"Do what?"

Mo Yuan's unsheathed sword was slowly pressed back by Mo Yuan.

He didn't drink blood when the monk attacked, and he didn't see blood when he unsheathed it again, Mo Yuan's sword was already a little emotionally unstable, and now he began to lose his temper.

Mo Yuan, who had never encountered a temper tantrum with the natal sword, stiffened his face, pressed the hilt of the sword that wanted to be unsheathed, and tried to use coercive means to make the natal sword settle down.

Jiang Di's eyes didn't give a villain who hugged his leg tightly.

There is the breath of the sandbag demon on his body, which should be the transformation of the big demon that was ignored by the group of monks on the side before.

"I'm going to follow you!"

"Nope."

"Why?" When the big baby beat it, I didn't see that the hand was very light?

"Huh?" Do you still have an opinion?

The big demon who felt that the big baby had begun to release a dangerous aura again hesitated for a moment between letting go and not letting go, and decisively hugged his thighs tighter.

"As long as I follow you, you can beat me at any time if you want to, I am very resistant."

"As long as you give me a jar of honey ...... every day"

"I can't afford it." Jiang Di's voice was flat, and he refused very simply.

"If there is too much honey in one jar, half a jar will do."

"Nope."

The big demon is wronged, but the big demon is strong.

"Half a jar is fine, and half a jar is fine."

"What are you following me for? Isn't it good to be your idle goblin? ”

The big demon lowered his head and thought about it seriously, but he didn't think of which one was better.

"The big demon is not good, I'm still very weak now, and I'm not a big demon yet."

The aura of the mortal world is too thin, even the cultivation of gifted demon beasts is generally not high, and the big demon was thrown down from the monk world by the monks of the monk world when he was young.

The higher the bloodline level, the more complete the lineage will remain in the bloodline.

The big demon remembers the richness of the aura of the monk world, remembers the extraordinaryness of his bloodline, knows that he is special, and knows that although he is a hegemon in the mortal world, he is not free after all.

"Then you want to be a real demon?"

The big demon lowered his head and thought for a while, making sure that he didn't have such thoughts, but when he looked up and saw Jiang Di's lowered eyes, he changed his meaning when he said it.

"I think."

"In that case, then you can follow."

Jiang Di tore off the Taishan bear with a small curly hair in human form from his body, and held one hand against the big demon that looked like a little boy.

"You should know that I'm not a good person."

"So-" So the ugly story comes first—

"I just know that you won't be a bad person, you won't kill me for no reason, and you won't break your promise to let me follow." The big demon hurriedly said, speaking extremely quickly.

"Okay then."

The choice she made made made couldn't help her if she didn't regret it.

"You're a Tarzan."

"Uh-huh." The big demon nodded frantically, and the small curly hair on his head followed.

"Then you'll be called Tarzan." Jiang Di, who was extremely casually named, just didn't say anything casually.

Unexpectedly, the mood of the big demon, who seemed to be extremely obedient, suddenly became intense.

It's not for anything else, just for the name that Jiang Di said casually.

"No way!"

"What?"

"I can't call that name!"

"Don't like it?" I don't like that, but I just change it.

"It's disrespectful to the ancestors, so I can't use that name." The big demon was a little aggrieved, and he didn't dare to hug Jiang Di's thighs anymore, so he could only quietly grasp the corner of Jiang Di's robe.

At this time, Jiang Di lowered his head and took a serious look at the sandbag that had been beaten many times by himself for such a long time.

The little face is a little pale, but there is a lot of flesh, and the small curly hair is chestnut brown, which looks very good.

The fingers of Jiang Di's hand on his side moved, but he didn't move.

The guilt in his heart slowly came up, and he was pressed down by Jiang Di little by little.

"Then you can call Mo Sansan." It was still a casual name, but the big demon's eyes lit up.

In the next few days, Jiang Di regretted that he had relented for a while and agreed to let Mo Sansan follow.

It's not because Mo Sansan eats a lot, it's not because Mo Sansan talks a lot, even if there is a reason for this, it's only a little bit.

The party Jiang Di knew very well that it was because Mo Sansan was too clingy, which made her a little uncomfortable.

"Okay then."

The choice she made made made couldn't help her if she didn't regret it.

"You're a Tarzan."

"Uh-huh." The big demon nodded frantically, and the small curly hair on his head followed.

"Then you'll be called Tarzan." Jiang Di, who was extremely casually named, just didn't say anything casually.

Unexpectedly, the mood of the big demon, who seemed to be extremely obedient, suddenly became intense.

It's not for anything else, just for the name that Jiang Di said casually.

"No way!"

"What?"

"I can't call that name!"

"Don't like it?" I don't like that, but I just change it.

"It's disrespectful to the ancestors, so I can't use that name." The big demon was a little aggrieved, and he didn't dare to hug Jiang Di's thighs anymore, so he could only quietly grasp the corner of Jiang Di's robe.

At this time, Jiang Di lowered his head and took a serious look at the sandbag that had been beaten many times by himself for such a long time.

The little face is a little pale, but there is a lot of flesh, and the small curly hair is chestnut brown, which looks very good.

The fingers of Jiang Di's hand on his side moved, but he didn't move.

The guilt in his heart slowly came up, and he was pressed down by Jiang Di little by little.

"Then you can call Mo Sansan." It was still a casual name, but the big demon's eyes lit up.

In the next few days, Jiang Di regretted that he had relented for a while and agreed to let Mo Sansan follow.

It's not because Mo Sansan eats a lot, it's not because Mo Sansan talks a lot, even if there is a reason for this, it's only a little bit.

The party Jiang Di knew very well that it was because Mo Sansan was too clingy, which made her a little uncomfortable.

It's just that he doesn't resist Mo Sansan's closeness, Mo Sansan's appearance also grows on some of Jiang Di's cute points, facing Mo Sansan, who has small curly hair on his head and looks well-behaved and soft, Jiang Tu can't say a word, let alone do it.

I don't know if I am really distressed or falsely distressed, Jiang Di still holds one hand against Mo Sansan's head every day to refuse his approach, and the other hand holds the other end of the vine tied to Mo Sansan's waist.

As long as she doesn't pay attention, Mo Sansan can always get lost inexplicably.

Fortunately, Mo Sansan is quite well-behaved, and if she gets lost in the mountains and forests, she will follow her breath to find it, and finally meet her on the way.

Lost in the human town, his breath was mixed, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction, Mo Sansan would squat in place obediently, waiting for Jiang Tu to turn back and find her.

The last time Mo Sansan was lost, Mo Yuan, who hadn't spoken much, opened his mouth to ask Jiang Di.

"Didn't think about throwing him away?"

Ever thought about it? Jiang Di didn't know.

Maybe I thought about it.

It's just one thing that Mo Sansan knows - she won't break her word. Therefore, Jiang Di will take this clingy little bear cub with him, no matter where he goes.

As long as she can protect Mo Sansan.