This kind of thing is destined not to come out of the mouth of a twelve or thirteen-year-old Lori.

Although in some places in Da Zhou, women of this age have even been married, but they are generally only married, and they will not start to be "merry and happy" so early.

Of course, Zhuo Beibei is very special.

In addition to her appearance, whether it is her real age or her body's ability to bear it, she is at the level of an old witch.

But Rao is like this, Qin Lang has already maintained a somewhat mocking attitude towards her "seduction".

"Stinky boy! What are you laughing at? ”

"Laugh at you."

Qin Lang laughed while holding her little feet, which seemed to be becoming more and more flexible, in his hand, he didn't mean anything else, but it was cold at night and wanted to cover her.

But soon Qin Lang also found that her feet themselves were warm and didn't seem to be needed.

Well...

It doesn't matter, it just so happens that his hands are cold, and he can use the feet of the sect master as a warm water bag.

……

As long as she goes to bed at night, Zhuo Beibei gets into the quilt with herself, and Qin Lang has 10,000 reasons to coil her little feet.

……

"Qin Lang, are you underestimating this seat."

"I've never seen a lot of you."

"I reiterate once again, this seat is born with a flattering body!"

Zhuo Beibei puffed out his little cheeks unconvinced, and angrily waved his little pink fist and patted Qin Lang's chest:

"In terms of seducing men, if this seat exerts its strength, other women in the world are Dongshi! You know, stinky boy! ”

"Understood."

Qin Lang nodded, yawned and looked at her with a smile:

"Then you can exert your strength."

"You! …”

Send it! Zhuo Beibei held his breath and began to think about how to seduce a man.

But in fact, even in the large form that used to have the most obvious effect of flattering physique, Zhuo Beibei did not really seduce any man, only the apprentice Nan Lingyue said that the master was extremely charming, and one look could make her a woman shy.

Therefore, although Zhuo Beibei knew that his charming body was very powerful, he had never fought in actual combat, and he couldn't get any evidence for this lower body at the moment, and finally his little face was red and fluttered, and he still couldn't think of how to "exert force" to prove all this.

"Is it finished?"

“……”

Qin Lang yawned again and closed his eyes:

"It's over, let's go to sleep... Hiss! What for?! ”

"Humph!"

No, the sect master was just angry, so he just bit him with a "ah-woo".

"You ignorant boy, if this seat could still become an adult, you would have prostrate under the skirt of this seat a long time ago!"

"The adult you are talking about, it shouldn't be like Nan Lingyue, right?"

"That's not too big, not too small, medium."

Zhuo Beibei recalled with some reluctance that he was in the past when he was peerless:

"If you're lucky, I'll tell you that the big form of this seat is not as good as this seat is now, and it can easily play with a little ghost like you."

"Yes, yes, wait until your shares are big with me..."

……

Qin Lang was more perfunctory, but he didn't disbelieve Zhuo Beibei's words.

After all, her mind will also change with the reminder, who knows what kind of temper Zhuo Beibei will have?

Queen? Or is it a real enchantress?

Qin Lang didn't know, anyway, Zhuo Beibei said that she couldn't get smaller anymore, and if she woke up after falling asleep next time, she might get bigger.

According to her, it may be nothing to become a medium-sized girl's version of Zhuo Beibei, and a large-sized young woman's version of Zhuo Beibei may be two people with the current Zhuo Beibei.

……

But these are all later words, and Qin Lang is definitely impossible to care about now.

I slept beautifully, got up the next morning and went to drink local specialty bacon porridge, bean paste steamed buns, replenished dry food and drinking water, and the two continued on the road.

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On a new journey, Qin Lang also told a new story.

"Speaking of that, Daji, hooks the heart of the king day and night, and after a long time, the king doesn't think about anything but her... Hey, are you listening? ”

"I'm listening, so you are the King of Xu, and the Lord of Qingli is Daji."

"I see that you are Shiji Niangniang, and you want to be eliminated by me, right?"

