Half a cup of tea has passed.

The little fox was paralyzed, his eyes were dull, as if he was numb to the point of giving up.

Only when the tyrant was restless and about to touch her tail again did he bared his teeth fiercely, baring his sharp teeth in warning.

Chu Zhiyu comforted herself, but at this moment, the moody dragon qi began to nourish herself again.

It's like selling your body (?) In exchange for dragon qi, I accelerated my cultivation.

Reluctantly being touched for a while, Chu Zhiyu's cultivation was unthinking, and she was lying in the tyrant's arms, lazily squinting her eyes.

Unexpectedly, he got up suddenly, "The beauty has an appointment, and the little things will play by themselves." ”

Trying to find out the information, Qin Sheng didn't intend to continue wasting time.

Are you so impatient, so lascivious, so obsessed?!

Chu Zhiyu angrily leaned over and questioned him.

However, Qin Sheng didn't understand what she meant at all, and sorted out his clothes quite leisurely, and walked out with his long legs.

Wait!

The little fox was about to repeat his old trick and hang on Qin Sheng's body with a swoop.

Qin Sheng, who was originally walking out, coughed violently a few times, his face was a little pale, and he stayed in place.

This monster was stalling for time, not wanting to let herself leave here, Qin Sheng suddenly became enlightened, what was she afraid of?

And the little fox who miscalculated his route rolled on the ground a few times.

He looked up blankly.

"Ahem......"

"Stupid."

The tyrant coughed and laughed, not even breathing.

Short-lived ghost, sick tuberculosis, poisonous man, dog emperor......

Chu Zhiyu grinded her teeth, sat on the ground and watched coldly, watching him cough like a delicate flower trembling, and gloating in her heart.

There is no sympathetic thought at all.

I even want to applaud and say I deserve it!

Qin Sheng was choked by the cold wind that suddenly blew into the hall and couldn't stop coughing, and the good mood of teasing the little pet disappeared, and he frowned displeased.

is going to send the palace people who don't close the doors and windows outside.

"Someone...... Ahem......"

The palace man walked in with a cower, trembling like a quail.

"Your Majesty—"

A palace man hurriedly came to report, "Your Majesty, the priest is waiting for you in the Chaotian Palace." ”

"Zisang Yunyang?"

Qin Sheng thought for a while, and was about to go out after being served and approved a robe and raised his feet, when he caught a glimpse of the little fox who was about to move.

"Such a stupid fox, if he runs around and is caught, he will cook soup."

He proudly pinched the little fox who wanted to slip away and stuffed it into his arms, and copied it as a hot hand.

wanted to take advantage of the tyrant's troubles to slip away, but was inexplicably intimidated and taken away as a companion, and Chu Zhiyu had nothing to love.

Viciously rubbed the dragon qi on the tyrant's body.

I can't wait to squeeze him dry!

It doesn't matter, it's worth the forbearance for a while, and when you have enough aura and a small success in cultivation, there will definitely be a way to escape from the tyrant's hands.

Chaotian Hall is still some distance away from the dormitory.

The tyrant's body was weak, so he naturally couldn't stand the cold night breeze outside, so he took the dragon chariot to the Chaotian Palace.

It was dark and Chu Zhiyu was hugged by the tyrant before he could see what the legendary dragon chariot that could only be used by the emperor was born.

The palace maids all the way trembled, and respectfully leaned down to avoid it.

Chu Zhiyu climbed to the height of the dragon chariot and scratched his head curiously and inexplicably.

There is a feeling of a fox and a fake tiger.

She didn't wait long for her to swell, but she was blown away by the cold wind, and honestly went down and shrank back into the tyrant's arms.

He provoked the tyrant's ridicule again, as if he had expected the little fox to return.

The tyrant covered his hands with the little fox.

Chu Zhiyu took the tyrant to block the wind with peace of mind.

Graceful and beautiful with the tyrant on his back rolled his eyes in his arms.

Chu Zhiyu was held in the arms of the tyrant and walked into the Chaotian Palace, and there was a person in the hall who sat in it with a fairy posture and drank tea.

Dressed in green clothes, it is quite a bit of a legacy and independent.