Those who can spy on the way of heaven are only scholars
Mu Xuehu was pressed under the smiling fox of Shuche Bai in an extremely shy manner, and then he was stunned when he saw this thing.
Mu Xuehu's eyes are red now, the magic power in his body is constantly surging, he feels a fishy throat, the corners of Mu Xuehu's mouth are slightly upturned, and then a mouthful of dirty blood sprays on the white and tender face of Shuche Zibai, but Shuche Bai is still stunned, letting the blood drip down, Mu Xuehu didn't hold back, laughed out loud, and the corresponding pain in his chest was even more.
Mu Xuehu had to take a big gulp of hard breathing, frowning and trying her best to reconcile the magic in her body, but the effect was minimal.
Shuche Zibai finally 'woke up', looked at Mu Xuehu, who had already slashed his neck with countless blood marks, sighed slightly, and then put Mu Xuehu on his shoulder, letting this troublesome guy keep vomiting blood.
Bending down, picking up the peculiar mask, and looking at it hastily, I found that the mask was not bound by any silk threads. How did Mu Xuehu put this thing on his face?
Shuche Zibai curiously put the mask on Mu Xuehu's face again, and found... I can't pull it off again.
If Mu Xuehu knew, he might only say: The friction and atmospheric pressure of this world. Very away.
It was also the first time that Shuche Zibai discovered that there would be so much blood in the original human body, Mu Xuehu seemed to be a pool of blood, spitting out blood one by one as he moved, and the strong smell of blood made him very unhappy, but he still held back.
Raised his hand slightly, led the way under Luo Xiaoxi's complicated eyes, and then pulled a lever behind a broken Demon God statue, and then a wall shook, as if the machine was stuck, paused, and then slowly rose.
Even if the book car is white, he was stunned - this secret room has not been broken with the passage of time, it seems that there are still people living here yesterday, the beds are clean and tidy, and they are large enough for a person who sleeps the worst to toss and turn on it for a night.
The golden blanket was afraid that others would not know how rich he was, and the incense on the side still exuded a cold aroma after thousands of years, after Shuche Zibai settled Mu Xuehu on the bed, he picked up the small incense and smelled it, and then he was shocked, and looked at the demon cultivator with scattered hair on the bed in disbelief, if he didn't smell it wrong, this cold smell was Mu Xuehu's body fragrance.
Shuche Zibai gently scraped his chin with his fingers, and then took the incense and put it in front of Luo Xiaoxi's nose, warm as jade: "Girl, do you think this smell is familiar?" ”
Although Luo Xiaoxi didn't like this hypocrite very much, she had to smell it impatiently due to the current situation, and then waved her hand: "Your nose is really smart, I don't think this smell is familiar." ”
Shuche Zibai was stunned for a moment, and then thought that Luo Xiaoxi and Mu Xuehu had been together much longer than himself, then... I should be suspicious.
Mu Xuehu is a demon cultivator is already amazing, if he is still the reincarnation of that person, it will be terrifying.
After thinking about it, he put the incense in his arms and lowered his eyes - he liked the smell very much, so he took it back and put it on his body.
At this moment, Mu Xuehu woke up slowly, sat up slowly with his hands on his forehead, his fingers touched the soft gold wire, he was startled, looked up and looked around, and found that he had already stayed somewhere.
As soon as Luo Xiaoxi saw that Mu Xuehu was awake, she couldn't hold back her tears all of a sudden, and threw herself on Mu Xuehu's body and sobbed.
Mu Xuehu patted Luo Xiaoxi's back slightly, after all, she was still an underage girl.
Luo Xiaoxi cried enough, and felt ashamed, and then said everything that Shuche Zibai had done, and finally her eyes flashed: "Shuche Zibai is still very powerful!" ”
The more Mu Xuehu listened, the more wrong it became, because Shuche Zibai's actions didn't seem to be improvized, but it still seemed like a 。。。。。 He knows everything here.
Mu Xuehu raised his eyes to look at the book car Zibai, and found that this guy said with confidence on his face: "Those who can spy on the way of heaven are only scholars." ”
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0-0 [My expression at this moment] I want to have some benefits again, but I am so entangled when the last time it was hidden.