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Although I felt strange and wanted to investigate, the slaves guarding the door were an obstacle that prevented them from approaching easily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a look, he finally resisted the urge to go and investigate.

They kept watch and did not see any movement, and from beginning to end, only the saint entered alone.

The saint is a woman who is weird, maybe she is crazy herself.

withdrew the move to check, and the black-clothed secret guard who was monitoring continued to endure it......

And in the house, the holy snake didn't know when, it had already come out of the baby's body, and with blood stains all over it, it swam in front of Wu Xin'er.

It was wound up along the bedpost, and the snake's head stretched out towards Wu Xin'er, "hissing" and spitting snake letters.

Wu Xin'er glanced at the bloodstained holy snake, there was not the slightest disgust in her eyes, but she stretched out her white fingers and directly touched its slippery body.

That action, look invisible, a burst of evil.

Even if she didn't touch it, she could imagine how slippery and greasy it should be to get it, with mucus and a cold snake body......

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel good.

However, Wu Xin'er didn't feel disgusted at all, she touched a handful of holy snakes, and touched them again, and she smiled in her mouth, "Are you worried about me? You don't even finish eating such delicious things...... Good, really good...... I didn't hurt you in vain. ”

Sure enough, her holy snakes are much more reliable than men.

Man...... Nine Brothers......

Wu Xin'er withdrew the hand that had touched the holy snake, and the handful of blood on the hand, she put it to her mouth so carelessly, stretched out her scarlet tongue, and licked the liquid on her finger.

That action, let her do it, is so seductive, but if you can ignore the back and forth, wrapping the disgusting blood in your hand, it is really seductive.

"Ninth Brother...... You deceived Xin'er, what should Xin'er do with you?"

Wu Xin'er's words were low, with a little trembling tail note, but they drifted cold in the room......

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In the carriage, for a long time, no one said a word, or even a word.

Or should it be said that after reporting from Wuying, between Qianjiyao and Zongzheng Baiyu, it was as if an invisible wall had been erected, separating the two of them.

Qian Jiyao was still lazily lying on the soft couch, looking intently at the scroll in her hand, as if the small episode that had just happened was not enough to arouse her slightest emotion.

The light and breezy appearance almost made Zong Zhengbai think that everything just now was just a dream for him.

The two were silent for a long time, and in the end, it was Zong Zheng Baixian who couldn't help it, thought for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Qian Jiyao's gaze moved away from the scroll, raised his head and glanced at Zong Zheng Baiyu, raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Ask you, what do I have to ask you?"

He shook his head, lowered his eyes again, and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.

He also reached out and grabbed a handful of dried fruits on the table, like that, how comfortable it should be.

Because of her words, Zong Zhengbai suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and rubbed his eyebrows irritably.

He never imagined that she would one day know about the existence of the Holy Maiden.

In his opinion, the saint will never have a handover with her, but ...... It's that he's too confident.

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