'Briefly, what are you doing?' No mission results? ’

【What~】

What you Nana legs ah!

"I mean, I've completed this task, why don't you say the result of the task, evaluation! ’

【Oh~】

Picky left and right, and finally found a gadget that looks more handy: Oh, you big-headed ghost!

[The host only needs to complete the daily tasks of the seven days and say task five on the seventh day!] 】

Yi Mengmeng, who was holding the relatively 'normal' small leather whip in her hand, walked to the side of the bed and paused, revealing an obscure smile under Jun Qing's frightened gaze.

Niang Xipi, just wait for you!

The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in this extremely silent dark room, making Jun Qing's body tremble violently when he wanted to get up and escape on the bed.

Yi Mengmeng, who was focused on a certain system in his brain, looked at the mess, gritted his teeth and held the leather whip in his hand, and was about to hang it again.

But

By the way, why didn't you tell me that the narrative of mission 5 can only be said on the seventh day!! The squinting figure walked step by step towards the boundary line, and the corners of his mouth retained a slight curvature.

[You didn't ask the host~]

Ah, your sister!

With a slight movement of his fingertips, another gallop broke through the air.

Mahler's base, slightly, when labor and management understand your mechanism, the day after that will be your death day!

!!

Hearing another sound of breaking the air, Jun Qingpheasant finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and after a shudder, he froze and quickly crawled to the edge of the bed, seeing that he was about to step to the edge.

"Zitong, you're not good!"

The low and dumb timbre was particularly strange in this dim place, so that the feet that had just taken a little step were instantly retracted.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......"

Hearing the miserable kitten's meow, Yi Mengmeng's claws clenched tightly as she held the leather whip.

Nest grass ~

The voice...... What a temptation!

Labor and management barely held on.

"Go back!"

"Your Majesty, you let the pheasant ...... go" once!

"Why, what I said didn't work, huh?"

The tall figure leaned down, so that the person beside the bed was completely buried in the shadows, and there was no light.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, Pheasant...... Pheasant ......"

"Good ~ go back, don't make me angry!"

"Your Majesty...... No~"

His eyes trembled and he saw the dangerous gloom, Jun Qingyan trembled and slowly crawled to the center of the bed, lying down obediently, but the closed eyes and the fingers that were cleaved together did not relax.

Yi Mengmeng looked at the nervous person, and the depression in her heart suddenly disappeared for the most part.

Hey~

Is her happiness really based on other people's small frustrations?

That doesn't seem like a good thing!

But what does she like?

Of course, it is!

So, Yi Mengmeng, who waved a small leather whip, passed over with one paw, and the nervous person on the bed instantly lost consciousness and paralyzed his body.

The claws holding the leather whip shook on that delicate and beautiful face, and Yi Mengmeng, who was sure that the person had fainted, threw the small leather whip in his hand, and the sleeves slid down, and a small paper bag instantly appeared on Bai Zhe's fingertips.

Seeing that the medicinal powder in it was gone, Yi Mengmeng was a ball, and after a while, a small paper ball appeared in his palm, the size of a fingernail.

Throwing it into the light next to it, it disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the small group that was swallowed by the flames, Yi Mengmeng smiled with satisfaction.

Although it doesn't look like a little bit, one is a spirit group, the other is a paper ball, both with the word 'group', and there is not even a small paper ball with a corpse, which makes Yi Mengmeng, who has a strong sense of substitution, feel that the last trace of depression in her heart has disappeared cleanly.

However, there is one issue that needs to be addressed now.

Looking at the unconscious person on the bed, Yi Mengmeng touched her smooth chin and thought about what to do with this beauty.

She said, the little black house, it is impossible to be a small black house in this life.

Well, now that it's a little black house, she's used to the flag back, but she can still control the little leather whip or something.

Looking at the leather whip in the corner, Yi Mengmeng touched the paw of his chin and stretched it into his sleeve, and a thin bamboo pipe appeared in the air.

Lisuo peeled off the sealing wax on it, Yi Mengmeng looked at the exposed color and nodded with satisfaction.

Thanks to the almighty and obedient shadow guards, thank them, and once again complain about the spicy chicken of the system! Amen!

Alright, the prayer is over, now let's get to work.

"By the way, slightly, remember to tell me when this phoenix queen is about to wake up! Thank you, sir! Yi Mengmeng, who was on the dog skin plaster, licked his face, please, this is still a somewhat useful system occasionally, and it is a little bit of a matter.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Yi Mengmeng put a leather whip in her left hand and a bamboo pipe in her right hand, and started working neatly.

Yi Mengmeng, who was ready for everything, walked to the beauty on the bed with a proud cat step.

Looking at the wide sleeves as soon as they were pulled, Yi Mengmeng, who hadn't sighed 'This wide robe and big sleeves are good', was covered with traces of different colors in front of her eyes.

Nest grass!

This tyrant is really good at it!

The originally smooth skin was mixed with a few mottled marks, and Yi Mengmeng felt the slippery touch, and his heart throbbed for a while.

Bang bang, such a slippery skin is also under the hand, and the original body is simply not silver.

God is pitiful, she doesn't want such a good skin?

If you don't take good care of it, forget it, and destroy it!

Unforgivable, even if the original body is sick, it is unforgivable!

Heartache~

The paws touched the slippery touch with pity, and the delicacy seemed to drill into Yi Mengmeng's heart, crushing it little by little, leaving a trace of sweetness.

Alas!

Taking advantage of the beauty being unconscious, touching the little hands, and taking advantage of the little ones seems to be a good day.

Sure enough, the prickly beauty is the real beauty when she falls asleep.

As for the painstaking and laborious thing of shaving thorns, Yi Mengmeng didn't think about it at all.

It's a pity to look at the flawed skin, Yi Mengmeng thinks that if there is a reward like a repair pill next time, it will be better to leave one for this beauty.

It would be a shame otherwise!

Yi • Perfectionist • Meng Meng gently put down the smooth but damaged arm by a little bump, picked up what he had prepared and began to apply it to it.

Call~

Succeed with flying colors!

The blood was dripping, the flesh and blood were blurry, and there was no fake appearance at all, Yi Mengmeng nodded with satisfaction.

Fortunately, I haven't forgotten what I learned at the beginning, otherwise this little black house would be neat.

Okay, the flesh and blood are blurred, but the pain is experienced by the person concerned, which is ......

Yi Mengmeng furrowed her eyebrows, looking at the traces of 'blurred flesh and blood' and fell into thought.

Pregnant!

With a snap of her fingers, Yi Mengmeng looked at the place and showed a weird smile.

When he got up again, looking at the gauze that leached a few traces of red, Yi Mengmeng smiled with satisfaction.