"That's it." The little girl suddenly had a sinister smile on her face, "Of course there is." The son of the richest man in our Oriental Country, Young Master Xuan Si can be called the most good-looking man in Shijie! "

"Really?!" Zhan Meixiang's starry eyes ran out unconsciously.

"Of course." The little girl spoke sharply, and then pretended to approach Zhan Meixiang's face mysteriously, "Are you going to find him?" "

"Go, go!" Zhan Meixiang was overjoyed, and had already regarded the little girl as a fairy.

I saw that the little girl stood up as if relieved, patted the dust off her body, and then strode away.

"Hey, don't you want your tea eggs?"

"Eh, don't worry about it! Is it important to be a male god or a tea egg! The little girl hurried forward as she turned around and urged impatiently.

Sure enough, it's a fellow practitioner! Zhan Meixiang was as happy as if she had found an organization, and hurriedly trotted to follow, "You can be so desperate for a male god at a young age!" The little woman admires it very much! "

"Oh, get in the carriage." The two talked as they walked, and when they turned a corner, they came across a carriage.

"Yikes! God help me! There's actually a carriage! "

If you are lucky to meet a carriage, then it is definitely a pie-in-the-sky thing to meet a carriage with a coachman waiting on it! Everyone else believes that pies will not fall from the sky, but Zhan Meixiang is holding the pie and gnawing happily!

"Little pot friend, what do you call you?"

"Momo."

In fact, Zhan Meixiang didn't care so much about what people were called, and after skipping the polite questioning unintentionally, she went straight to the point.

"Momo, have you seen that male god named Xuan Si?"

"Hmm." Momo looked impatient again.

"Can you describe to me what he looks like?" Zhan Meixiang looked at Momo with blank eyes, and Momo only felt numb all over her body.

"Yushu is in the wind, gentle and elegant, fresh and handsome, extraordinary, talented, and personable......" Momo's mouth crackled out all kinds of good words, and Zhan Meixiang's saliva gushed out layer by layer, but just when her saliva was about to fall, the carriage braked suddenly!

Zhan Meixiang, who was fluttering, didn't sit down at all, and fell out of the carriage, but fortunately, a man in black caught her.

"Is that you? Male god! Did you come to meet me? Zhan Meixiang held the face of the man in black, and saliva flowed down the sleeve of the man in black.

The night was dark again, and the man in black was masked again, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Zhan Meixiang was still touching the little face of the man in black.

Another man in black next to him poked the man in black who saved Zhan Meixiang, so the two grabbed Zhan Meixiang and prepared to leave.

"Who is coming! How dare you rob someone from Miss Ben's carriage! I don't want my life anymore! The little girl named Momo looked to be seven years old at most, but when these words came out, Zhan Meixiang felt that something was wrong.

The other man in black didn't say anything, and flew directly to Momo's side with a sharp sword, a silver light flashed on the sword, and Zhan Meixiang let out an exclamation of "whoop" in her mouth, "Good kung fu!" But I almost blinded ......."

Seeing that her life was not guaranteed, Momo didn't dare to speak wildly, so she could only watch Zhan Meixiang being taken away by the two men in black.

"Male God...... The male god ......" Zhan Meixiang had words in her mouth, and the man in black who was holding her didn't look at her at all.