Chapter 63: The Little Maniac of the Evil Ghost Prince
Mo Zishu was directly frightened by the man who threw flattering eyes at her in her dream, and her little paws involuntarily slammed down, and they were tightly entangled, warm and suffocating.
Could it be that he was really entangled in a snake?
The little fox's heart was pounding, and when he opened his eyes, it was the big face of the Demon Venerable who came over shamelessly.
Boom, wicked!
The soft and milky little paws slapped on the Mozun's tear mole, and the next second the world was turned upside down, and the four claws were grabbed and lifted, like a little pig killed during the New Year, and could only be tied to the wooden stick with a chirp.
Qi Yixian suppressed the sudden surge of anger, and threatened to gently slash the little fox's delicate neck with his trembling fingertips, restraining the idea of stabbing the little fox to death with one finger.
It seems that rules must be established.
"First, don't touch my tear mole."
"Second, don't leave me."
"Third, don't flatter others, no, you can't even look at them."
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The little fox's eyes fully expressed his disdain and contempt, and when he screamed, he twisted his little head vigorously, and his eyes were not reconciled.
The demon was silent, the anger came and went faster, and he was reluctant to attack the little fox when he calmed down, and after thinking for a moment of distress, the crimson phoenix eyes became deeper and deeper, and he put the little fox on the bed, holding the two ears of the little fox, and pressing the four little paws with his forearms, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Mo Zishu froze, and after a while, he struggled frantically, and he couldn't match the strength of the nervous disease, so he could only snort angrily, and then bit on his smooth jade forearm, rubbing a few times hatefully, and with making up for sleep, he didn't feel sleepy.
"001: I'm going to change tasks."
Mo Zishu shouted several times in her heart, knowing that she would not get the promise, she found a more comfortable position in frustration, endured the wet touch of her ears and the obvious sound of breathing, and unconsciously dreamed of the past again.
"Your Excellency is resting."
The two Dharma Protectors, who had conveyed His Holiness's orders, stood outside the main hall of the Demon Venerable as if they were in the door, blocking visitors from entering the door.
Wen Xiuya pushed away the long stick of the right protector and said softly: "Zixuan is a white lady." ”
The left protector, who was standing behind the right protector, nodded, raised his sleeves and pointed to the guest room, and replied politely: "My lord, it is better to go to the Gufeng Pavilion to sit and sit, after the Venerable Lord wakes up, I will definitely report it." ”
Along the way, the dusty Wen Xiuya smiled lightly, the thin lines at the corners of her eyes grew, and she became more and more gentle: "That Mrs. Bai was a little fox not long ago." ”
The left and right Dharma protectors glanced at each other, their expressions were solemn, and they didn't dare to answer easily.
It's prepared!
The right protector snorted coldly: "Don't speculate. ”
The self-proclaimed literati's left protector was to pat his old friend on the shoulder, let him relax, and bent over with his hand and said: "I don't dare to discuss it, it's better to wait for the Venerable to wake up, and the adults will go and ask carefully, and please don't embarrass the villain." ”
Wen Xiuya thanked her, picked up the left protector, and was led by the maid to the Gufeng Pavilion.
When the right protector saw that the outsiders were gone, he shook off his old friend's hand and rebuked in a low voice: "How can you tell the hypocrites on the right path in vain." ”
Don't dare to say a word, in the eyes of such a cunning hypocrite, don't you just tell him that it is.
The treacherous smile of the left protector Pharaoh dressed as a literati did not tell his anxious old friend, let him scratch his heart and lungs, coerce and seduc, and just leaned on the door in a chic manner, without saying a word.
"Human-like dogs." Wu Fu was stupid, played a trick, and stood up.