Jun Moyan did not hesitate, and neatly scratched his finger.

Beads of blood quickly bubbled up.

The housekeeper was very distressed: "Lord Wang, what are you doing here." ”

Jun Moyan ignored the housekeeper and smeared the blood beads on the raw meat.

The fresh smell of blood must have made the mysterious bird appear, he thought.

The housekeeper just watched his prince put the piece of meat in the hole.

"Lord, that's ......" The housekeeper wondered.

"Shh Jun Moyan made a silent gesture.

After taking a nap, a blackened bird with a purple blue metallic glow fluttered its wings and flew over.

The little bean's eyes were exceptionally bright and energetic.

It flew straight towards the hole.

With a whoosh, he ate the raw meat coated in fresh blood.

The housekeeper pointed at the bird in horror: "Lord Wang, this is a disaster star, a disaster star." ”

Yes.

Crows have always been regarded as hoodoos.

It is known as the disaster star and the disaster bird.

"Shut up." Jun Moyan said coldly, he didn't have so many ideas.

It makes sense that all living things appear in this world.

If this crow is a plague, what is his wife?

Disaster?

The butler was silenced.

Suddenly felt that this eighth princess's family was terrible.

What normal person would raise such a bird?

After eating the fresh breakfast, he flickered his wings happily, and his black bean-like eyes looked at Jun Moyan curiously.

Jun Moyan stretched out his arm to attract it.

He knows one thing.

Although the crow is a disaster in the eyes of humans, the crow is particularly intelligent and psychic.

It is only to the familiar that the familiar taste will be approached.

Jun Moyan is also trying to test one or two this time.

If Jun Moyan was a stranger to this crow, then this crow would never come close.

During these days, Jun Moyan got along with the little noodle melon day and night, and his body was already contaminated with the taste of the small noodle melon.

It's up to him to guess correctly this time.

Tilting his head curiously, his swarthy little body hovered in mid-air for a while, trying to touch Jun Moyan.

I was very vigilant.

After several attempts, it finally landed on Jun Moyan's arm.

Jun Moyan's heart suddenly settled.

It seems that the confirmation of the small noodle melon has to be attributed to the birds of Yuxi's family.

So, what is their relationship.

If they know, why should they pretend not to know?

What is the relationship between Xiao Mian Gua and the eighth princess?

"Ah, why are you climbing people indiscriminately." Gu Yingchun, who got up, was dazed and defenseless, and when he saw Jun Moyan standing on him, he suddenly exploded and blurted out directly.

Know clearly.

Kindness.

Very good.

The birds in the mouth of the small noodle melon are also gone.

Jun Moyan's eyes sank, carrying danger.

hurriedly flew back to his hole.

Gu Yingchun didn't know what to do for a while with Shangjun Moyan's dangerous, cold eyes.

Worst.

Did you say something wrong?

"Lord, you ......"

Jun Moyan turned around coldly and went back to the house.

He walked straight up to Xiao Miangua, and she slept with the quilt between her legs.

Scold.

Didn't you talk about a strange place where you can't sleep, and you don't sleep well?

According to him, the little melon slept more fragrantly than anyone else, and even more fragrant than he slept in his palace.

"Yu Xiaoba, get up." Jun Moyan's voice was cold, as if he had been covered with a layer of ice ballast.