Chapter 190

Under the night sky, amidst the passionate violin music, Qiao Sang and the Crown-Cat locked eyes, like a fated encounter.

The next second.

The Crown-Cat flicked its tail and left.

Qiao Sang: "!

!"

"Like Ya Bao! Chase!"

Qiao Sang leaped and flipped onto Like Ya Bao's back in a cool posture.

"Ya!"

Hearing her Beast Tamer's words, Like Ya Bao subconsciously exerted force with its limbs to start running, but the moment its left forelimb stepped out, it seemed to think of something and pulled it back.

"Ya?"

Who are we chasing again?

Qiao Sang: "..."

"The short-legged one in front! The one carrying a bag!" Qiao Sang pointed at the Crown-Cat, which was about to disappear with its elegant steps, and said loudly.

"Ya!"

Like Ya Bao let out a cry, indicating it had locked onto the target.

It bent its limbs slightly and plowed the ground twice with its right hind limb.

Seeing this, the little treasure-hunting ghost hurriedly floated onto its Beast Tamer's head, holding the unfinished grilled sausage in one claw and gripping its Beast Tamer's hair tightly with the other.

"Super Xunxun!"

The moment the little treasure-hunting ghost was ready, Like Ya Bao turned into a phantom and disappeared from the spot.

Leaving the little girl alone in the wind with a face full of question marks.

When the young father found the little girl, he found her staring motionlessly in one direction.

"Didn't I tell you not to run around? How did you get here?" the young father rubbed his daughter's hair and asked in a hoarse voice.

The little girl came back to her senses, looked up, and said happily: "Daddy, I just saw a Flame-Listening Dog!"

Thinking of his recent encounter, the young father's mouth twitched: "Are you sure you didn't mistake it?"

The little girl retorted: "Of course not! I even touched it!"

"Is that so?" The young father took his daughter's fair, tender hand and said: "Let's go home and tell Mom."

In the plaza, the figures of the big and small pair gradually walked away.

"Daddy, I want to be a Beast Tamer when I grow up!"

"Okay."

"I want to contract a Fire-Tooth Dog and make it evolve into a Flame-Listening Dog!"

"Okay."

"Daddy, are you done with your big thing?"

"..."

"Are we going to buy the Flame-Listening Dog model now?"

"..."

In the night wind, the Crown-Cat ran in front, and Like Ya Bao chased behind.

In terms of pure speed, it should have been easy to catch up.

But the Crown-Cat was small, agile, and loved to run into narrow places with obstacles, so Like Ya Bao, being slightly larger, chased for five minutes without catching up.

Qiao Sang sat on Like Ya Bao's back, feeling the passion of speed and the headache on her scalp, her adrenaline continuing to soar.

Along the way, she hadn't thought about letting Like Ya Bao use skills, and the first thing she thought of was letting it use telekinesis.

But after Like Ya Bao used telekinesis, not only did its speed slow down, but its accuracy wasn't as good as usual.

Qiao Sang instantly realized that pets need to concentrate their mental power and internal energy to release skills, which is difficult to do while running.

Physical attack skills are fine, as they require the body to move, but special attack skills don't work that way.

This is why most pets stand in place to release skills during competition battles.

Using teleportation to chase doesn't work either. With Like Ya Bao's current entry-level teleportation, it couldn't carry anyone. If it forced it, she feared she would have intimate contact with the ground.

But fortunately, she had more than one pet...

Seeing the Crown-Cat run into a small alley again, Qiao Sang immediately shouted: "Little Treasure, block it!"

"Xun!"

The little treasure-hunting ghost, holding the half-eaten grilled sausage that had already gone cold, instantly disappeared from Qiao Sang's head.

Qiao Sang felt her scalp lighten, and her mood improved quite a bit.

Once she reached the alley entrance and saw the Crown-Cat dressed as an Iron-Strike Cat blocked inside by the little treasure-hunting ghost, her mood improved even more.

"Little guy, keep running if you can." Qiao Sang grinned, saying a classic villain line.

"Yaya!"

Like Ya Bao grinned, wearing the same villainous expression as Qiao Sang.

