Chapter 9: How many hits

After entering the apartment, An Ziyan ran to Fan Mo and smiled flatteringly: "Dude, how many have you won?" ”

"100 million."

An Ziyan: "......"

Depend on!!!

"When?"

"Yesterday."

"Why is there no wind?"

"Closed Lottery."

"Oh......"

"Is there anything else? Can you leave me to play? "The dog's tail is tall.

"Nope."

After that, Fan Mo said: "You are free, call me for dinner." ”

Fan Mo carried his things and entered the room.

After Fan Mo entered the space, he walked to a hole and said, "Master, I'm back, can you wake up?" Momo misses you so much! As he spoke, he left the aggrieved golden beans in his eyes.

The space will only be opened under certain circumstances, and it is also because of this rebirth that the space is permanently opened.

He and his master met in a certain mission world, and in the first place, the mission of that world was to save him.

Unexpectedly, thousands of years have passed, but it is his sleep that has been saved.

Alas!

Thinking about the immortal-like master in that world, Fan Mo couldn't help but start to fluctuate again.

Xiao Yanji hid in the corner and secretly observed.

Her master's name is Luo Jiuchen.

Floating three lives, blue falling yellow springs.

Nine thousand earthly worlds, the royal land of Kyushu.

Three thousand floating dust, power tilted to Kyushu.

What a ridiculous thing it is for a fairy-like master to lie on the cold Lingbing Water Jade.

The man who had made three thousand floating dust tremble, but no one cared about it.

He will never forget his peerless appearance...... Ahh

When she first came to that mission world, she was a hairy girl.

Humble gentleman, gentle as jade.

Qingyun clothes are white and neon,

Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other in the world.

Looking at the past, what kind of beautiful man is that? One can fall into it at a glance.

The skin is delicate, the high bridge of the nose is very straight, the thin lips are tightly pursed, and the gaze is like a thousand years of ice.

The sword eyebrows flew into the sideburns, and the pure white robe made him even more spotless, this man who was as beautiful as a god was solemn and inviolable.

Standing on the back of the Fengbing Divine Deer, stepping on the bamboo shadow breeze, he walked towards himself.

The white clothes are fluttering, better than snow, and the dust is beautiful.

There was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and the thin wings of his nose sprayed a warm breath, and from such a distance, he could clearly see his smiling dark eyes.

Under the illumination of the stunning starry sky and sea, the ancient trees reach the world, and the leaves and bamboo spirit clear water float like snow, birds, phoenixes, and butterflies, hovering under the starry sky and sea.

His slender fingers hold a flute, and the other hand holds a fan, the bamboo shadow is breezy, he is like a beautiful young man who does not know the world, handsome and gentle as jade.

A beautiful man with all things in heaven and earth at the center.

But as soon as he appeared, the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon ...... Ahh

He squatted down, the snow-white wide robe and wide-sleeved fairy clothes fell on the ground in layers, but there was no dirt, and the pair of deep and cold beautiful eyes looked at the milky stinky girl in front of him.

Stinky girl, it's really easy for me to find.

Tens of millions of years, finally let me wait for you.

I'll never let you escape from me again.

But what he never expected was that in the end, he still didn't protect her, and he fell asleep for a long time.

At the age of 2, the facial features that have not yet grown are delicate and small, with a fat little face, half-confused eyes, and sometimes a silly smile.