There was also a little black cat that popped up and down the cold path.

The little black cat saw Xiao Chen also meowing happily, and jumped on Xiao Chen's shoulder at once.

The little black cat's behavior aroused strong dissatisfaction from Xiao Chen's neckline and the little milk cat.

The little milk cat waved its little short legs to scratch the black cat, but the legs were too short to reach.

The black cat looked at the little milk cat like a bun, and Le's eyes narrowed.

With a smile on Leng Xiaolu's face, Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Xiaolu, come here." ”

Leng Xiaolu heard Xiao Chen call him over, and jumped happily.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at Xiao Chen's side, Xiao Chen straightened his face: "What are you laughing at?"

Leng Xiaolu saw Xiao Chen's stinky face, a little at a loss, and lowered his head and rolled the corners of his clothes with his hands.

Xiao Chen slapped his forehead, this fucking girl's heart burst!

"Stand upright, raise your head, raise your chest, and cock your ass. ”

Leng Xiaolu subconsciously followed Xiao Chen's words and made movements, but his cheeks were red with shame, and his face was like a peach blossom.

Xiao Chen and the others covered their eyes, "This shouldn't be able to come back." ”

"In the future, the lord of hell, what kind of system will be the shy answer all day long, and I will teach you the way of the king from today. ”

I still like Leng Xiaolu Xiaochen very much, of course, this is not love, this is just the kind of love that elders like for younger generations.

Leng Xiaolu's performance made Xiao Chen very satisfied several times, once in the River of Silence and once in his own home.

In the face of the enemy, this seemingly soft and weak little boy showed amazing resilience and cold-bloodedness.

Regarding the matter of entering hell, Leng Xiaolu also heard General Baima mention it once, but he didn't pay attention to it because he was a little confused.

Now that he heard Xiao Chen mention it again, Leng Xiaolu scratched his head and asked, "Brother Xiao Chen, what are you talking about the Lord of Hell?"

Xiao Chen didn't plan to hide it from Leng Xiaolu, sooner or later he had to know about it, and he would have been prepared if he knew it.

Xiao Chen repeated General Baima's words, what hell reopened, reincarnation restarted, Leng Xiaolu was stunned for a moment when he heard it.

In the end, Leng Xiaolu pouted and said with a reluctant look: "Why me, I don't want to be a king." ”

Xiao Chen's mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out, and this brain circuit is also Qingqi.

Such a big pie is still a hundred unhappy when it falls on his head, and what others can't ask for when they cry grandpa and grandma is estimated to be worthless in his eyes.

As for why it was Leng Xiaolu, Xiao Chen felt that it was probably because his own soul was a Yin God, and he was born to suppress the Yin and evil things.

There is also such a big piece of purple luck on his head, and if he doesn't get a king, I'm sorry for that luck.

In the final analysis, Leng Xiaolu is the kind of person who is so lucky that he bursts, Xiao Chen estimates that this product is lying on the bed and not moving, I am afraid that there will be a big chance to hit the head.

"Oh, how good it is to go to hell, to be a mountain king, a lot of followers all day long, to be windy, to rain and rain, and there are a lot of beautiful female ghosts, isn't it beautiful. ”

After listening to Xiao Chen's words, Leng Xiaolu's mouth grinned, and he almost cried: "I don't want to go to hell, I don't want any female ghosts." ”

Leng Xiaolu said, lowered his head, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "I just want to stay here, stay by Brother Xiao Chen's side." By the end of the day, the sound was barely audible.

"What do you say, be louder. ”

Leng Xiaolu's face turned red, and he said in a panic: "No...... Not...... Didn't say anything. ”

"Yes, I'll talk about this later, and from today onwards, you follow me to learn the royal way. ”

Xiao Chen thought about it and felt that something was wrong, he was domineering, and he didn't match the royal road at all, and there was even a conflict.

"Xiaolong'er, Xiaolong'er....... Xiao Chen shouted at the black knife, and finally called out the indifferent Prison Dragon.

Seeing the prison dragon, Leng Xiaolu's mouth opened in surprise, and he held back a sentence for a long time, "Okay, what a beautiful sister." ”

"Sister?"

Xiao Chen looked at the prison dragon with a strange expression, this girl doesn't know how long she has lived, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years, as long as the prison dragon's sword body is not destroyed, she can even live forever, this is the real old immortality.

Calling such an old immortal sister always makes Xiao Chen a little weird.

But to Xiao Chen's surprise, hearing the title of sister, the corners of the prison dragon's mouth were slightly hooked, and there were actually signs of laughing.

This is simply the flowering of the iron tree, it seems that as long as it is a female, regardless of whether it is a human or a demon, it has this habit.

"Xiaolong'er, this little guy has been handed over to you, you know a lot, teach this little guy how to be a qualified king. ”

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he fell back into his chair and straightened up his body.

After hooking the corners of his mouth at first, the Prison Dragon quickly regained his indifferent expression, and his body exuded that killing aura again.

Leng Xiaolu's spiritual sense was so strong that he instantly sensed that the heroic sister in front of him was as unattainable as a mountain, and he was a small grass under the mountain, insignificant.

Leng Xiaolu looked at Xiao Chen, who was standing tall, and said with a crying voice: "Brother Xiao Chen, I'm afraid." ”

Xiao Chen smiled and said: "You are afraid of a hammer, you are a boy, Xiaolong'er is a girl, if you want to say that you are afraid, Xiaolong'er is afraid." ”

The Prison Dragon rolled his eyes and waved his hand, and a black vortex began to appear on the black knife.

The prison dragon took Leng Xiaolu's hand, unexpectedly gentle, which made Xiao Chen very unhappy, he didn't have this treatment, it was really cheap for this little bastard.

The black vortex sucked the two of them in, and completely disappeared into the world.

Xiao Chen looked at the two who disappeared, slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "My little dragon is smart, say a thousand things and ten thousand, it is better to let the little guy go back to the king directly, use the illusion to create a country, let Leng Xiaolu be the king of the mountain for a while, then everything will be solved!"

Xiao Chenle patted the prison dragon's ass, and his figure gradually disappeared in place.

A small bun shop.

The butcher's figure seems to be getting more and more bloated, and today's business is not very good, the butcher sits in front of the shop, holding a few buns in his hand and sighs.

The young ladies who come and go on the road don't come to buy a bun, and the nutrition can't keep up, how can they develop well?

The butcher threw a bun into his mouth with some sadness, and then smashed it twice with some unsatisfactory feelings.

"Dead fatty, life is very comfortable!"

A familiar voice sounded, and the butcher subconsciously shivered, and immediately put on a smiling face and howled loudly: "My lord, my lord, you want to kill me." ”

As he spoke, he jumped up and gave Xiao Chen a loving hug, but he went fast and came back quickly, and his entire fat body smashed into the bun shop, making a mess.