"Your Excellency."

Wei Cheng was still bored and correcting internal affairs before, but now he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then bowed his head speechlessly.

"Hmm."

A glimmer of golden light flashed in his eyes, and a powerful barrier cut off the sound of the left protector's chatter.

The Demon Venerable fully used his disgusted eyes, indicating that if there is something, he will get out if he has nothing to do.

According to the usual practice, the loyal Left Protector reported where the demon cultivator was making trouble again, which family was getting married again, and the righteous path began to tear up again, as well as the recent small actions of the various forces and the treasures and jades that his subordinates paid tribute to, magic treasures and delicacies, and most importantly, of course, beauties.

I can't wait to learn the words of the mortal world, because the lord has no heir to favor the fox spirit, and he died at the feet of the demon venerable.

All in all, it's a euphemism around the bush.

You have been single for many years and have started to have pets, and you really don't think about pampering a beauty and having a child?

The Demon Venerable closed his eyes and recuperated, his pale and slender fingers combed the little fox's hair, and when the left protector was uneasy, thinking that the Venerable was angry, he slowly said: "This child will be your other master in the future." ”

"You will obey her as Madame Bai, and you shall not make a mistake."

The left protector choked, caught a glimpse of the rare tiredness of the Venerable, waved his hand, and had no choice but to bow his hand and retreat honestly.

The right protector who was waiting outside the door took a brisk step, grabbed his old friend's long sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "That fox is very favorable." ”

"Not really." The left protector was worried, and described the fox spirit of the calamity monarch to the right protector who didn't dare to enter the door: "That little fox。。。。。。 Madame Bai still has the magic lord's forearm in her mouth, I see that it is bleeding, and the demon zun does not change his face, carefully holding Madame Bai, and also setting up an enchantment, for fear that Madame Bai will be woken up. ”

"Madame White?"

The right protector involuntarily raised his voice, his body trembled, and he glanced sideways at the main hall that he had not seen for a long time in fear, and his face trembled with convulsions.

"Yes" Zuo Protector was depressed: "Your Excellency, this is telling me that my wife has it, and the heir has it, don't bother him." ”

The right protector gritted his teeth, looked around vigilantly, pressed down the shoulders of his colleagues, and spit out two words tremblingly, and then ignored the left protector's instant paleness, and staggered away, either well-dressed, or like rolling and climbing.

The left protector who handled the affairs of the master wiped his face fiercely, his steps were empty, and he snorted coldly: "Wufu! “

Not to mention how many turbulent undercurrents were caused by Demon Venerable's words, at this moment, Qi Yixian was just holding his head, carefully depicting the face of the little fox, and always felt ugly and ruthless, so he opened the eyelids of the sleeping little fox and stared at the glass-like reddish fox eyes seriously.

。。。。。。。

This neurotic doesn't know that cubs need sleep?

The little fox slapped the past, impatiently changed directions, smashed his mouth, curled up and fell asleep.

Extremely thin traces of blood appeared on the pale fingers of the Demon Venerable, and he suddenly laughed, humming a soft song in a good mood, coaxing the little fox who didn't want to pay attention to him to sleep.

"Little sister, don't fight!" The handsome man with hard facial features jumped up and down, afraid of being swept away by the whip and plucked off a piece of flesh.

"Get dressed! What does it look like!"

She scolded her eldest brother, she didn't dare to imagine how angry the elders would be when they saw the heir of the Mo family wearing a robe, maybe they would cry bitterly and ask for family law.

"You don't like what I wear."

The person in front of him suddenly had white hair, the corners of his eyes were elongated, and his voice was extremely feminine, like snakes winding in the grass at night, and the "hissing" sound was lingering and cold.