Chapter 170: Her Sweetness
As soon as Leng Xiaotian and Leng Zetian arrived, they saw two figures flashing in front of them, and then only a little fox was left standing alone.
"Where's Cher?" Leng Zetian didn't see his daughter at all, and he was immediately anxious.
Leng Xiaotian looked at the little fox thoughtfully, turned around and patted Leng Zetian on the shoulder, "Let's go, Xue'er is fine." ”
"Really? What about Cher? Leng Zetian didn't know what was going on, and hurriedly followed the footsteps of the old father to leave, but the doubts in his heart were always there.
He worked so hard to break into the mountains, but he didn't even see his daughter, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
……
Facing Ji Mo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, Shangguan Xue'er said that her heart was broken.
She thought she was already very strong, but she was weak enough in front of him, otherwise, she would not have been rescued by him again and again.
"Shangguan Feiye?" She got up and sat up against the pillow.
She seemed somewhat receptive, accepting that she could see him as soon as she opened her eyes.
"Dead." Ji Mo said it easily, and he looked exactly the same as when he killed Shangguan Feiye with a sword.
Forehead......
She's ashamed.
Although she doesn't like the people of the Shangguan family, she can suffer accidents for no reason, but I am afraid that the people of the Shangguan family will not give up easily.
Ji Mo held the scroll in his hand and didn't raise his head, "Shangguan Feiye left the Holy Courtyard without permission and entered the Eastern Fantasy Forest, and the team was attacked by demonic beasts and killed, and now the streets and alleys have spread. ”
"Okay." She has never doubted Ji Mo's ability, and naturally knows that he has the ability to do it to the point where everyone knows it.
"The Monster!"
She jumped up from the bed coldly and grabbed Ji Mo's collar.
She can see with her own eyes how terrifying the influence of the demonic beast is, if the demonic beast is not killed, then the East China Sea Continent ......
"You!" The scroll in Ji Mo's hand fell to the ground in response, and his eyes staring at him close at hand were a little distracted.
Although the two kissed once, it was just an accident.
Now her fragrance was in her nose, and her twinkling eyes twitched his heart.
The cherry-red lips were so sweet that he couldn't help but want to take a bite.
In fact, he did.
"Hmm!" She came back to her senses in horror, only to find herself in his arms.
His domineering and his enthusiasm overwhelmed her.
The tip of her tongue was touching, and her protection was lost little by little.
Until the entire city was attacked, she almost suffocated.
It was so soft that she blushed in his arms.
Until the passionate lips left, she breathed greedily to compensate for the severe lack of oxygen in her body.
"You...... You bastard! She took a few steps back, not stopping until she was safe to stay.
Ji Mo didn't expect that he would be moved by her, and when he thought of the legend of the art of fate, his face suddenly became a little ugly.
"I'm sorry." Ji Mo glanced at Shangguan Xue'er with a wary face guiltily, turned around and pushed the door open and left irritably.
He can't have too much involvement with this woman, he still has too many responsibilities and crises, and if he takes her with him, he will inevitably lead her into another crisis.
Because of this embarrassing contact, she hadn't seen Ji Mo again for a long time.
Although Long would bring some cheats to her from time to time to practice, he kept silent about Ji Mo's affairs.
"Xue'er, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, why don't you see your master coming?" Xie Liuli stood at the door and looked at it for a long time, and walked back to the table with some disappointment.
"Mother, do you have to wait for him to come over before you can eat?" Holding her gurgling belly, Shangguan Xue'er looked up and asked sadly.