Chapter 8 Don't like other men
Xue Yurong took a step back, widened the distance between the two again, endured the cold in her heart, and said timidly: "Brother Chen, can Zi'er go? It's almost dawn, and my mother will be anxious when she finds out that I won't see me." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Ya's stinky demon, dead perverted, when the old lady practices peerless martial arts, you will definitely be picked up and sold in a brothel to avenge today's revenge."
Hearing Xue Yurong call herself "Zi'er", Shen Chuchen's heart burst with joy, well!
But he suddenly noticed something, frowned, and then his body flashed, and the person had come to Xue Yurong's side, his right hand lightly hugged Xue Yurong's slender waist, quickly leaned down, and kissed Xue Yurong's peach-like little mouth.
Before Xue Yurong went crazy, the person had flashed a few feet away, and only his evil laughter echoed in the entire peach blossom forest, "Well, it tastes good, the deity likes it......"
As soon as the laughter ended, the domineering and murderous voice came into Xue Yurong's ears again: "When the deity is not around, Xiao Zi'er is not allowed to like other men! If Xiao Zi'er dares to fall in love with a man other than the deity, the deity will definitely cut the wild man with a thousand knives, and then punish his nine clans, and the blood stains the world......" The voice gradually faded away until it disappeared.
Xue Yurong couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't help but mourn silently for the man she liked in the future, and then remembered something, her face was annoyed, her sleeve wiped her lips hard, and scolded: "Bah, you are a pervert, you are a pervert, you have suffered for ten thousand years, stinky demons, voyeurs, today's hatred is not shared, Miss Ben has written it down." "I comforted myself in my heart that I was kissed by a dog, but I was just kissed by a dog.
There is no return to the forest.
"What's going on?" "The wind groaned?" Standing on the mountain rocks, but on the face of the peerless city, there was an extra white jade mask engraved with peach blossoms, which added a touch of mysterious beauty, and the whole person seemed even more peerless, moving, and asked in a lazy voice with a hint of danger.
Netherworld Palace Protector Feng Yin, with a hint of weakness, respectfully hugged his fists and said: "Lord, Xue Yan Protector is seriously injured, Feng Yin is willing to ask Lord Venerable to return to the Netherworld quickly and save Xue Yan Protector." ”
I don't know why? I always feel that today's Venerable Lord is weird, this look is as if I have ruined the great affairs of the Venerable Lord, and I sighed in my heart, it can't be such a coincidence, right? Thinking of this possibility, I was drenched in a cold sweat for a while.
It's over, it's over, I, Xueyan, Hualuo, and Yuehua went to the Soul Snatching Valley to take the matter of Xingyun without telling the Lord, I wanted to take the initiative to confess before the Lord returned to the Netherworld Palace, and confessed leniently, but now I don't dare to say it even if I borrow a hundred guts from myself!
"You went to the Valley of the Soul Snatchers?" seemed to be a question, but in fact he was sure, Shen Chuchen's face was calm, and he was playing with a delicate jade fan in his hand, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.
It's over, the Venerable Lord actually guessed, carefully peeked at the calm and waveless face of his own Venerable Lord, Feng Yin's heart trembled, knowing that his own Venerable Lord, the calmer his face, the more "miserable" he would become, waiting for the "fate" of the four of them, the more "miserable" he would be, his heart trembled, a drop of cold sweat instantly dripped from his forehead, and he couldn't help but mourn for himself and the other three in his heart.
"This, this ......" was struggling with how to explain to the Venerable, the first dust of the underworld had drifted away, without a single cloud, only a fist-sized pink butterfly, fanning a pair of small wings, looking at the wind, and suddenly staring at each other, looking at each other "affectionately".
Until a cold voice came from the direction of the first dust's departure, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar, "Don't hurry up and follow Fluttershy to protect your lord, if you let people run away or lose a hair, it will be a sin on top of a sin, and the deity will not be spared." ”