Matsuya was about to reprimand the calamity for their audacity, when a voice interrupted him from hearing it, knowing that the master was pleased.

When I heard the sound of "Master" on the night of the festival, my eyes flashed slightly.

His gaze fell on Hua Yuqiong's smiling eyes, and his expression was slightly stunned: "What do you just call the deity?" ”

Painting Yuqiong saw Yan Yan's red core, where did she care about what kind of discipline? With a smile on his face, his eyes looked at the night of the festival.

"Master~Master~"

Woe and calamity widened their eyes in shock.

This, this, this...... They...... Painter ...... Belch......

Sai Ye watched Hua Yuqiong run to him and squat, lying on his knees, his white hands tugging at his sleeves, swaying and swaying. Feeling a tugging sensation between his forearms, for some reason, he actually had the idea of rubbing Hua Yuqiong into his arms.

Realizing his thoughts, Sai Ye thought of his wine-scented ...... when he was drunk when he painted Yuqiong earlier

The frown frowned slightly, and the roots of his ears flushed.

How did he come up with any of this?

Hua Yuqiong continued: "It's not easy for them to be in disasters and disasters, so Master won't punish them all the time. ”

I heard that next to each Yan Yan Red Core was guarded by a fierce beast at the peak of at least the eighth order. Although she knew that the power of calamity and calamity was unfathomable, she should also be grateful to them.

Hearing this, the two people standing with their eyes down on the side were suddenly moved.

Finally......

The effort was not in vain!

It was as if they saw a beautiful world without prison beckoning to them......

Sai Ye thought that Hua Yuqiong was grateful to him because of Yan Yan's red core, after all, he said that this was his order, and he was still a little happy in his heart.

However, he heard that Hua Yuqiong actually spoke for those two guys!

The originally happy little mood fell in an instant, and it was almost to the bottom!

Calamity and calamity glanced at each other and slipped away with a tacit understanding. Before leaving, he also put aside the elixir that Her Royal Highness the princess had told her to give to Hua Yuqiong.

Anyway, the Holy Venerable will not do anything to the painter, and no matter how bad the painter is, he will use that strange move to restrain the Saint.

Even if they know that trick, they don't have the guts, so it's better to slip away first.

The deep eyes of the night looked at Hua Yuqiong, and said in a lazy voice: "Today, because of Zhai Zilan, you agreed to the three requests of the deity. Just now, you pleaded with the deity again because of calamity and calamity, why do you have to add another request, right? ”

When Hua Yuqiong heard this, her eyes immediately widened, and she was about to open her mouth to refute, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Glancing at the source of the sound unhappily, and just as he was about to make a move, the large hand that was divided into bones was held down by a smaller, white hand.

Hua Yuqiong looked at the night and shook her head in warning.

The irritability of the night came to my heart again, and I watched Hua Yuqiong open the door.

"Little master!"

Yue Bai, who was outside the door, shouted anxiously and excitedly as soon as he saw Hua Yuqiong when he saw Hua Yuqiong.

The night of the sacrifice saw Yue Bai's excited face through the side of Hua Yuqiong.

Little white face?

Hum!

Seeing Yue Bai's anxious face, and the fact that he was the person next to Hua Qi, Hua Yuqiong had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What's going on?"

Yue Bai's face was anxious, and he said, "Little young master, second master, he was bitten by a centipede, and now he can't move!" ”

"What?!"

Hearing this, Hua Yuqiong's expression changed. Without thinking about it, the man had already run out of the garden as fast as he could.

The person who was still in front of him just now suddenly disappeared, Yue Bai was stunned, turned his head and hurriedly chased after him.