Chapter 122: The favor is gone, Jiang Lang doesn't want it

Looking at the two arms that were so white that they were bloodless, Jiang Wujian was a little curious about where the corpse spots had gone.

One thing to say, after the hands of the small-footed female corpse have no corpse spots, they are still very good-looking......

It's not very strange that the sudden appearance of the small-footed female corpse is not very strange. It is estimated that she absorbed something in that coffin, and her strength or something was restored, or maybe she was in a good mood and came out to bounce.

Now Jiang Wujian is not as resistant to the small-footed female corpse as before, but he still has to be guarded against.

Either way, he's human and the small-footed female corpse isn't.

The Grass Python Hero and the Evil Ghost Rider are just stories, not reality, and he Jiang Wujian will never have any strange relationship with an evil spirit.

Holding back the coldness coming from his neck, Jiang Wujian opened his mouth and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Jiang Lang, you still have me......"

"I know, I'm asking you what your name is now, will I call you a little foot female corpse in the future?"

"Hee-hee-hee......"

"......" Jiang Wujian rolled his eyes, wondering if there was something wrong with the other party's brain.

"It's okay if you don't want to, but can you tell me what you're attaching to me for? Is it because I'm immaculate? ”

The small-footed female corpse didn't respond, but the two arms wrapped around her neck tightened a little.

Jiang Wuji smiled bitterly: "It seems that I guessed correctly, when I was in Qingyu Village, Zhang Fugui desperately took away me because I was a flawless person, right?" Immaculate people, no taboos, is it not that as long as you take away my body, you don't have to abandon the seven emotions and six desires to cultivate the avenue? Can you even do it without taboos? ”

"But since you are attached to me, then you should also know about me."

"Whether it's for Su Xiaorui or Jiang Zhiyu, I won't hand over my body to you, instead of giving it up, you still have to think about how to coexist, this is my biggest concession."

"If not, the jade will be burned."

Jiang Wuji's tone was very firm, but the goal of saying these words was not to threaten the small-footed female corpse, but to simply state his position.

No matter which world is fake, Auntie and Xiaoyu are very important to themselves.

If the body is really taken away by the corpse of the Small-Footed Woman, the devil knows what will happen.

However, the small-footed female corpse didn't seem to listen to these words, and as the empty voice sounded, Jiang Wuji's patience was completely wiped out.

"Jiang Lang, you are so ruthless~"

"It's that sentence again! It's that sentence again! ”

"You're out now, can't you have a good chat with me!"

Jiang Wujian yelled and broke open the arm of the small-footed female corpse, preparing to confront the small-footed female corpse.

However, when he turned around, the whole scalp went numb instantly.

The small-footed female corpse did not appear, only her two white arms appeared, so Jiang Wuji's state was pinching one arm in one hand......

"Your uncle!"

Jiang Wuji, who reacted, hurriedly threw away the arm of the small-footed female corpse.

What the! Is it necessary!

Lao Tzu's heart is also made of meat, what if he is really scared to death!

"Brother......

"Little Daoist?"

A familiar voice sounded, and his vision blurred for a moment, and when it became clear again, Jiang Wujian saw Cao Li, who was like a great enemy, and Jiang Zhiyu, who fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you, Xiaoyu?"

Jiang Wujian hurriedly stepped forward to help, but was stopped by a seven-ring knife.

"Cao Li? What are you doing! Jiang Wujian shouted.

"Little, little Daoist, are you awake or not......"

Cao Li, whose forehead was covered with fine sweat, stiffened his head and said: "I, I can't let you continue to hurt Miss Xiaoyu, oh my God, Xiaodao Master, wake up and save you!" ”

"What are you talking about? Am I hurting the fish? How can I possibly hurt a small fish? ”

Jiang Wuji's face was full of surprise, but after seeing the bruises on Xiaoyu's wrists, he instantly understood everything......

The two arms of the small-footed female corpse just now were actually Xiaoyu's, and when she threw her arms off, she was actually throwing Xiaoyu to the ground.

“……”

"Little fish, I ......"

"Brother, I'm fine." The girl got up from the ground, and the dimples on her cheeks were cute.

Cao Li, who was stopped in front of him, let out a long breath at this time, and then sat on the ground with his buttocks, as if he had collapsed.

"Little Daoist, you are awake, you really scared me to death just now...... I thought we were going to be gone......"

Jiang Wujian rubbed Xiaoyu's head very distressed, "I'm sorry, my brother didn't mean it, I'm sorry ......"

"I know, brother doesn't have to blame himself, I'm fine, really!"

The girl blinked her big black eyes, and then the bruises on her wrists faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Brother, look, I'm really fine, just visualize the roe deer owl, these small injuries will recover quickly!"

Jiang Wuxi breathed a sigh of relief, and then sighed: "There is still this effect...... You, can you just say roe deer owl? ”

At this time, Cao Li, who was sitting on the ground, said with a smile: "It's because of the concept, not only the little fish girl, but now I can also say, roe deer owl, roe deer owl, hey!" Roe deer owl! ”

Judging from the situation of Xiaoyu and Cao Li, it should be because they have cultivated the idea of the roe deer owl, but the specific reason is that none of the three can tell.

So Jiang Wujian brought the topic back to himself.

"What happened to me just now?"

Xiao Yu pursed his lips and said, "Brother Fangcai's fever is offended, I was afraid that my brother would be uncomfortable, so I wanted to wipe my brother's face, but my brother suddenly grabbed me and didn't let go of ......."

I have a fever again? Why didn't I feel anything this time?

What is the small-footed female corpse doing? If it had been before, I would have dealt with her.

So if I dealt with the small-footed female corpse just now, then it would only be the little fish that would be injured?!

As soon as he thought of this, the good impression he had built up for the small-footed female corpse during this time disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Wujian pulled out the red hijab from the placket of his clothes, strode to the bonfire, and just as he was about to throw it into the fire to burn, he suddenly felt a palpitation, and his control over his body disappeared in an instant!

At the same time, the small-footed female corpse seemed to be clinging to his earlobe, exhaling like an orchid.

"Jiang Lang, don't~......"