"Master, are you homesick?" asked Sanmao, his tone full of concern. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Eun, it's horrible here. Mo Zifan sighed, but this place feels like a monster's territory, and judging from the way he dresses, he can't feel the breath of modern civilization, there is such a place in the Pacific Ocean, why didn't he find it?

I don't know if the previous ID card can still be used, and whether the time bomb in my mind can be removed by surgery.

"Tuberculosis is not difficult to treat, but muscle atrophy is a bit more difficult. Sanmao sighed.

"Well, yes, I don't know you like that... I rely on..."Mo Zifan hurriedly pushed Sanmao away, his whole body was excited, as if he had encountered a ghost, his hair was raised, and he recalled the introduction of the old man, what the two of them said was completely bull's head and not the horse's mouth, and his back was suddenly wet.

With a wary face, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Master, I'm Sanmao. Don't you want me?" Sanmao looked at Mo Zifan with an aggrieved expression.

Seeing Sanmao's appearance, goosebumps came out on Mo Zifan's back, and he suddenly remembered the mythological stories he had seen before, some monsters could confuse his mind, and he was suddenly terrified when he thought about how he came here.

Mo Zifan will be played crazy, and after he came here, it was all inexplicable and weird things.

Said eagerly: "Stop, don't come here, did you use some kind of witchcraft, say what kind of monster you are, this is not the earth at all, right?"

"Oops, it's boring, it's so quickly exposed, it's disappointing. Sanmao's expression was closed, his face changed for a while, turning his face like turning a book, instantly like a different person, his temperament changed dramatically, and he just had a childlike baby face, at this time like a withered vine and an old tree, full of vicissitudes, and a trace of frustration.

"Who are you?" Mo Zifan was completely frightened, as if he was covered in hair.

"I am your loyal servant!" Sanmao said with a fist to his chest and bowed.

Mo Zifan was completely confused, a little bit didn't understand what the other party was talking about, obviously he was a child's appearance, but his soul felt like a thousand-year-old demon: "Why did you capture me here?"

"Master, why did you lose your memory, it's really troublesome. Sanmao said a little unpleasantly, there was no trace of cuteness on his face, it was like a different person.

Mo Zifan's head calculated the fastest, recalling the conversation just now, I felt that I was teased by this big-headed doll, Sanmao or something, what I said before should have been obtained from my own mind through secret methods, this thousand-year-old demon should be similar to a character like Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and it should be a superpower similar to mind reading.

There was a vague guess in his heart, and he tentatively said, "Why do you call me master?"

"You are the master's turn, oh, you guessed right, I will know what you want at a glance, please don't slander me secretly in front of me." Sanmao said plainly, but he was pierced by Mo Zifan, and he felt a little boring, this is sitting next to Mo Zifan.

Hearing Sanmao say this, Mo Zifan's heart tightened again, and he knew everything in his heart? I have to stay away from this demon, what kind of master, reincarnation, whoever likes to do it will do it, scared the baby to death, everything is too weird.

"I warn you, even if you are half of my master, and then arrange me, believe it or not to make you look good?" Sanmao threatened.

"Damn... Because Mao is half a master, how do you feel that I am a servant. Mo Zifan hurriedly calmed down, so that his heart was free of distractions, and the six roots were pure.

Jesus, Jade Emperor, Nima is going to play to death, right?

"What kind of reincarnation is that, do you recognize the wrong person? I'm just an otaku. Mo Zifan repeatedly confirmed, this matter always feels a little strange, reincarnation is not a lie nonsense, and he is not a person from this world at all, it is impossible to be his master.

"The mark in the shape of a bronze inkstone on your body is a sign of your master's reincarnation, it is unique, I feel its breath, and I have invited you here. Sanmao said flatly, speechless.

"How do you know about the bronze seal?" Although Mo Zifan was shocked, he could only look at his nose and his heart, his heart was like still water, without a trace of thoughts, and he was afraid that too many secrets would be discovered.

Bronze pendants don't belong to this world.

Hearing Mo Zifan's inquiry, Sanmao looked impatient, frowned, and said, "This is the master's thing, what do you say?" ”

Mo Zifan's brows were twisted into eight figures, and he couldn't help but want to kick it, damn it was despised by children, is this big-headed doll really a 10,000-year-old demon? Or is it cute just now, but now it's really cute......

, obscene again, mistake, mistake! Hurriedly put away distractions.

Sanmao is just depressed, his name depends on the first meeting, the first sentence determines the name, when Mo Zifan just met, he said two sentences, one is a big-headed doll, and the other is Sanmao.

After thinking about it, he felt that Sanmao was still stronger than the big-headed doll, and wanted to be a thousand-year-old machine spirit, if it was called a doll, it would not be laughed out of the big teeth, and now he was a little glad that it was not called a dog's leftover, two eggs, etc., otherwise he would commit suicide in a few minutes.

But when I heard this name, I always felt panicked, and I secretly thought in my heart: "It's better to be the old master, Wangcai is much better than this broken Sanmao, hum!"

"Your name is really Sanmao? Who gave it to you, it's a little lacking. Mo Zifan continued to ask.

Sanmao's little face was almost twisted into a ball, and he was too lazy to answer such a non-technical question.

After the meeting, he was about to call this name, and said angrily: "Nima, it's you, it's you." ”

"Sanmao, I'm dying, you can change another master. ”

Sanmao: "..."The teeth and eyebrows were squeezed into a figure, and the lips moved, but there was no sound.

"Sanmao, can you not use mind reading on me in the future? I'm a man, and you've seen my secrets, how bad it is, don't play back to the mountain." ”

Sanmao: "..."Gritted his teeth.

"Sanmao, my lung disease and leg disease, can you help me cure it? ”

Sanmao: "..."The fierce light in his eyes is exposed.

"Sanmao, have you really lived for tens of thousands of years? Why are you still like a doll?"

Sanmao...

Sanmao...

......

Mo Zifan was like a curious baby, and he used 120,000 why god-level, and he didn't know why he was born with a good impression of Sanmao, maybe it was the so-called master-servant relationship.

Sanmao suddenly had a feeling of meeting an opponent in chess, underestimating Mo Zifan's degree of death, it was even more strange than himself, if the great sage was here, he would definitely say, Nima and my master are hanging, crooked like a mosquito.

At first, Sanmao ignored it, but later he couldn't help his chatter, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Shut up, believe it or not, I'm killing the master!"

With a bang, where Sanmao's palm slapped down, small cracks in the shape of a spider's web appeared in the stone, which frightened Mo Zifan and quickly closed his mouth.

Then he stretched out his little hand and grabbed Mo Zifan, who was forbidden to greet him, and the two disappeared on the top of the mountain.

PS: Thank you very much for the reward of the little witch of Horqin and me, and the friends who collected and voted for the demon yesterday, Shuhong is grateful for everyone's strong support. It's still a weak sentence, asking for recommendations, collections, and clicks.