Jiuzhang didn't hear it clearly, but he knew by looking at his mouth shape that it was definitely not a good word.

He swooped down, and a fireball began to charge up in his mouth, spewing out just as he was about to touch the red sky.

Chixiao barely managed to dodge this attack even by crawling and rolling, he didn't even think about it, and turned around and gave him a blow.

He bet that this move was definitely the biggest move he could hold back after he had Jiuzhang's spiritual power, but he saw the disdain in Jiuzhang's eyes.

I saw that with a slight lift of his tail and a wave, the fireball close to his body turned into water vapor and evaporated.

So Chixiao understood that this product had been held back for too long, and he had to settle the account with him.

The person who knows the times is Junjie, and after realizing that he has lost the identity of the little ancestor, Chixiao hurriedly confessed.

"I admit, I was wrong."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Jiuzhang still ignored him, as if playing a chase battle, and ran after him.

Chixiao's two-legged thing that can still fly on four legs, even crawling and rolling around in the forest, he feels that Jiuzhang is like a cat, and he is a ball of yarn that has no power to fight back, so he can only accompany him and make trouble with him.

But he is not a real woolen ball, he can feel pain, tears, anger and grievances.

It was useless to apologize, and Chixiao was annoyed and angry.

When Jiuzhang was approaching another big fireball, Chixiao didn't want to escape, and he couldn't escape.

He leaned against the trunk of the tree and scolded: "I really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes to put such a dog thing on the shelf." ”

Jiuzhang heard these words clearly, he collected all his spiritual power, retracted his combat state, and slowly fell in front of Chixiao in white clothes like a fairy.

"Huh?"

Chi Xiao opened an eye slit slightly, and saw the flame totem on his forehead that was gradually dissipating.

That touch of red made his whole person look like a hideous devil, and gradually faded, and only a touch of white was left on his whole body, as if he had been reborn from an evil hell full of resentment and evil spirits......

Evil, and sacred.

His whole person looked like a combination of god and demon.

It's intimidating and fascinating.

Chixiao got up from the ground and patted the dirt off his body.

His eyes were clean and clear at this time, clearly reflecting Jiuzhang's figure.

"Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Or is there another plan? What the hell do you want to do? ”

He took his eyes off Jiuzhang and glanced at the already messy forest behind him.

Flames, ashes, stumps and leaves.

If he still can't understand by this time, he may be a pig, Jiuzhang is hiding his strength, but he feels a little strange, the emperor at this time was originally robbed by his ability, why didn't he rob it if he had the ability?

Jiuzhang turned his head, glanced at the forest that he had messed up with, and muttered silently.

Chixiao tilted his head behind him.

"What did you just say?"

Jiuzhang didn't say anything and looked back at him.

The clothes on Chixiao's body were almost shattered, and only a few strands of Nesugi's rags were still hanging on his body.

Jiuzhang hadn't paid attention to the quirks of the human body before, so he couldn't tell what was good or bad, but he just felt that Chixiao's body was unexpectedly 'suitable' and 'appropriate', with fair skin, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the hips were also just right.

Chixiao's eyes blinked twice in confusion.

"Why didn't you respond? Running out of energy and losing power? ”

A low laugh sounded in his ears, and the next second the whole person took off his feet from the ground.

Chixiao suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten.