Even the bottle snorted in his senses.

Luo Hengbo immediately asked: "Adult, adult, what's wrong with Xiaofei?" ”

Brother, I'm sorry for you, it looks like my sister-in-law may want to bring you a colored hat in the future!

Lord Bottle snorted coldly: "Interesting, the Beast Emperor's vein is really interesting." ”

Then no matter how Luo Hengbo called, he didn't care.

To be angry with someone else's hatefulness is to punish oneself. Luo Hengbo secretly thought a few words, and then wanted to ask Luo Meiren.

The idle voice of the Lomé people, "Don't ask Benjun, Benjun doesn't know what's going on." ”

Luo Hengbo was full of doubts, so he could only look ahead again, and was suddenly shocked!

What's the situation, but I didn't distract myself from asking the bottle for advice, why did Xiaofei almost hug the guardian beast called Jimo?

Do these two know each other?

I usually see that Xiaofei has never mentioned anything other than eating, what is going on?

At this time, the ink-gold vertical pupils seemed to be a little sloppy, with a bit of obsession, but the muscles up and down his body were tense, his hands were clenched into fists, trembling, as if he was trying his best to restrain something.

Xiaofei's body became delicate and boneless at this moment, and she slowly leaned into Jimo's arms, and one hand slowly stretched out to Jimo's face, as if she wanted to touch him.

Jimo's face showed a look of struggle, like indulgence, pain, gentleness, and roaring anger, the hands that had been placed on both sides of his body finally couldn't bear it, slowly lifted up, tentatively, and put on Xiaofei's slender waist.

"Scarlet, you?"

And Xiaofei leaned closer to Jimo's arms, and his hand also stroked his cheek, inch by inch that seemed to be extremely rare, from the cheek, slowly to the forehead, and gently kneaded the eyebrows, kneading Jimo's tightly locked brows, little by little.

"Jimo, where do I seem to have heard it?" Xiao Scarlet's gentle voice.

As soon as Jimo's momentum was relaxed, the whole person relaxed.

The hand that wrapped around Xiaofei's waist tightened, clasped tightly in his arms, and lowered his head, leaning on Xiaofei's shoulder, and between breaths, he blew a few strands of Xiaofei's hair.

From a distance, a pair of beauties are entwined with each other, very eye-catching, and they are affectionate.

At this time, Xiaofei's other hand quickly made a rushing gesture.

Mo Ziqing was already ready to go, seeing Xiaofei's gesture, he didn't hesitate, hugged Luo Hengbo with one hand, and the other hand was still very relaxed, and the other hand was very weak, and the rest of the people were controlled in the palm of his hand.

Controlling the breath, like a puff of green smoke, quietly lifeless, submerged into the entrance of the temple.

Jimo, who was held in Xiaofei's arms, seemed to be aware of it, and his body moved, as if he was about to move, Xiaofei raised his head slightly, and a gentle kiss like butterfly wings fell on Jimo's eyelids......

The rest of the others flashed into the temple as well!

Seeing that they had all entered the temple, Xiao Fei no longer entangled with this man, and smiled charmingly, "I want to enter the temple, can you let me in?" ”

Jimo hesitated, "No people or beasts above King Xuan are allowed to enter here." ”

"Do you think I still have the cultivation of King Xuan?"

Jimo didn't directly refuse, but said indignantly, "Xiaofei, how many years have you been here, do you still want to deal with that demon again?" ”

Xiao Fei smiled charmingly, with a different posture, "Jimo, the deity wants to go in, you can't stop it, Fengmeng is dead, and there is no one in the Xuanda who can stop the deity anymore." ”.

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