The little treasure-hunting ghost took the opportunity to take a bite of the unfinished grilled sausage.

"Crown..." The Crown-Cat was caught in the middle, quite helplessly taking off the bag hanging around its neck with its claws and handing it forward.

Qiao Sang's expression froze, and she couldn't help but complain: "If someone saw your reaction, they'd think I was robbing you."

"Crown?" The Crown-Cat blinked.

Isn't that what you're doing?

Qiao Sang couldn't understand its words and continued to speak to herself: "You were walking just fine, why did you run?"

"Crown..."

The Crown-Cat curled its lips. If you hadn't chased it, would it have run?

Qiao Sang continued: "Come with me, your Beast Tamer is looking for you, I'll take you back."

"Crown..."

The Crown-Cat hesitated for a moment, then shook its head.

Although Qiao Sang couldn't understand its meaning, she at least understood the gesture.

"Why? Just because they made you practice farting?" Qiao Sang asked, puzzled.

It would have been better not to mention this, but as soon as she did, the Crown-Cat felt miserable.

"Crown! Crown!" The Crown-Cat's expression became serious, and it began to argue its case.

Qiao Sang was silent for two seconds and said: "Like Ya Bao, translate."

"Ya."

"Yaya." Like Ya Bao translated earnestly.

During Like Ya Bao's translation, the Crown-Cat noticed the little treasure-hunting ghost focusing on eating the grilled sausage nearby.

Its eyes rolled, and it threw the bag in its claws hard at Qiao Sang to block her vision, then turned its head, its eyes quickly glowing with blue light.

The grilled sausage in the little treasure-hunting ghost's claws was pulled to the ground by an invisible force without any defense.

"Xun!"

The little treasure-hunting ghost was so scared that it hurriedly lowered its head and extended a short toe to use telekinesis.

Fortunately, the telekinesis was used in time, and the grilled sausage was frozen about a centimeter from the ground.

"Xun..."

The little treasure-hunting ghost looked down at the grilled sausage and breathed a sigh of relief.

But just then, the Crown-Cat leaped up, used its amazing jumping ability to jump directly onto the little treasure-hunting ghost's head, took off the ring with its front claws, then kicked off with its hind limbs, jumped upward, stepped into mid-air, and escaped toward the sky.

The little treasure-hunting ghost felt its head lighten and subconsciously touched it with its claws.

"Xun!

!"

The next second, a scream echoed through the entire alley.

At the same time, the grilled sausage fell to the ground.

"Super Xunxun!"

The little treasure-hunting ghost turned around, raised its head, and looked at the Crown-Cat—which had knocked down its grilled sausage and taken its ring—with an extremely angry expression.

"Crown."

The Crown-Cat felt the little treasure-hunting ghost's gaze, turned its head, smiled elegantly, and then unhurriedly threw the ring onto the ground about five meters away from the little treasure-hunting ghost.

After Qiao Sang caught the bag coming toward her, what she saw was the Crown-Cat running toward the sky with the little treasure-hunting ghost's ring.

She was a bit dazed at first.

But the Crown-Cat's subsequent act of throwing the ring instantly made her understand its intention.

In the Crown-Cat's view, Like Ya Bao was just a simple Fire-type pet, and the only one who could chase it into the sky was the little treasure-hunting ghost, so as long as it used the ring to hold the little treasure-hunting ghost back, it could escape successfully.

Brilliant... If the timing hadn't been wrong, Qiao Sang would have almost applauded it.

Unfortunately, the Crown-Cat hadn't guessed that Like Ya Bao also possessed Psychic-type attributes.

"Like Ya Bao, use tele..."

Qiao Sang's voice stopped abruptly, her expression dazed, and she subconsciously swallowed as she watched the scene before her.

Under the moonlight, all the visible shadows in the alley twisted, as if they had come to life, and strands of pitch-black darkness extended from them, like black silk, shooting straight toward a shadow on the wall.

The black silk pulled hard, and the Crown-Cat in mid-air was dragged down by an invisible force, pulling it straight back to the ground.

"Crown?!

"