It turns out that the dream weaver is not without intelligence, but they are different from other spirit beasts, so it is difficult to communicate.

Seeing that the spirit beasts were looking forward to it, Huang Beiyue was very kind. However, she was always vengeful. The dream weaver made her suffer so much, and she couldn't let him too well.

She beckoned the little red gold sage tiger to come over, held the dream weaver in his mouth, and told him, "go and watch it, don't let him run, you know?"

The little red gold sage tiger was entrusted with a heavy task, immediately felt extremely glorious, nodded excitedly, and then, while drooling, ran happily towards those dream weavers.

Poor dream weaver shivered in his saliva, his teeth trembled, and those dream weavers jumped up and down, squeaking and screaming.

The little red golden sage tiger's mouth was loosened, and he threw the dream weaver on the ground. The dream weaver rolled on the ground, ran to his parents and cried.

Mother Zhimeng sadly wiped her tears with her petals, touched the head of little Zhimeng animal, squeaked and said nothing, and then put a pocket bag on his neck.

The little dream weaver immediately opened his mouth and cried loudly, which was not so aggrieved!

Huang Beiyue is watching from behind. Although she can't understand the little things, she wants to know that the little dream weaver must be fighting with his parents, asking them not to give him to her vicious master.

Both the mother and father of the dream weaver are crying. A group of small dream weaver are crying beside them. The noisy squeak and squeak sound is very grumpy!

"All right!" Huang Beiyue called out, and scared the little dream weaver to run away.

The mother of Zhimeng beast squeaked at her and didn't know what to say. Huang Beiyue looked at Feng Lianyi and said with a smile, "she said, this is her youngest child. She's stupid. I hope you can treat him better and don't let the spirit beast outside bully him."

Huang Beiyue picks a eyebrow. Although she doesn't care about it on the surface, she is slightly touched in her heart. Children who leave their parents will be remembered by their parents.

Especially the smallest, dumb one.

"He is obedient, so I will protect him."

When the mother heard this, she patted the head of the little dream weaver and gave him another squeaky advice. Then the father of the dream weaver also made a squeaky speech and waved to the little dream weaver.

The little dream weaver holds his pocket bag and drips two tears. After squeaking, he turns around reluctantly, but suddenly sees the big head of the little red golden sage tiger, which is several times bigger for him. He is scared out of his wits.

The little red golden sage tiger playfully opens his mouth and tries to hold him in his mouth. The little dream weaver squeaks and runs to the direction of yubeiyue with his short legs in his pocket bag.

He was like a little ball of wool, with a round body and small petals, squeaking and crying.

That way, all of a sudden let the little red gold sage tiger excited, really when he is a rolling wool ball, like, excitedly catch up.

The big mouth of the little red golden sage tiger is right behind him. The heat scared him half to death. With a squeak, he finally ran to the foot of Yubei moon and hurriedly hugged her leg for help.