In fact, he was so afraid that when the female demon king came to him, this mighty soybean seed was still drunk, and he couldn't eat it and walked around when the time came.

It's better to let Xuanyuan, the unlucky child, carry the black cauldron!

Anyway, the female demon king and this unlucky child are rivals sooner or later.

Xuanyuan was carrying Zhong Doudou, shaking it in various ways, Zhong Doudou couldn't move, and his sleeping face was even sweeter.

Bear kid, you think you're playing rock!

Xuanyuan Jue was completely angry, and he couldn't digest the aura contained in the drunken immortal dew in one breath, he simply didn't die, his slender hand pinched Zhong Doudou's chubby claws, and he lowered his head and bit it violently.

Xiaobai was stunned, and in an instant, Lei's facial muscles stiffened, his eyes were dull, and his brain was stuck.

Humans are too cruel.

Even the innocent, beautiful and cute soybean seeds like a fairy child, you have taken your mouth, are you human, are you human? You are not even as good as a meat bun, and your soul is light.

Xiao Bai spread his little short legs, jumped slightly, and rushed towards Xuanyuan's fair-skinned and slender hand, ahhhh

Xuanyuan was in pain, let go of Zhong Doudou, and looked angrily at Xiaobai, who was staring at him.

Xiao Bai, the king of all beasts, was firmly protected in front of Zhong Doudou, his eyes were shining, his teeth were dazzling, and he was blinding Xuanyuan's titanium alloy eyes.

Hurt my soybeans, Lao Tzu will bite you to death.

Xuanyuan Jue glanced at his right hand, the blood from the tiger's mouth flowed, and the bright red blood was a little seeping. The wound hurt so much that even a person like him, who was accustomed to pain, had the urge to burst into tears.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he looked cautiously at the little beast in front of him.

The person who can confront Xuanyuan Li is naturally not a fool who carries his head and grows tall for nothing.

"You're from the Spirit Beast Forest?" he said coldly, his tone cold and cold. The palace nobles of the Xuanyuan Continent all like to raise some beast pets, and those low-level spirit beasts are also common.

Looking at the little beast carefully, his big eyes were full of evil energy, staring at his appearance, very powerful and domineering.

"Could it be a divine beast?" Xuanyuan guessed in a low voice, if it was a low-level spirit beast, it would not be able to get close to him at all.

Xiaobai is very contemptuous in his eyes, and he really looks down on the beasts and horses.

"Could it be a holy beast?" Xuanyuan Jue raised his voice, this bear child actually had a holy beast as a beast pet, it was too special to bully people. His father is King Xuanyuan, and he has holy beasts!

Xiaobai snorted, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Xuanyuan Jue was still full of dark clouds just now, and the next second was going to be thunderous and stormy. Spring returns to the earth in an instant, the sun is shining, all kinds of sunshine and all kinds of warmth, and a handsome face smiles into a sunflower.

Xiao Bai only felt a flash of chills, and he involuntarily shook his furry body and shook off the goosebumps all over his body.

Human beings are really special, there is no discipline, there is no lower limit.

Xuanyuan ignored Xiao Bai with goosebumps all over the ground, smiling like a strange uncle who kidnapped a little girl, approaching Xiao Bai step by step, seeing the great joy of the holy beast, so that his right hand, which continued to bleed, was temporarily forgotten.

Xiao Bai looked at the right hand that was bleeding regretfully, and shook his head helplessly.

Human beings are too greedy, they want whatever they see, and if they continue like this, they will really die.

"Eighth Master, there are guests outside the door!" A delicate voice sounded from outside the door, and before the words fell, the pink figure had already entered the door.

"Ahhh......h

"Shut up. Xuanyuan's thin lips opened lightly and scolded coldly.

"Eighth Master, your blood is about to run dry, don't you know what to do?" Drunken Furong hurriedly stepped forward and picked up Xuanyuan's blood-flowing right hand.

Xuanyuan refused to come back to his senses, and another sharp pain struck.

Damn, he cursed and almost forgot about it.

Drunken Hibiscus moved quickly, brought the medicine box hidden behind the desk, skillfully cleaned and bandaged, divided five by two, and tied a beautiful bow.

"That's it. ”

Looking at the bow silently, Xuanyuan's face was embarrassed, he never knew that he had no talent, his subordinates, and this talent?

"Huh?" After getting Xuanyuan out, Drunken Hibiscus paid attention to the messy scene.

"Little young master?" she squatted down and gently patted Zhong Doudou's chubby bun face, "Eighth master, little young master has been waiting for you, probably falling asleep!" Seeing that Zhong Doudou didn't react, Drunken Furong casually picked up her chubby little body and was about to walk out.

"What are you doing?" Xuanyuan said in a cold voice, casually closing the door to the inner hall.

"The envoy of the Zhongyuan is here, and I will send the little young master to her. ”

"Lock him up in the secret room in the backyard!" Xuanyuan ordered coldly, as long as this little guy was there, he was not afraid of the little holy beast escaping.

"Eighth master?" Drunk Hibiscus was a little inexplicable.

"Drunken Hibiscus, don't you have long eyes? Who told you to take people into the inner hall?"

Drunk Fleur, who realized it later, saw the son of the cash cow, and didn't react for a while, is it that the house is swollen? Glancing silently around, she gasped, her legs weakened in fright, and she knelt down.

"Eighth master, I'm ......" Drunken Furong didn't know how to explain, who knew that this bear child would be so strong, flipping the table. The treasure in this house is ruined, she has worked for the eighth prince for 500 years, and she can't afford to pay for it!

"Take him down, and order someone to watch over him, and if this thing is not done well, this king will want your life." Xuanyuan commanded coldly, ignoring the wrinkled little face of the drunken hibiscus, and turned around and walked out.

Before going out, don't forget to take a look at the little white adult who is squatting on the ground and bored to draw circles. The eyes are full of imperatives.

"Eighth Master, he said he was here to find his father!" Drunken Furong was scolded and stunned, and after a while, she reacted that the eighth prince had already disappeared at the door.

She resigned herself to picking up Zhong Doudou and shifting her position.

There is a moody master, who can't afford to be sang.

===============I'm selling cuteness for collections, and I'm asking for the dividing line of the monthly pass=================

There is a hall of an auction house.

It was late at night, the guests had already dispersed, even the servants had left, the whole hall was silent, only a little maid waiting, her little eyes were a little hazy, and she had the urge to see Zhou Gong every minute.

In the middle of the hall stood two people who seemed to have been fished out of the water.

The hot ginger tea was forgotten alone on the low table, and no one touched it.

Xuanyuan, who slowly came down from the second floor, had already suppressed his anger, his narrow eyes were crooked, and the spring breeze was warm with a smile.

"Your Excellency, I came to this king in the middle of the night, but I can't bear to do it, do you want to continue to finish what I haven't done during the day?" he said with a smile, his tone ambiguous.

"Is it you?" Zhong Xiaoscorpion looked up and saw a face that was bright in spring, underbeaten and under-trained, her hands were clenched into fists, if it weren't for the dark night streamer secretly pulling behind her, her iron fist would have kissed Xuanyuan's handsome face.