"You...... You ......"

The little ghost bit his lip and stared at her with dark eyes, and his cheeks were so angry that he looked extremely cute.

"Poof."

Xia Meng suddenly laughed, what did she have to do with this eight or nine-year-old ghost. He didn't have to call her master. Thinking about it, a ninth-order ghost followed her, and this person with no spiritual power was really wronged.

Seeing that he also has a servant, he should also be pampered at home.

Raised his hand and pinched his angry fat face, "If you ask someone, don't be so stinky fart." ”

was stunned, and then exploded, "Dead woman, you dare to pinch my face?" I don't want to live anymore. After yelling, he pounced.

Xia Meng waved casually, and then the black-haired imp flew out, hit the tree with a "pop", and then fell.

No way? Xia Meng looked at her hands, when did she become so powerful?

Clenched his fists and didn't feel anything unusual.

So??? It's just that this little ghost, like her, is also a waste material.

Xia Meng walked over and picked him up with one hand.

"Dead woman, let go of me, let go of me......" The black-haired imp kicked his feet in the air, clutching his paws, but he couldn't touch her.

"So you're a scrap too?"

Xia Meng couldn't cry or laugh a little, he was still happy just now, thinking that his luck had changed. Only then did I understand that she was still the biological daughter of the god of decay, and the god of decay would follow her at any time.

"You're a piece of waste, aren't you? Look, I'll ...... tomorrow" The little ghost didn't know what he remembered, and suddenly stopped talking.

"Tomorrow what? What's going on tomorrow? Xia Meng pinched his face with his other hand, stretched it and flattened it, no matter how you look at it, he is also a human child, nothing special.

"Abominable woman."

There was a roar, the sound of the wind behind her, and the killer's acuity made her instinctively not turn around, and quickly jumped to the side. The tree next to him was snapped off by Ah Sanyi's claws.

"How can you treat the young master like this/" Ah San glared at Xia Meng viciously, and quickly went to check the little ghost's injuries, seeing that he was fine, his eyes at Xia Meng eased.

"Young master, he's a half-demon ......"

As soon as Ah San spoke, he was interrupted by the little ghost. "Ah San, I don't allow you to say it."

Ah San glanced at the little ghost lovingly, and sighed, "Young master, since she has signed a contract with you, she will know sooner or later in the future." ”

The little ghost was silent, hanging his head very depressed.

"The young master, he is a half-demon, and tonight is the young master's New Year's day." Ah San said.

Half-demon, she knows, is a child born of humans and monsters, half human blood, half of the blood of monsters, on the night of the new day, all the demon power is lost, and it becomes a complete human being, even an ordinary human can kill him. It's like Xia Meng's ordinary wave of his hand just now.

Generally, this kind of child is not accommodated by the demon world, but also spurned by humans, and there is no place for him on either side.

"Are you also spitting? The contract beast is not even a complete demon. There was a deep sadness in the childish voice, without the arrogance that had just been unstoppable, full of self-deprecating laughter.

The dejected look is really not suitable for this little ghost who claims to be the master and arrogantly orders her.

"What are you frustrated about?" A shudder fell on his head, pulled over and rubbed his little face, and pulled the corners of his mouth out of the arc of laughter, "You should be proud that you are a half-demon, you should be happy"

"Proud? Glad? The imp broke free from her clutches and looked at her a little confused.