Wood Kite Ge's patience is not good, and he can usually be a little more restrained, wearing a mask.

But now, she has just experienced falling from Ziyuan's sword, and then as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Ji Qianyu's big face and the title of little fox, and she couldn't speak.

One of these things is enough to be depressing

What's more, with so many things connected, even for her own little apprentice, she didn't have that much patience, and now she just wanted to find out what was going on in her.

Her fox eyes were perfect for this information at the moment.

Meng Xuanlin was a little nervous at the moment, and this annoying fox was inexplicably cute after becoming a master.

He cleared his throat and blocked all the unbearable thoughts in his heart, and then stretched out his hand and said gently, "Master, let me hold you." ”

Mu Yingge naturally raised his fox paws, and then found a comfortable seat and shrank in Meng Xuanlin's arms.

Meng Xuanlin looked at her like this, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her.

I don't know if it's because of the fact that he became a fox.,It's also a bit of a beast.。

He couldn't help but moan comfortably, and then rubbed his hand for more comfort.

Ji Qianyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she muttered in a low voice, but she didn't dare to be presumptuous, so she could only look at her with her eyes.

This gaze was too hot, and Mu Kite Ge glanced at her lazily, "Take me to see a few people in Xiange." ”

It's just that as soon as she spoke, it was indeed the cry of the fox, and the wood kite song herself listened to it for a while, and then she used her spiritual sense to transmit the sound again.

She looked at the two of them with a look of confusion in their eyes, as if they didn't know what she was looking at.

So Mu Kite Ge knew that the sound transmission was useless, and at this time she felt that this problem was a bit tricky.

She simply instinctively collapsed from Meng Xuanlin's arms, and then wrote on the ground.

Of course, her claws were not as good as a pen, and after adding that the land was well hydrated, it was not long before her white hair was stained with some dirt, and her paws were also dirt.

Meng Xuanlin squatted down and took out a handkerchief from the placket of her clothes and wanted to wipe it clean for her, but as soon as he took it out, he was stunned, because this handkerchief was Mu Yingge's own.

He glanced at the wooden kite, who was still writing carefully on the ground with her paws, and did not notice him, so he quietly changed his handkerchief.

He took the handkerchief and slowly wiped it for the wooden kite, his movements were very light, very gentle, and treated them like treasures.

But Mu Yingge obviously didn't notice this, because she pulled Meng Xuanlin's sleeve and led him away.

There were a few big characters written on the ground that were crooked and without any bones.