "Are you feeling any discomfort anywhere?"

A whole day? Miaomiao was stunned. He didn't expect to sleep so long. He just felt like he had a not very pleasant dream. When he woke up, he had returned home from the forest.

He didn't dare to act rashly again, and felt his body carefully. Apart from the dizziness and grogginess typical of those who had slept for a long time, he did not feel any pain. Moreover, because he had almost exhausted his magic power again, the bottleneck in his cultivation seemed to have loosened a little...?

He whispered, "I feel like I'm about to reach level three."

Sang Mo stood aside with his arms folded: "..."

Sang Mo: “???”

He was almost laughing out of anger. It turned out that this incident brought this little ancestor one step closer to leaving for the mainland.

He said coldly, "Your close combat ability is too poor. At such a close distance, there's no way Old Man Xing's attack would miss."

He had forest plants as his eyes and knew everything that happened at the scene, including Miaomiao's empty space.

The trump card that protected his life, an attack that stored eleventh-level magic power, such overwhelming force, was actually deflected and fell to the open ground because of being held by the wrist?

No matter how many times Sang Mo thought about it, he still found it unbelievable.

This is something that would never happen at their level of combat.

Miaomiao felt a little embarrassed when this was mentioned. He felt bad when he missed the target. Fortunately, the opponent was Chi, who had no intention of hurting him. If it was a human who had ill intentions towards him, he would have died by then.

He had always been doing well in his training, but his performance in this actual combat was utterly terrible. This directly exposed a major problem he currently had - if someone approached him at high speed and he didn't have time to react and cast magic, he would be completely controlled by the opponent.

He lowered his head in shame, not daring to face Sang Mo's gaze. He had been a student of Sang Mo for two years. His mistake not only embarrassed him, but also Sang Mo.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Sang, I was too impatient in my practice." Miaomiao apologized.

He only wanted to quickly reach the third level, but ignored the actual use of magic power and even ignored basic combat skills.

It may not seem like a problem now, but once you enter a life-and-death battle, it will become a fatal weakness.

Feeling that the child was sincerely admitting his mistake, Sang Mo's expression relaxed slightly. He opened his lips and was about to say something, but Chi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly squeezed forward from behind them.

He was still tied with the silver rope, his hands and feet bound, like a wild beast in shackles, yet his wildness remained undiminished. He stood in front of Miaomiao, staring at Sang Mo with a pair of red eyes, as if ready to pounce and bite at any moment: "Don't scold Miaomiao."

Miaomiao: “!!”

He let out a small "ah" and opened his eyes wide in panic. Why was Chi here?

There are ropes tied around his body. Was he caught by grandpa and the others?

What should he do? Grandpa and the others don’t want to kill him, right? How should he plead with them?

Sang Mo on the other side: “.”

He rolled his eyes dangerously at the red-haired boy, trying to remind him of his current prisoner status.

But before he could finish his words, he heard Xing Yue coughing beside him and said disapprovingly, "Miao Miao just woke up, there's no need to rush to talk to him now."

Dahei, whose shadow was hidden by the tall and strong men, also jumped and half of his head was exposed: "Haha."

I second the motion.

Sang Mo: “……………………………………”

Okay, okay, so he is the only bad guy, right?

For the first time, the old tree spirit realized how excessively these guys spoiled their children. Miaomiao's attitude towards cultivation had gone astray recently, and no one in this room could escape the blame.

He snorted angrily, walked away and became withdrawn, folded his arms and looked like he was saying, "Do whatever you want."

Miaomiao took the opportunity to secretly pull Chi's clothes, and when the boy turned around, he whispered to him: "Chi, Grandpa Sang is not scolding me. He is a very good person. Hide quickly and don't show up."

He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would be executed by his two grandfathers.

Chi lowered his head and saw the child's hand resting on his clothes. It was white, small, and adorable. Just like him, it was adorable. It reminded him of many soft, harmless animals, but Miaomiao was much stronger than them.

Miaomiao wanted to pull Chi to the back, but she didn't have enough strength and failed to move him. The child hesitated, let go of the clothes, and grabbed Chi's hand instead.

The moment their skin touched, Chi's body suddenly stiffened.

Miaomiao didn't know what he was thinking. She thought he was in a daze and urged him hurriedly: "Hurry up."

He shook the boy's arm.

Chi listened to his overly anxious voice that sounded like a spoiled child, paused, and obediently walked behind him.

Miaomiao hid the person in the corner and used herself to separate Chi from Grandpa and the others, and only then did she feel a little more at ease.

He raised his head and said seriously to Xing Yue beside him: "Grandpa, before I go to school, I want to learn martial arts from you for a while."

Xing Yue was assessing the relationship between Miaomiao and Chi from their interactions. Upon hearing this, a hint of disapproval flashed across his face: "Miaomiao, your physique isn't suitable for practicing both magic and martial arts."

He didn't try to stop the child from pursuing his goals, but Miaomiao's body was too fragile. Even after being tempered by magic, it only reached the level of health of an ordinary person, a far cry from the solid physique of a magic warrior. Forcing her to learn the magic warrior's martial arts would only place unnecessary strain on her body.

"Furthermore, practicing two different systems simultaneously will confuse your magic power and slow down your practice. Since you have a talent for magic, there's no need to burden yourself with learning another one you're not good at."

Miaomiao shook her head, very self-aware: "Grandpa, I don't want to practice both magic and martial arts, nor do I plan to become a magic warrior. I just want to improve my reaction speed in the process of learning martial arts. My perception of danger is still too low now."

He only noticed it when Chi walked behind him, and now he is scared when he thinks about it.

You know, there's a special class of magic warriors called assassins, who are particularly good at sneak attacks and assassinating magicians. If he doesn't practice this reaction now, he might be tricked by others in the future.

Seeing his firm attitude, Xing Yue said no more, and a hint of relief appeared in the depths of his eyes.

From the perspective of an elder, he doesn't want his child to get hurt by working too hard, but from the perspective of a teacher, a genius who works hard to make up for his own shortcomings is undoubtedly very gratifying.

"Okay, I'll teach you some simple martial arts." he said.

Sang Mo lazily added, "Before teaching martial arts, teach him basic fighting techniques. He probably can't even beat a magician of the same level in hand-to-hand combat right now."

"Grandpa Sang!" Miaomiao's face flushed red. He's not that bad, right?

In fact, he still knows a lot of magic, but he just didn't have time to use it this time.

Xing Yue patted him soothingly, knowing that Sang Mo was still angry and wanted to find an opportunity to make fun of them.

His eyes fell on Chi behind the child.

Once one thing is solved, it's time to move on to the next.