Chapter 202: Your Dad Will Always Be Your Dad
The man's face was swollen red, and his original attempt to pull himself out of the dirt stopped.
He can't afford to lose face!
Shen Yue's face became more and more pale, she looked at the teleportation talisman in her hand, decisively recited the spell, and left quickly.
As for the sentence that was pressed into the ground by Luo Qianxue's coercion, the black-clothed young emperor was completely upright - pretending to be dead!
Luo Qianxue glanced at him lightly, and a sneer curled up at the corner of her lips.
The recovered ferret was released from the space and whispered, "Oh, pull him out." ”
The ferret glanced at the black-clothed young emperor, "Hey, master, it's a black spiritual power radish!" ”
"When did you plant it for me? Master, you are so good, my favorite food is the spiritual radish! ”
The ferret's body flashed quickly, and in an instant, it had already jumped onto the body of the black-clothed young emperor.
It opened its mouth wide and bit down—
"Hiss~!"
Everyone took a low breath of cold air for someone's pain.
If you offend anyone, don't offend a thousand girls...... Huh, Miss Lo?
The young emperor in black didn't dare to speak if he was suffering, and he didn't dare to cry out when he was in pain.
He endured the pain in his buttocks, and secretly took advantage of the negligible force of the ferret to slowly pick himself out.
However, how could the ferret not see his careful thoughts.
The ferret's azure eyes were cunning and intelligent, and quietly increased the strength of the bite, and deliberately when he was about to pull out a certain young emperor, he suddenly let go-
"Bang!"
A certain young emperor ate another mouthful of mud.
But fortunately, he was finally "picked out".
He held back the anger in his heart, and just wanted to say something, but saw Luo Qianxue surrounded by everyone, and his eyes were extremely faint and imperceptible.
"Venerable Father, do you still lack apprentices? The one who can serve tea and pour water! ”
"Daddy, is there a lack of sons? 10,000 acres of fertile land, the kind worth more than 100 million spirit stones! ”
"Daddy Luo, is there a lack of husband? You can attack, flirt and warm the bed, and the posture is up to you! ”
The man threw a wink at Luo Qianxue, deliberately revealing his thin and well-textured chest, looming, revealing a fatal sexiness.
And then, he didn't have that.
Jun Tiance grabbed his collar, directly shattered the void, and casually found a continent and threw it over.
Throughout the whole process, his gaze was as cold and sharp as quenched ice.
Dare to rob him of a woman, his skin is itchy!
Everyone's little hearts shook suddenly, the Venerable One in jealousy, so terrible!
The corners of Luo Qianxue's lips hooked slightly, and as soon as she stepped forward, everyone subconsciously got out of the way.
Jun Tiance watched her slowly walk towards him, his jade-like fingertips curling up the tips of his smooth hair.
She has a strange fetish and always likes to touch his hair.
When they are together, they always have their hands grabbing his hair to relieve the addiction in their hearts.
"Don't be angry, I only need you."
When Jun Tiance heard this, the cold color in his eyes suddenly dissipated.
The corners of his mouth were smiling, and he vigorously grabbed Luo Qianxue's waist and looked at her eyes, so gentle and peaceful.
"Benjun just doesn't want anyone to rob you with Benjun, kid...... I won't give birth in the future. ”
Luo Qianxue: "......???"
She's just here to get a hair, why did the topic shift to whether to have children or not?
Late Avatar Monk: "This is not a scene of dog abuse. ”
Everyone: "This is a large dog slaughter site!" ”
Is it wrong to be single?
Who did they recruit and provoke?!!!
The crowd turned around, sat down, and continued pranayama.
As for a certain young emperor, he has been forcibly forced to fill his mouth with dog food and hold .jpg
Ferret originally wanted to ask Luo Qianxue for credit, but when she heard the conversation between her and Jun Tiance, she and Luo Xiaojie glanced at each other with a sharp heart-
There was a sour smell of love in the air.