"Cut..."

Zhuo Beibei rolled boredly with Tuan Tuan in the carriage:

"Your senior sister is Shiji Niangniang... The big bad guy one..."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing..."

Zhuo Beibei picked up Tuan Tuan, stared at her eyes for a while, and suddenly asked outside:

"Qin Lang, do you believe that there is really a Daji in the world?"

"Vixen? Isn't there much in the world? ”

"This seat is talking about the real demon clan."

"The legendary Yunzhou Demon Clan?"

Qin Lang thought for a while:

"I can't say, it's not strange if there is one or not, but it's you, who have lived for so long, if there is really a Yunzhou demon clan, you must have seen it, right?"

"Well, yes."

“？？？”

Appeal——!

With the casual words of the sect master, Qin Lang almost drove the carriage to the side of the road.

"Really? Is there really a Yunzhou demon clan? ”

"When I was young, I saw a fox who could speak, and only once, but then he didn't."

“……”

Well, Qin Lang's cognition of this world was refreshed all of a sudden.

The world with the existence of demons and spirits is more mysterious than the pure martial arts world.

"Meow..."

"Meow meow... What are you anxious about? It's too early to change... When that slut's spiritism is complete, you can get a piece of her aura..."

The little girl in the carriage wrinkled her nose at the little female cat and said something to herself that outsiders couldn't understand.

……

Tick...

Tick...

A gentle light rain fell outside, gently hitting the roof of the car, shrouding the scenery outside the window with a misty veil, and the slowly regressing scenery is also easy to associate with the presence of the coachman, so that the beautiful little girls and cats in the car are full of a particularly comfortable sense of security.

……

Now after about ten days of travel, Qin Lang has arrived at the junction of Jingzhou and Yangzhou.

Before leaving, I brought a map, and now I can enter the boundary of Yangzhou after almost one more village.

"Phew—"

However, at this time, in the rain, Qin Lang suddenly saw a person lying on the official road leading to the border village in front of him.

"The carriage is coming! Give it a go! ”

Qin Lang shouted, and the figure got up, and after getting closer, he fell to the ground again.

Qin Lang looked at it, only to find that the other party was a beggar who was drunk with a ragged clothes and a wine gourd, so he took out a little broken silver from his arms and threw it at the other party.

"Excuse me."

Syllable...

Although the beggar was red from drinking and his eyes were scattered, he casually stretched out his hand, but he steadily caught the silver two thrown by Qin Lang, and immediately smiled, and shouted in a hoarse drunken voice:

"Little brother, do you want to send me away as Hanako?"

Qin Lang frowned:

"Or what are you?"

"What am I? I am... A wise man in Yangzhou. ”

“？”

In the carriage, the sect master, who was almost asleep comfortably, poked out his little face:

"Qin Lang, who..."

"I don't know, it's a Magi."

"What salty sweets... Let's get rid of it, I'm sleepy, and I want to get into the bed..."

The rainy day was really the best match for the most quilted bed, Zhuo Beibei was too lazy to care, Qin Lang got off the horse and wanted to go to negotiate with this strange beggar, originally thought that he could send away with some more money, but who knew that the other party said that he wanted Qin Lang to leave all his belongings along with water and food and the entire carriage, so he was willing to give way.

"What a crazy beggar..."

Qin Lang didn't want to delay any longer, so he directly stretched out his hand to lift up the beggar on the ground and throw it to the side of the road.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when Qin Lang probed his palm, the beggar put the wine gourd in his arms horizontally, blocking Qin Lang's palm, and at the same time, the rope that tied the gourd quickly wrapped around Qin Lang's wrist.

"I've never opened for a year, and I've been open for a year, hehe, it's only your bad luck to bump into my hands."

“！”

Qin Lang was startled, his body was pulled by the rope on his wrist, and the whole thing fell down, and the beggar's punch was also quickly enlarged in his eyes...

(End of chapter)