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"Are you playing this game?" The seventh princess whipped angrily, and the whip whistled and flew up, pointing angrily, "I want to die...... This palace can fulfill you. ”

Wusu stretched out his hand and grabbed the end of the long whip, and sighed softly: "The princess has misunderstood, how dare Xiaoxian." The princess must not use force in Pan Taoyuan, otherwise Xiaoxian will be very embarrassed. ”

The man on the side looked silently, is this little girl really the "villain" that he hates in his mouth?

It looks like she's just a little girl who doesn't know the height of the sky, and I can't see anything worthy of the main hall's personal action......

The seventh princess's apricot eyes widened, and she pumped hard, and the end of the whip seemed to be nailed to death, and she didn't move at all.

She hurriedly said: "Dead girl, let go!" ”

Wusu obediently let go, and the long whip fell softly and suddenly flipped straight and struck.

Wusu shook his head, his expression seemed to be regretful, and his figure walked to the side of the seventh princess in a flutter, took the fierce long whip, and then retreated lightly.

The seventh princess looked blankly at the emptiness in her hands, and said angrily: "You-you want to die!" The fingertips flipped over the flowers, and a few white rays of light flew straight away.

Wusu glanced at her speechlessly, and danced the whip to bring up the falling flowers on the ground to fly up all over the sky, which could block the white light: "It seems that the princess needs to calm down......"

The words fell, and a strong fragrance of peach blossoms spread in the air.

After the fragrance of flowers, the angry Seven Princesses stiffly maintained the action of attacking, standing motionless in place.

Wusu put away the long whip, returned it to the hands of the seventh princess, turned around and said lightly: "Pan Taoyuan has no intention to welcome outsiders, and I hope that the two of you will leave as soon as possible." ”

The petals that fluttered in the air rose with the wind, and the wind stopped falling and scattered all over again.

The man's gaze swept over the back of Wusu's departure, and casually lifted the prohibition of the seventh princess.

The seventh princess blushed, and she couldn't find anyone when she wanted to get angry, she was angry and ashamed, and complained with a little complaint: "Why doesn't Brother Yansheng help me teach this dead girl a lesson?" ”

The man's expression was indifferent, and he didn't mean to answer, but said: "Princess, it's not too early, the palace will send you back to the palace." ”

The seventh princess glanced at Bai Sun, who seemed to have not moved his position for a long time, flicked her whip hatefully, and flew away.

-- The next day, when the golden crow was rising, the sky was already bright, and the usual silence in the peach orchard was silent, and suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

The little mole got up from the bottom of the freshly dug pit, rubbed his eyes in a daze, jumped to the ground, glanced at the quiet depths of the peach forest nearby, and staggered towards the door.

The door opened, and a handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old appeared, still with a bit of childishness between his eyebrows.

The young man nervously handed over a large tutud of flowers, and said dryly: "My Royal Highness gave it to your master." ”

The little mole rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that his eyesight was about presbyopia, and there was still a fancy for that kind of black-hearted pseudo-loli these years, did he take too many drugs......

It sympathetically took the flowers from the bewildered gaze of the boy, and for a moment the large clusters of flowers covered its thin body from head to toe.

The young man suddenly looked strange and said uneasily, "Do you need help sending flowers into the garden?" ”

The flowers shook the whole thing, and said in a sullen voice: "No need, if you come in, I'll be finished." I'll hand it over, and if you're okay, get out of here as soon as possible. ”

The voice under the flowers was full of kind and comforting meaning, and the boy felt that he should be grateful.

Before coming, he vaguely knew that the owner of the garden had a strange temper, but the nerves at the corners of his mouth were a little abnormal at the moment, and when the door slammed shut in front of his eyes, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth twice, and felt that he was probably no different from a psychopath.

In the peach forest, a large cluster of delicately wrapped flowers swayed slowly in the forest.

"Fairy, fairy, someone sent you flowers." The flowers swayed and called in a sullen voice.

A branch flew out of the forest and smashed it in the center of the flowers, and the flowers hit the street in a second and scattered all over the ground.

A mole crawled out of the scattered pile of flowers, still muttering, "Fairy, your flowers—"

Wusu lay on the tree yawning, tugging at the branches, the corner of his eye inadvertently swept over the seemingly empty wall, and casually poked the mole's soft body: "Who allowed you to bring garbage into the garden?" ”

…… There's a nasty bug stalking--

This stalking technology is really getting more and more out of the stream!

Isn't that old thing of the Emperor of Heaven still willing to give up?

Interesting, then consume it.

The mole was smashed so that he didn't come back to his senses, he was stunned for a while, jumped a long distance, and angrily gouged his paws: "Fairy, you keep beating me like this, if you don't pay attention, I will be killed by you." ”

Wusu smiled strangely: "You have such thick skin, if I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't use this." ”

So what else do you want to use? The mole was very dissatisfied, looking at the flowers on the ground, slightly heartbroken, the unlucky flowers were attacked from both physical and psychological aspects.

Wusu picked up the mole's body with a branch and shook it inadvertently: "You haven't said who gave it to you?" ”

The mole flew into the air coldly, swaying back and forth unsteadily, and was almost thrown out.

It subconsciously clung to the branch, and its heart palpitated: "...... I don't know, I don't know, he said what His Highness gave to you to the fairy...... Fairy, what do you want to do? ”

"Don't know? Don't recognize? Wu Su smiled coldly, suddenly pulled back the branch, and slapped the mole's buttocks, and the mole fell to the ground in an arc, landing its head on the ground first, and its buttocks facing the sky.

It seemed to hear the skeleton of its whole body clatter apart, staggering up from the ground, and squeaking angrily after spitting several times.

Wu Su lay on the tree and moved his body, glanced at the wall again "inadvertently", and ruthlessly threw down a sentence: "This is a small punishment for you, I am your master, and you were actually disturbed by an unknown outsider to disturb my precious sleep." Hehe, next time, I'll send you directly to heaven......"

Twelve hours a day, eleven and a half hours of sleeping, and the remaining half an hour of drowsiness, is also called precious?

The mole was furious, very angry, and felt that if its anger could be turned into flames, it would surely burn its unconscionable master to the ground.

Unfortunately, this is impossible, so it can only make someone jump on the little apple in their head, kneel down and sing and conquer, and there is no practical way to do it.

Indignantly, it began to dig through the earth, imagining the ground beneath its feet as someone's face, with its left and right hooks, and it was very happy.

There was finally movement on the other side of the wall, and the motionless and hidden figure disappeared silently.

Wusu propped his head, and the corner of his eye silently watched-

Strange, why did you get out so early today?

Could it be that Xuanxiao Palace was burned?

Wusu's gaze unconsciously fell on the mole rat who was digging through the gap in the leaves, and the mole rat was indeed a family...... Both like to make holes...... It makes so many holes in the peach forest...... Are you planning to play whack-a-mole in the future...... It's a gopher!

A paper crane flew silently into the leaves, turned into a note with words written on it, and slowly fell, staying in front of Wusu - three days later, the Bihua Cave was gone. (To be continued.) )