If someone else plays a scoundrel like this, Mo Yu is estimated to slap someone to death directly.

But he was facing Lan Hao, a two- or three-year-old cute baby, even if he was mad, he couldn't do it!

After coming and going, Xiao Lan Hao's courage became, and all kinds of demons did not explain.

If it weren't for Xiao Lan Hao's family finally finding him and picking him up before he left, I was afraid that Ye would really be unable to help but slap him with one palm......

"Sister Jiuwei, why are you still the same as before, always bullying me." Lan Hao heard Jiu Wei's words and glared at her with big watery eyes.

"Xiao Haozi, you are thirteen years old, not three! It's useless to sell cuteness. And don't break into your room, do you know? Jiu Wei glared back at Lan Hao and said.

I haven't seen it for ten years, and the naughty little ghost has grown up and become more naughty, which is really painful.

Yesterday, Lan Hao suddenly appeared in the heavily guarded Chonghua Hall at night, if Zhuge Wumou hadn't reacted fast enough, it is estimated that he would have been killed directly by the demon guards as an intruder.

"So I'm thirteen years old?" Lan Hao hugged his head and covered his face, with a hurt expression.

Sixteen-year-old Qi Miao: "......"

Three-hundred-year-old blood: "......"

Tens of thousands of years old Jiuwei: "......"

Your thirteen-year-old baby actually said with a sad face, how can we be embarrassed by this group of "old people" who are several times older than you?

Xue'er, who was already embarrassed to live, heard Lan Hao's words, tears glistened in her black eyes, and she grabbed Qi Miao's shoulder and cried.

"Master, is three hundred really old?"

Lan Hao came up in surprise: "Wow, little fox, why haven't you transformed yet when you're three hundred years old?" Isn't it because you don't usually practice well? ”

A series of question marks smashed on the blood, and it could hear its tears falling down, "Wow, wow, wow...... Master, Xue'er has cultivated well, don't abandon Xue'er......"

The master said that if it doesn't cultivate well, then it doesn't want it.

But with the age of the nine-tailed blood fox, it is obviously still a young fox, and it is normal that it cannot transform into shape.

"Poof, do you want to be so funny?" Qi Miao was still a little depressed about her age, but when she heard Xue'er's words, she laughed directly.

What should you do if you have a contract beast that is constantly worried about being abandoned by its owner?

"Wow, master, I'll cultivate well, don't want me." Seeing that Qi Miao didn't comfort it, Xue'er laughed at it instead, and her tears fell even more happily.

The owner didn't comfort it anymore, did he really want it? Damn little blue man, when this fox transforms, he must be beaten to death!

"Since you want to cultivate hard, why don't you go quickly?"

Mo Yusen's cold voice came from outside the door, and he was so frightened that Xue'er clamped his tail and drilled into Qi Miao's arms.

The voice of the big demon king is too terrifying, huh~ Master help!

"Demon, thank you for yesterday's events." As soon as Qi Miao saw Mo Yu, a suspicious flush appeared on her face.

Lying on him and refusing to come down or something, don't be too embarrassed, okay? And yesterday she forcibly did something to Bei Yingxia, which was completely an act of death.

She thought that with the help of her cultivation these days and where Yun Yuanzhi got the Soul Nourishing Pill, it would be enough for her to dissolve the curse flail on Bei Yingxia's body, but she didn't want her to overestimate herself after all.

If it hadn't been for the twilight who brought her back from the Northern Hell Palace last night, I'm afraid she would have capsized in the gutter and buried in the palace.

"It's fine." Mo Hao thought for a moment, and then added, "After all, we are now one. ”