Chapter 102: It's not easy to break up the marriage [1]
…… Forget it, since he didn't want to help, she still had to think of other ways. ()
Xue Meng restrained her emotions, a smile appeared in her eyes, and she made a gesture of invitation to Xiling Jing: "Then the prince will go first." As for the prince's concern for Xue Meng in the underworld, Xue Meng will definitely remember it. ”
"Hmm." Xiling Jing's face was slightly displeased when he heard this, but he still quickly swept it away, and then waved the magic yuan, and a purple lotus was born on the soles of his feet, and he disappeared into the main hall with Xiling Jing.
After Xiling Jing left, there was an eerie silence in the room, Xue Meng walked to the side of the wolf treasure with a smile on her waist, grabbed its ears and rubbed it: "Dwarf wolf......"
A shudder, but Wolf Bao didn't dare to refute. () Only when Xue Meng is angry, will she call herself like this.
"You...... What did you say to Xilingjing? A gentle hand patted Wolf Bao's back, causing it to stiffen.
Holding back a smile, Wolf Bao swallowed his saliva: "Xue Meng! Heaven and earth conscience, I didn't say anything! ”
"Oh?" The tail note rose slightly, with a hint of flirtatious laughter, and the movements in Xue Meng's hand still did not stop, gently, gently helping it comb its hair. ()
"Woo woo......" Frightened by her, Wolf Bao whimpered, "I really didn't tell him!" ”
"Then how could he ask?" The smile on his face deepened, and the two wolf legs trembled and softened, and he sat on the table. ()
"I'll send four! I really didn't tell him anything! Wolf Bao raised his furry front paws and looked at Xue Meng with a determined expression, indicating his loyalty and position.
After looking at it for a while, seeing that it was indeed not lying, Xue Meng pinched its ears and laughed so hard that she was about to bloom: "Remember, if you say it in the future......"
"I know, I'll hang myself on the southeast branch!" Wolf Bao's head was like pounding garlic, and when he saw that Xue Meng's smile finally returned to normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Some people say that a woman who loves to laugh has a good temper, and the owner of her house loves to laugh, and a good temper is good, but how to say it...... It's so good that the next second makes you want to die. ()
This matter is not followed for the time being.
Carrying the wolf treasure back to the Hades Temple, Xue Meng told Leng Wuwu about Xiling Jing's refusal to help.
Leng Wuwu didn't have much reaction, if the dignified Xiling Jing helped for Xue Meng's words, it would really be partiality for no reason.
Without Xiling Jing, she can still find someone else. Although he has no real power, there are still a few secret henchmen.
After thinking about it, she summoned her henchmen and prepared for dusk.
Doing this, Xue Meng didn't notice anything unusual.
Xiling Jing had a cold and carefree rune on his body, and he didn't have the breath of the demon world at all, and he waved the demon yuan to peek at Xue Meng in the dark, and he leaned against the door and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The horse riding below him shook his head, wondering what his master was thinking. A little girl, why bother so much, and don't please it.
That Xue Meng looked at it and smiled, in fact, it was like a piece of ice armor, it couldn't be covered with heat and pierced.
Cute cutting line***
Soon it was dusk.
The orange light sprinkled on the ground, dragging Xue Meng and Leng Carefree for an extremely long time. There was a shrill birdsong around him, and the black wings blew up a puff of dust and blew it away.
Wolf Bao squatted on Xue Meng's shoulder, twisted his body, and felt hot and uneasy in his heart: "Xue Meng, I'm a little hot." ”
"Would you like to peel it for you so it doesn't get hot?" Xue Meng raised her lips and smiled, and said in a good voice.
Frightened, Wolf Bao nodded busily: "Thank you Xue Meng, I'm much colder now." ”
Worry-free: "......"
After walking for a while, the two stopped in the shade of a tree that shaded the sky. Leaning against the edge of the tree, the black skull on the cold collarbone detaches from the shoulder.