However, the words of Goose Huang Shulang did not make Ah Zhao feel better.

On the contrary, she was even more unhappy: "Who is your aunt?" Am I that old? ”

Huang Shulang: "......"

He simply gave up and lay directly on the ground, no longer struggling: "I was wrong. ”

Ah Zhao snorted: "Originally, you were wrong, just admit it earlier, you have to quibble for so long." ”

Huang Shulang: "......"

He lay on his back on the ground, looking helplessly at the dark night sky, feeling weak, pitiful, and helpless.

It's just the discovery of a very delicious human being.

Why is it the apprentice of this human psychic?

If he had known that this human being was Ah Zhao's apprentice, no matter how bold he was, no matter how delicious he smelled, he would never dare to attack him.

Why?

The reason is simple.

He was once beaten by Ah Zhao.

That was a few months ago, not long after Ah Zhao came to this world.

On a dark and windy night in the moon, Huang Shulang, who was wandering alone, saw Ah Zhao walking alone.

At that time, Huang Shulang didn't want to eat people, but he was addicted to Ah Zhao's beauty.

Huang Shulang, who was intoxicated with beauty, decided to learn from his former ancestors and rob the beauty with a show.

- So, he kicked the iron plate.

Poor Huang Shulang was directly beaten into a weasel.

That's right, it was beaten out of the prototype.

Huang Shulang was beaten to doubt his life, and when he was paralyzed on the ground in a daze, he also heard what Ah Zhao said, and he would be beaten once in the future.

What was he thinking?

Huang Shulang was also lying on the ground at this time, thinking blankly: Oh, he swore at that time that he would never see this terrible human again in his life, even if he encountered it from afar, he would quickly take a detour.

However, he never expected that life would attack him, a weak weasel, for the second time.

Once again, he was planted in the hands of this human!

……

In front of his apprentices, Ah Zhao did not spare his hands in order to maintain the image of the goddess.

She once again beat Huang Shulang, who gave up resistance, into a weasel.

And Ah Zhao didn't let him go after the fight this time, she put on a glove that she didn't know where to conjure up with one hand, and carried the weasel's fluffy tail, and lifted him upside down.

When he turned around, he was facing the shocked gaze of his apprentice Sheng Hai.

Ah Zhao smiled at him: "Are you scared?"

Sheng Hai blinked slowly twice, but did not speak.

Ah Zhao was inexplicably a little depressed, she simply spoke: "I am ......"

"Master, you are really too handsome!"

An excited voice interrupted Zhao's words.

Zhao: "......"

Sheng Hai continued to be excited: "Oh my God, why is there such a perfect person as Master and you in this world!" When it's quiet, the immortal is moving, and the sky is handsome! ”

Zhao: "......"

The trace of depression that had just risen in her heart instantly dissipated, and she was even a little embarrassed.

Apprentice, although I know that I am very good, are you also blowing too much?

However, although he thought like this in his heart, the corners of Ah Zhao's mouth had already raised.

It feels kind of beautiful.

Ah Zhao, who has always liked to be praised, thought.

"By the way, Master, what are you carrying him for?" Sheng Hai asked curiously.

Ah Zhao lowered his eyes and looked at the weasel, and muttered:

"Hmm...... When you make soup, it seems to be ......"

The weasel trembled: "Big, sir! I have a lot of body odor! Stinking! The meat is too old! It's not delicious! ”