"Little boy!" Yin Zi was a little nervous, this little thing has always been quiet, and he sleeps on his arm when he has nothing to do, why is it so abnormal today. "Words * love * first * hair

After the tightness just now, Xiao Ling's body seemed to slowly lose strength, and it was softly wrapped around Yin Zi's arm, the kind that might fall off at any time.

Yin Zi reached out and took the little thing down, held it in the palm of his hand, and touched its gorgeous little body with his fingers.

The figure in front of him shook, and after only a while, two men who wanted to see each other stood on the left and right of Yin Zi.

The Soul Saint looked at Lan Yifei's face and hated it! He really didn't wear that Wolf King mask today, however, the jade pendant on his waist showed his unique identity, the Soul Saint had already hid from the Xuanyang King when he saw it, and now he saw that the person was on the other side, and he really wanted to turn around and leave.

Lan Yifei didn't raise his eyes to look at the Soul Saint at all, as for the disgust on the Soul Saint's face, he ignored it, and looked directly at the little obedient in Yin Zi's palm.

"What have you fed it lately?" Although the Soul Saint looked at King Xuanyang unpleasantly, he couldn't care about the life or death of the little girl, and asked Yin Zi angrily.

Yin Zi didn't care about arguing with them, and replied honestly: "It doesn't eat anything I make, and I see that it's okay if it doesn't eat for many days, so I think it has a way to solve the ration problem......

"You!" The Soul Saint was smoked by the seven orifices of the sound purple qi, and couldn't help but have a headache, looking at the little girl who was shrunk into a ball in her palm, she gritted her teeth in distress and anger: "Let you think that such a fool is the master, and now you are starving to death, don't be aggrieved?" Do you deserve it! ”

"Hey, you ......" Yin Zi raised his head and wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a reason, his head was still high just now, he instantly lowered his head, and looked at the little thing in his palm with a distressed face: "......"

"You haven't told her what the little girl wants to eat, how can she know!" Hearing the Soul Saint say this, Lan Yifei was not happy, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to defend it! By the way, he stood closer to Yin Zi and observed the condition of this little girl.

"......" The soul saint hated the Xuanyang King, not only because he couldn't beat him, but also because he had many twists and turns in his heart, and he could entangle himself. Now that he is so openly protecting Yin Zi, if the Soul Saint is blaming Yin Zi for two sentences, you can imagine what kind of "courtesy" he will receive!

"Xiao Liang is a rare best in the seven-colored snake, its requirements for rations are also surprisingly high, if it does not meet its appetite, it can not eat or drink for half a month, but after all, if it does not eat or drink for a long time, it will not be able to stand it after all!" Lan Yifei snatched the Soul Saint's explanation and explained it directly to Yin Zi.

The Soul Saint really wanted to slap him very ungracefully, you know so much, how can you still let the little boy become such a virtue?

"Seven-colored snakes like wild Ganoderma lucidum, and there is just a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in Xuanyang Palace, you can take Xiao Liang over to taste it!" Lan Yifei is very attentive.

Yin Zi touched Xiao Ling's neck, knowing that it was really hungry and fainted, so he gently put it in his purse, raised his head and didn't look at Lan Yifei, only at the other two protectors: "Where is there still wild Ganoderma lucidum?" ”

"Huh!" The Soul Saint looked at Lan Yifei with a smug smile, let you be courteous, people don't accept your affection at all!

Lan Yifei looked back at this Soul Saint indifferently, but the essence in his eyes made the Soul Saint's lazy smile somewhat restrained.

Knowing turned his head to look away, obviously not wanting to join their war, at this moment, the door of the thatched hut opened, Mu Mu came out of it, and said loudly: "Young master, there is a thousand-year-old Lingzhi in Qiaoyun Palace!" ”