has been stunned by his grandmother many times, and his acting skills have successfully reached the full level of perfection.

Fenghua, who pretended to be dizzy, found that she was gently placed on a softer place, and the intermittent voice of a crybaby came from her ears.

"yes, I'm sorry, I knew it would hurt to be knocked unconscious."

"Woo woo, sleeves. I, I'm afraid you'll be afraid of me. Sleeve, sleeve, sleeve ......"

"Hiss......"

"Hmm, it hurts."

"Humph!" Finally, with a muffled snort from the crybaby, Fenghua smelled a strong smell of blood coming from the air, injured?

Fenghua wanted to open his eyes, but suddenly felt the breath of something else appear here, could it be that the altar was not successful?

The eyes that wanted to open were paused slightly as the breath approached, and he breathed slowly, as if he was truly dizzy.

"Are you afraid?" However, the breath paused slightly when Fenghua could touch it, and a playful voice came from the air.

"Hmm." As if enduring some pain, the ink white tone was not so steady.

"yes, you monster, who wouldn't be afraid?" There was a contemptuous mockery in the voice.

"I, I'm not." Mo Crimson's voice was extremely unstable, and he tried his best to defend himself, but his voice was very soft, and he didn't look confident at all.

"So, you're using her to give me an account, right? Hehe. The mockery in his voice intensified.

"No! The sleeve is mine. Mo Crimson said a sentence in a coherent manner, followed by the sound of an object falling to the ground.

"Really? Would you like to let your sleeve look at you? With that sound, Fenghua felt like she was being thrown by a force, and then landed on a cold object, which felt slippery.

"Sleeve, sleeve, sleeve ......" The ink crimson voice came from under her, and the smell of blood became stronger, Fenghua's eyes moved, and it was undeniable that her curiosity came out uncontrollably again.

"Nope! No, no, no, no! Don't look at me, close your eyes, please, sleeves, woo woo, I, I ......" seemed to notice that Fenghua's eyes were moving, and his ink white voice was full of panic.

"Shout Xiao Wang's sleeve again, Xiao Wang strangled you, okay?" Unable to suppress his curiosity, Fenghua couldn't help but open his eyes and decided to correct the salutation problem.

"I'm ugly." Mo Crimson muttered quietly, his voice full of fear.

"Forgot Xiao Wang's words? Actually, you look good, but it's a little worse than Xiao Wang. He raised his hand and touched the huge black white head. As for why it's huge......

There was no humanoid ink crimson white in front of him for a long time, this was a big silver python, there was a black mark on the tip of the tail, and there was a red scale at seven inches, but the head was still ink white.

The human head and snake body, the silver python, and the stout degree of the snake body is comparable to that of four graces tied together.

The cool and slippery feeling was because Fenghua was lying on his body.

Although it's a little weird like this, but at this moment, Fenghua wants to shout a goblin even more! She knew how a person could look like a goblin, and the purple lips were so beautiful when she was on the body of a snake.