"That's right." The right protector muttered in a low voice, looked at his old friend and frowned, and remembered what happened before: "You see that hypocrite didn't do anything with the Venerable when he went, did you miscalculate." ”

Zuo Protector couldn't help but roll his eyes at the stupidity of his colleagues: "Demon Venerable will definitely not see this for a while after that." ”

Inquire about the beloved Madame Bai, with her exclusive desire and uncertain temperament, how can she not mind.

"Tsk." The right protector hit the ground with a long stick, stood in a good posture, and said without squinting: "Every left protector has a better brain than me, and His Excellency does not pity me, an old man, give me a good position." “

"It's rare to be stupider than you." As soon as the left protector's mouth moved, the words came out, and he quickly reacted to the meaning of the right protector, and his heart was cold, and he pretended to ask casually: "Of course, the left protector is not as useful as me. “

The right protector smacked his lips and wanted to scold a shameless sentence, but nodded again.

It really works.

However, even after hundreds of years of getting along, within a few months, he forgot all about the appearance of his colleagues early and left them behind.

As the sun sets, the two Dharma protectors stand silently like stone sculptures, and the folds that have been turned over before are neatly placed on the ground, and they will never be sent to the master.

In the main hall, the demon venerable holding the little fox changed his posture, took out the little fox, and buried his face in the little fox's warm and slightly convex little belly without opening his eyes.

The little fox's paws rubbed in a daze, and the fluffy touch made her speechless, showing her sharp claws, and she didn't draw the demon venerable into a flower face as she imagined for a long time.

Mo Zishu thought wildly, feeling that if he wasn't a white fox, he still had the kind of spiritual power that could transform people, and it was estimated that he would have funny dark circles under his eyelids.

Can you still see that?

Wake up so many times, the little fox has no right to sleep?

By the way, how to attack this neurosis, is it to deprive the Demon Venerable of the title, or to rebel and rob the Demon Venerable's position, or。。。。。。

If the eldest brother is here, there is a way, she will only beat people.

Mo Zishu, who was lying on the bed, was angry and kicked the chin of the Demon Venerable with hatred, anyway, I woke you up, you don't want to sleep!

The shallow sleeping demon venerable, who was kicked awake, grinned with low air pressure to support his body, and was eerie: "Why, I understand the difference between men and women at such a young age." “

The glass-like pale red fox blinked, and suddenly thought that according to the physiological conditions of the fox, the big head of the Demon Venerable and the actions of so many days were indeed rubbing her oil!

Shameless!

Foxes don't let go!

Beasts are not as good as beasts!

When the bad Demon Venerable saw the little fox's fur, he was pleased, pinched the little fox's short mouth, opened his mouth and bit it under the little fox's frightened eyes.

It is estimated that the delicate skin of the little fox can leave shallow tooth marks, so he let go of his mouth, choked out the fox fur that is easy to fall, put his finger against the little fox's nose, lazily approached the little fox, and whispered: "Xiaobai, this is called taking advantage." If you were in human form, according to the rules of the mortal world, you would be my man now. “

The little fox glared and got an idea of the extent of his neuropathy, and let out a disdainful grunt from his nose.

This revenge is not revenge, it is not the daughter of the Mo family!

Mo Zishu slapped it, then held the big face of the Demon Zun, stretched out her little pink tongue and licked the tears of the Demon Zun, and noticed that the Demon Zun's body was stiff, and there was pride in his eyes that could not be hidden.

She is a little madman of the Mo family who is afraid of dogs, and the chief of the flood wilderness has the courage to flirt, will she be afraid that you will take advantage of you worse than a dog bite, and will she be shy?

If she takes on a human form, she has no experience, and she will kiss better than you, a psychopath!