Chapter 285: Why Can You Hurt This Seat? It's not scientific
In the ward, listening to Sui Bao carefully recount the crisis she had calculated, Ning Tingchen's handsome face was quickly covered with a chill.
In the car that came over, he already knew that Ning Miaomiao had bought off the reporter in advance and wanted to make a big deal about what happened today.
But she was raised by him since she was a child, and if she has that brain, let's not talk about it, it's certain that she is reluctant to die.
Sui Bao said that when she saw Ning Miaomiao's face in kindergarten, except for bad luck, she did not have the thick dead air she has now.
Hanyu said before that tampering with or intercepting other people's luck is a treacherous move, and the people of Xuanmen dare not touch it for fear of being punished by heaven.
Apart from......
Seven Dou Sect, it's Seven Dou Sect again!
The white jade plate on Nian Bao's chest was faintly hot, as if it was reminding of something.
Sensing the thick aura emanating from Ning Tingchen's body, the little milk group secretly said that it was not good, and when he looked up, he saw that his eyes were scarlet.
She hurriedly raised her little meat hand, pinched the trick with two fingers and walked the dragon snake in the air, and said something in her mouth, "Too on the stage, the strain will not stop." The three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul. Haste as a law!
Break! β
Ning Tingchen, who had already lost his mind, only felt that his body suddenly lightened, and the blood mist in front of him disappeared, replaced by his daughter's worried little face.
Realizing something, his eyes were full of guilt, "Baby, I'm sorry, Daddy scared you." β
The little milk ball hugged his neck and pasted it, replacing the answer with an intimate gesture.
Dad just misses his mother too much, he is bitter in his heart, and the old treasure knows it, so he won't be afraid!
Trembling his fingers and stroking the familiar lines of the jade plate, the sweetness of the past came to mind, Ning Tingchen's eyes were red, and he asked softly: "Hanyu, can you hear it?" β
The translucent soul inside the jade plaque was thrown into the slumber.
But the big peacock who found that he couldn't break out was lying lazily in a corner at the moment, and said with disgust: "I heard a hammer, didn't I see that people were sleeping?" Stupid! β
Sui Bao's little face was slightly gloomy, and the little meat hand was behind his back, and he quietly pinched a trick.
In the next moment, the peacock, which was originally lying comfortably in the world, suddenly jumped up.
Behind its buttocks, there was a blazing firework.
"Burnedβburnedβ" The peacock flapped its wings and flipped and fluttered in the air, trying to extinguish the flames on its body.
But no matter how much it tosses, the flame on the ass keeps burning, and there is a tendency to get worse.
Afraid that he would become a roast bird, the peacock was anxious, and let out a scream of "chirp-" in his mouth.
It said, "Little ghost, you help the deity extinguish the fire, and the deity makes you a promise, how about it?" β
Before Sui Bao could answer, it screamed again, obviously hurting a lot.
The little milk group just wanted to teach him a lesson, and he didn't plan to really burn its soul body, but just as he was about to nod his head in agreement, Su Hanyu's warm voice like a spring breeze suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Little Suibao, let the Peacock Venerable Lords promise you to sign the blood contract."
Lord ...... Blood Pact......
What is this?
Sui Bao tilted his little head, and before he could figure it out, the Peacock Venerable Lord who was scurrying around in the jade plate was not happy at first.
It flapped its wings vigorously and let out an angry "chirp-" sound at Su Hanyu's weak spirit.
He cursed and cursed, "Ugly human beings, delusional desire to drive the deity." The toad wants to eat swan meat, and looks uglyβ"
"Chirp-"
Sui Bao felt that if it hadn't been interrupted by pain, its next words would definitely be dirtier,
The original trace of unbearable in the heart of the little milk group was directly scolded.
She made a straight face and said angrily: "Bad peacock, it hurts you to death!" β
The Peacock Venerable Lord's eyes widened in anger, and with the unquenchable flames on his body, he rushed towards Su Hanyu not far away.
"Mom!" Sui Bao's little face instantly lost blood, and his heart was clenched fiercely.
Startled by her sudden shout, Ning Tingchen looked nervously at the little milk group in his arms, "Sui Bao, what's wrong with you?" Did something happen to my mother? β
Sui Bao hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
It's not the mother, it's the peacock lord who is clamoring for them to look good......
It tried it from the front, side, left, right, up, down, and down, and the whole bird passed through Su Hanyu's soul, and it couldn't hurt her in the slightest.
Or rather, it couldn't touch her at all.
The little milk group watched it with relish, and couldn't help but remind in her heart: "Mom is a soul body!" β
The Peacock Venerable Lord gritted his teeth, "This seat is too!" β
When the words fell, it realized that something was wrong, "This seat is a soul body, why can you hurt this seat?" It's not scientific! β
Science?
Sui Bao raised his eyebrows, and Yuxue's cute little face seemed to have a few big words written on it, "Are you funny".
The pain in the buttocks became more and more obvious, and the Peacock Venerable Lord looked at his proud big tail, burning only a few light rods, gritted his teeth and said, "The deity can do things for you for three years!" β
For their spirits, three years is just a blink of an eye.
Three years later, he is a good man again.
Afraid that Sui Bao would be fooled, Su Hanyu just wanted to remind her, but she heard her milk voice, "No."
Uncle Peacock, my mother is talking about a blood contract, and I can't say a word. β
The fire burned the Peacock Venerable Lord and blew up his hair instantly, "Call brother!" β
Xiao Suibao smiled sweetly, "Uncle! β
Peacock Venerable Lord, "Sign!" Sign now! β
If he burns it again, how can he have the face to mix in the peacock world in the future!
This little ghost will live to be seventy or eighty years old at most, and there are so many accidents outside, if he advances or something, he will soon be liberated.
Mei Zizi thought about it, and the Peacock Venerable Lord urged: "Hurry up, don't delay the beauty sleep of this seat." β
Sui Bao shook his head with a small face, a little embarrassed: "Brother Peacock, my mother said that it is not possible now!" β