Chapter 1370: You Actually Want to Sleep with Your Baby

An Baobao was frightened into a cold sweat by the sudden appearance of the feathered snake, and looked up at the sky sadly. Ma Dan, why is he so elusive, don't you know that eavesdropping on other people's words is a very immoral thing? Don't you know how to avoid it?

Especially when people say bad things about you.

The sketched death was a fuse, and it blew up the originally gloomy and untalkative feathered snake at once. These days, it's just that no one is pleasing to the eye, and if it's not pleasing to the eye, I'll lose my temper. All the demon beasts consciously stayed away from him, but Luo An'an, the unlucky one......

I'm going to be chased to death!

Chai Sang saw that the big thing was not good, and he laughed embarrassedly twice and then slipped away immediately. Leave Baby alone to face the furious Feathered Serpent.

An Baobao: ...... Big brother, what about your righteousness? Pull down your virtuous brother!

"Hehe......" The feathered snake released its coercion and approached Luo An'an step by step.

"Hahaha......" a certain one smiled awkwardly and found the topic to himself: "That...... , Snake King, what a coincidence!"

Suddenly, the feathered snake frowned, and quickly pinched the hand that Luo An'an had held two days ago.

"Your wounds are healed!!"

The feathered snake squeezed Luo An'an's hand hatefully, he thought that Lan Fu's hand of refining medicine was invalid that day, but he didn't expect this person to have two brushes.

"It hurts, it hurts!!," Luo An'an shouted spinelessly. No way, she didn't want to break her hand again.

The feathered snake didn't let go, just looked at Luo An'an fixedly, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, his snake pupils stood up, and he looked at Lan Fu dangerously: "It's you, it's you who killed Gouhua, isn't it!"

"Don't wronged me!" Luo An'an struggled angrily: "Although the snake king doesn't like me, there is no need to plant it so vigorously! I'm just in the early stage of Jindan, how can I have the ability to kill your subordinate!"

"Hmph, with your cultivation, you naturally don't have this ability!" "Feathered Serpent sneered: "But you can use poison! And your hand is already healed, you must have poisoned the sketch!" traitor!"

Originally, this sonorous and powerful accusation was enough to scare the heart of the fox to death, but at this moment, Luo An'an did not receive the slightest impact, and even his heartbeat did not speed up.

Lan Fu's eyes were overflowing with tears, and he said indignantly and aggrievedly: "You also know that my poison is only useful to the demon beasts of the Yuan Infant Stage at most, how can I kill a distraction stage! You...... You just see that I don't like me, and you want to kill me!"

"If I really have such superb poison skills, I must have poisoned you first!"

Luo An'an's "brainless" words seemed to anger the Feathered Serpent, but in fact, they dispelled a lot of his suspicions. With this Lan Fu who doesn't know how to hide his IQ, it really doesn't look like he can plot it. And......

Lan Fu's appearance was originally white and tender, and his facial features were also extremely good. The most interesting thing is that the eyes, which are obviously round, but the corners of the eyes are slightly raised to draw a hooking arc. At this moment, the appearance of pouting with tears in his eyes looks even more pitiful, and he is ...... With a flair that he didn't even know about.

This feeling is like a charming fox clan, but it is much more tempting than those fox clans who deliberately show off their amorous feelings.

The smooth touch of the thin wrist in his hand was still there, and the eyes of the feathered snake as he looked at Lan Fu gradually deepened, becoming more and more dangerous.

Luo An'an was stunned, frightened by this look.

"You're fine!!" The feathered snake lowered its head and loosened its grip on Lan Fu's wrist, and the other hand suddenly pinched Lan Fu's chin and trapped him in his arms: "You slander and sketch so much, how can this king seek justice for sketching?"

Luo An'an was frightened by this dangerous aura: "I don't know, let go of me!"

"Hehe," the Feathered Serpent smiled in a low voice, "The sketch is there to sleep for this king." Since he is dead, then you will come to sleep for him. Taking care of this king is the greatest wish of the sketch. ”

"With this king, you will be more favored than if you were alive. How about it, Lan Fu, this is a blessing that ordinary people can't think of!"