No wonder the Black Scorpion King reacted so much.

Xiang Shaolong retreated.

"What are you looking at?"

"Black Scorpion." An Yin replied honestly that people who have lived for more than 60 years are as good as ghosts, and if they lie in front of him, they will only shoot stones.

"See what?"

"I don't see anything, but they seem to be rushing out."

"It's not them, it's it."

"It?"

Xiang Shaolong opened the stone cover and grabbed the Black Scorpion King out, "It's it." ”

The two fist-sized black scorpion kings were dancing with their teeth and claws on Xiang Shaolong's hands, which were very terrifying.

An Yin was terrified, she was not afraid of this black scorpion, but thinking that Qin Jian was gnawed by such a big scorpion, the pain was comparable to Ling Chi.

"Scared?" Xiang Shaolong saw that An Yin's face turned pale, but he didn't react more, that is, he didn't scream or retreat, and he was a little happy in his heart.

Unafraid. An Yin's expression was calm.

"Not afraid?" Xiang Shaolong looked at her expression.

"Yes, don't be afraid, because Professor Xiang is here."

"Haha!"

Xiang Shaolong listened to a lot of sycophants, and those who patted sycophants said how superb he was in medicine and how powerful he was.

In addition to sycophants, there is another type of people, and that kind of people are afraid of him and regard him as a ghostly Hades.

There has never been anyone like her, her fear is trust, trust him, so not afraid.

"If I wasn't there, would you be afraid of it?"

"I'm afraid."

"You don't have to be afraid of it, it likes you and won't hurt you."

An Yin was stunned.

Xiang Shaolong took An Yin's hand and put the black scorpion into An Yin's hand.

An Yin's scalp was numb, but he caught it without thinking.

"Courage." Xiang Shaolong nodded with satisfaction.

An Yin looked down at the black scorpion in his hand and looked at Xiang Shaolong in confusion.

"It's the king of black scorpions, the king of this group of black scorpions. It likes its daughter's incense, but not all daughters' incense, it will like it, and there are too few women it can like. ”

"You mean, it likes the smell of me?"

"Not bad."

"What can I do for a professor?"

"What a smart kid." Xiang Shaolong's eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness, he just said that his daughter was fragrant, and she could guess that he had something to let her do, "I want you to help me feed it overnight and send it tomorrow." ”

"How do you raise it?"

"You don't have to do anything, just put it next to you while you sleep. You have a smell on you that it loves, and it won't bite you. ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"Yes, it's that simple."

"Okay, I promise you."

Xiang Shaolong was in a very good mood, so he asked the assistant to bring a delicate wooden box, took the Black Scorpion King from An Yin's arms and put it into the wooden box, and then handed the wooden box to An Yin, "You go back." ”

An Yin saluted Xiang Shaolong and left with the wooden box.

An Yin wanted to see Qin Jian, but thought of Qin Jian's cold look towards her.

The last person he should want to see right now is her.

An Yin looked in the direction of the mountain for a long time, and finally returned to Jasmine Garden.

Back in Fangyin, Lin Lin hadn't come back from practicing.

An Yin took the book and sat on the bed, opened the wooden box, took out the black scorpion king, and rested it on the pillow.

The black scorpion smelled her body, and it was really very calm and motionless.

An Yin's fingers habitually stroked the lucky beads on her wrists.

Suddenly remembered that when Rong Xun cast an illusion on her today, the beads on her wrist were slightly hot, and then the flowers in Rong Xun's eyes disappeared.

ps: This article of mine is not a simple romance urban drama, let alone a one-line essay on the heroine's life, but an interracial fantasy article, and I am not a short story meeting, I have a beginning, and I will know the result immediately. It's all kinds of stories that happen around this line, not just the love of the male and female protagonists, or a slap in the face, and it's hard to satisfy girls who like one-line stories.

Good night!