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Mo Xiaomo grabbed Hou Qing's cuffs, looked at the direction where Ying Long left, and was a little puzzled: "Master, where is Brother Long going?" It was the trail outside the camp. ”

Hou Qing frowned a little unpleasantly: "You don't have to care about other people, now the top priority is to cultivate well, a low-level lotus demon in the Nether, how to cultivate into an immortal." ”

"Why can't the lotus demon cultivate into an immortal? Is this still racist! She was furious.

"In this vast wilderness, most of the immortal gods derived from the initial division of chaos are due to conquest or cannibalism, the fall of fall, the extinction of silence, and there are only a handful of gods in the world. So where did all the immortals in the heavens and the earth come from? So as long as you want to, you can become an immortal, but ......" Speaking of this, Hou Qing touched the top of Mo Xiaomo's hair, and then sighed and sighed: "You are as brainless as you and want to become an immortal?" The future may be bumpy. ”

She falls! Her full IQ is unbearable! On the rampage!

Hou Qing glanced at it, and he was a three-foot-tall villain like a cannonball. Fu looked at the cuffs that had been thrown off, and a smile quietly climbed up his peerless face, and the lilac phoenix eyes were clear and transparent.

After a few seconds of rampage, she thought about it with her chin in her hands. People have to bow their heads under the eaves, she endures! Looking up at the man who had already walked away, he hurriedly trotted and followed.

In the camp tent, Mo Xiaomo squatted on the small bench and held his cheeks, looking at Xiaohao, who was clinging to a green jade, he didn't know what he was writing, and asked suspiciously: "Master, what are you writing?" ”

Hou Qing's hand holding the brush paused, and raised his eyes to signal her to come over.

Mo Xiaomo leaned on the Qingyu case and took a look, the words in the wilderness period were so incomprehensible, I didn't understand it at all. He pursed his lips and looked away with little interest. However, Hou Qing's fingers are really impeccable, the round nails are neatly trimmed, the fingers are like jade, and the hands can be flowers. She stretched out her hand to look at it, only to glance at it, and then shrank into the cuff without bearing to look at it. It's not a hand, it's a pig's trotter!

The gods of antiquity, when they were derived, grew when they saw the wind. After the incarnation, he has always lived with heaven and earth with this appearance, the sun and the moon Gong Hui. Hou Qing is a god, and his appearance has not changed in 20,000 years since he was born.

Putting aside this unpredictable personality, Houqing is indeed extremely beautiful, surrounded by a refreshing and refreshing atmosphere, perhaps because of this, he will be sought after by many fairies. I saw that his silver hair was as short as long, and the fur was thin, as if the silver moon and stars were scattered on the soft back of the thousand-year-old Xuanhu.

Mo Xiaomo bared his little white teeth, brushed up Hou Qing's silver hair that fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "Master, what happened to your head is really beautiful." "Actually, I thought so in my heart, Sesshomaru definitely looks good to make a wig out of this!

Hou Qing shook his eyebrows, a smile flashed in his clear purple eyes, and he finished ticking the last word and put down the jade pen.

He leaned sideways, supported his cheeks with one hand, and tapped the jade case with the other, teasing his seductive eyes, and said meaningfully: "Why, as a teacher, only hair is good-looking?" Mo Xiaomo secretly pouted in the dark, this tsundere is really drunk. Fu brought out a soft and cute smile, and the two of them picked up the jade hand that Hou Qing placed on the green jade table, touched it obscenely, and bared the little white teeth: "Master, you are beautiful and unparalleled." Especially these hands, not to mention the beauty of life, the handwriting is good, and the heroic posture of the sword of the Underworld is also sassy, unparalleled! ”

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