Chapter 567: Thou art my rebellious scale 29
After Shenyou swallowed the elixir, his defensiveness against Ye Sheng was lowered a little, at least it seemed that he no longer grinned fiercely with bared teeth.
Xianzun didn't force him, and planned to slowly figure it out, lowering his heart defense a little bit.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." The girl tried to reason with him, "Didn't you prove it just now?" ”
Stygian was silent, and the fangs withdrew a little.
The taciturn Xianzun outside softly introduced himself to a black cub, and after that, he took advantage of the situation
"What's your name?"
How could the cub with the dragon body answer, just staring at her without speaking.
The girl didn't mind, and discussed it on her own: "Hmm...... Let's call it Xiao Hei, okay? ”
Cub: "......"
Haoyue: "......"
This is a fragment of the soul of His Royal Highness the Divine Venerable, no matter how bad it is, he is also a terrifying and majestic young master of the demon clan in this small world, just take such a milk name that sounds like a negative combat value?
It's a pity that Lord Xianzun didn't feel anything wrong, and smiled: "If you don't speak, you will agree." ”
"Roar!" The little beast roared, its claws exposed, and grabbed the bedding, and the white sheets were instantly hooked by the claws and a few silk threads.
That's what it means to dislike.
The girl blinked and nodded cooperatively: "If you like it, it's fine." ”
Underworld: "......"
Although he didn't know what his name was, he probably knew that he wasn't called Xiao Hei, and the name was too childish for him to like.
But it seems to be ......
Ever since he had taken that bite, he had not been able to refuse any of the girl's requests......
Shenyou attributed this behavior to guilt, but he didn't want to think about it, he was seriously injured and tied up by this immortal cultivator, how could he care about whether the benefactor was guilty or not, and he would take revenge on him.
"Are you going to stay here?"
The little monster dismissed, what is good here, he shouldn't stay here......
"I can help you heal."
Xiao Xianzun made a guarantee softly, and looked at the vigilant little monster at the end of the bed with a hopeful look.
"And I'll protect you."
Ding: 4
Shenyou hesitated, condescendingly raised one of his front legs, condescendingly and gently resting on the girl's palm, and his chin was slightly raised.
Then he reluctantly agreed.
"Master, Master, I can't do this trick, come and teach me."
The girl's silver bell-like voice floated in the huge bamboo forest, with a little chagrin and squeamishness in her voice, listening to it made people can't help but soften her eyes and soften her body, just want to coax her softly.
The young man standing on the side shook his head helplessly, put away the folding fan in his hand and walked over.
"Where won't?"
The voice is cold, but it is already a great connivance.
Who can get Xun and Xianzun's personal teaching from the beginning?
Even Pei Ziyu, a personal disciple, has never had such treatment.
"Fifty-third will not." Liao Yanxin was a little annoyed, the tip of the sword hung down and stood in a clearing in the bamboo forest dejectedly, probably practicing for a while, the broken hair on the temples was wet with sweat on her face, and her little face was flushed, strangely, there was no smell of sweat on her body, but a fragrance.
"Practice again."
"Oh." The girl puffed out her face, but she picked up her sword and practiced honestly, looking very well-behaved.