Chapter 113: How to give up

"You ......"

Luo Qingfeng wanted to push away the person who was pressing on him, but he felt the anger emanating from him.

He, why is he so angry.

She's just not used to it, she's never been alone, no matter what the situation, all she can rely on is herself.

At the stake just now, she instinctively relied on herself, and didn't think of anything else.

"Little one, if you forget me, I'll punish you." He leaned over slightly, leaned over to Luo Tianfeng's earlobe, and whispered.

Penalize?

Luo was stunned for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "You don't want to hit me, do you?" ”

She will never allow such a thing!

No one can beat her yet, and neither can Master!

A low chuckle sounded, and the already faint anger dissipated in a blink of an eye.

He hugged her and buried his face in her shoulder.

"How could I hit you." How to give up.

Feeling the strength in her body increase, Luo Tianfeng moved, but she felt the strength in her body increase, so she gave up struggling.

"And what do you want?" Luo Qianfeng sighed.

He's her nemesis!

The Nine Demons raised their heads, their dark eyes staring at her tightly, looking at the red and seductive lips, he asked softly, "Is it okay to do anything?" ”

"Except for finding out my strength, you can do anything else." Luo replied.

As long as he gets up quickly, it's better than anything!

"Little guy, this is what you said, punish me for the time being, remember, I will get it back." The magnetic voice is domineering and powerful, but it is extremely good.

"Okay, okay, I see." Remember, remember.

Get up quickly!

It's all said, don't always hug her like this, men and women can't kiss her!

Hearing Luo Tianfeng's answer, the Nine Evils got up without hurry, and helped her up by the way, and saw a fiery red in the corner of his eye.

"It's ......"

"It's what you call Warcraft." Luo Tianfeng sat up, patted the weeds on his body, and glanced at the nine evils.

This person is always so domineering!

"Warcraft!" That's it!

The Nine Evils opened their mouths, speechless for a while.

What is this? Isn't it just a hairball!

"That's right, the Blue Dragon Envoy is very nervous about it." But in the end, the Blue Dragon Envoy didn't say what it was.

Warcraft? It doesn't look like it, and you can't tell what kind of breed it is.

Hearing their conversation, Little Furball bared his teeth and looked fiercely at the Nine Evils.

It's Warcraft, it's Warcraft!

It's just a kid now! When he grows up, he will definitely be better than him!

It's this contractor, it's acceptable, it looks pretty good, although it's a little weaker now, but it will definitely be as powerful as it will be in the future.

Well, just admit that she's a little, a little bit.

"Ahem!" The sound of heavy coughing sounded under the ghost's face, and the palm behind him clenched into a fist.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Luo Qingfeng looked at him suspiciously.

He's all like this, are you sure he's okay?

"It's okay, let's go back." The Nine Evils hugged Luo Dumpling Wind and immediately walked back.

"Little Furball ......"

"Let it walk back on its own." The Nine Evils said coldly.

Luo Tianfeng couldn't help laughing, little hairball, don't stare at the Nine Evil Master, the Nine Evil Master is a grudge-holding master.

The little furball stood in place, looking at the two people walking away, with a confused expression, and the cold wind blew behind him.

"Roar!"

It! It's still here!

How to go!

And it!

The little furball shouted and walked forward, and the body of the little ball, which was short and short-footed, was very fast, and quickly chased after it.