Mo Zishu, who didn't know what kind of illness the Demon Venerable had, also jumped up angrily, crossed his eyebrows coldly, and said with his head bowed: "Look who finishes!"

has been rampant and domineering for so many years, even the chief of the flood wilderness has no courage to say so!

An Ruohua, who was locked out of the door, ignored the stiff left and right protectors, listened attentively, and only heard a "ping-pong" smashing sound, muffled impact and intertwined screams of pain, so he shook his head, took the steps on his head, and sorted out the clothes on his body.

The left and right protectors of the Dharma are excited, and they all salute the palace beauties.

"Ann, Lord An, I don't know what happened."

"It's not a big deal." An Ruohua smiled, asked unfavorably compared to the left protector, and said very calmly: "It seems that the two of them get along well." “

The left protector was silent, in "I'm going to strangle you Qi Yixian!" and "Come on, ugly fox!" calmed down and chatted indifferently with Lord An who came from afar.

"Madame Bai is agile, which just complements the majesty of the dignity."

"Yes."

"I heard that Xiuya was here before?"

"Yes, Lord Wen and Zun went to Gufeng Pavilion to drink, I don't dare to bother."

Seeing the two of them talking nonsense with their real eyes, the spying of you back and forth, his face twitched, and he looked up at the sky.

The eyes are not willing to be clean!

Filthy literati!

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the long wind is blowing, which is a good time to chat.

Demon Venerable kicked open the door, with a face of scratches, hugged his little fox, and looked at his old friend impatiently and said, "What's the matter?" ”

An Ruohua, who was sitting on the long bar, looked at the Demon Venerable with surprise, as if he had seen something incredible, although he could guess the little fox's favored ability, but he had never guessed that he was so favored.

The kid was so embarrassed that he actually kicked his nose directly on his face, made a few cuts on the face that the Demon Venerable valued the most, and could still be held in his arms.

A hundred years ago, it was the mother of the Demon Venerable who accidentally scratched the face of the Demon Venerable, and this old friend who loves beauty also walked away angrily, and ignored the most respected mother for half a month.

"Woe to the waters." An Ruohua was heartbroken, pointing at the little fox who was being held down, but still opened his teeth and claws, trying to break free from the hand of the Demon Venerable: "What a disaster!" ”

"Such an ugly scourge!" Demon Venerable sneered, lifted the back of the little fox's neck, and showed An Ruohua: "Don't be blind to the word disaster in vain." ”

I saw that the little fox bared its teeth, the long hair on its body was left and right, its ears were ridged, its fluffy tail was covered with ink, and a small turtle was painted on its pointed face.

If it weren't for the black turtle on his face, it would have looked like a little fox running out of muddy water.

"Woe to the waters." Demon Venerable snorted coldly again, and said hatefully: "I think it's muddy water that has been calamitized!"

An Ruohua was helpless, shook the lady's fan, and followed the childish old friend, and said amazingly: "You true demon cultivators can play." “

Really good at playing.

The little fox who kept moving looked up in confusion, saw the shock on the cracked face of the Demon Venerable, and realized that this was not a good description.

Sure enough, in the next second, she felt the back of her neck loosen, and she rushed straight into An Ruohua's face!

An Ruohua calmly caught it with a fan, and waited until the little fox hooked the silk thread on the fan, and then smiled at the little fox who flew straight away: "Hello, do you remember me?" White Lady? “

White Lady?

Call her?

The little fox blinked, and after the palace beauty in front of her nodded affirmatively, she turned around and kicked back on the clothes of the Demon Venerable, and slammed the ink on the fur of the Mozun towards the tear mole of the Demon Venerable who followed her.

Dare to call her Xiaobai!