"No, he didn't respond. He also said that we southern barbarians are barbarians, and they are barbarians. How old is the No. 8 stinky rascal, he can't even do that, it's a shame!"

Looking at Chi Mei'er's behavior and speech, Rumeng and Bingbing also ran away.

"Shameless female barbarian, the other one, you also go to participate. But what she said seems to be right, the stinky hooligan and the brute sister don't look like they do that kind of thing, what are the babbling ghosts of the brute sister. And why didn't the stinky rascals say a word, were they strangled to death by the female barbarian?"

Listening to Chi Mei'er's words, Feng Xi felt bitter in his heart, what is this all about? No wonder my sister never hugged me from behind, Lao Tzu wouldn't really lose his body without knowing it, then he had to be beaten to death by his sister!

It's all a dream, just wake up. The zombie locked soul before the attack, it shouldn't happen again, otherwise it will definitely be worse, this time it's obviously different, I didn't want to get close to anyone, then it's not the one that hits.

Huh! My sister's body is so strange, I have a feeling that she wants to blend in, isn't it? She really started to melt in, I must have lost my body! What is she going to do, take me over? Damn stinky princess, you dare to force that me, don't let me be free, or I'll ......

Seeing that Fengxi and Manyu had been like that, the four little girls had no idea. There is only Chi Mei'er alone, they go to the stone pit to break the sharp knife, and the probability of success is very low, so they simply practice cross-legged.

Tong Wuji was annoyed by Zhao Yimian, went back to get wine, and just arrived, he heard Zhao Yimian muttering, "Why isn't this little bastard a bastard, what a good opportunity! The little girl is well developed, she looks handsome, and she is so active, and she is willing to call." You little bastard, you have to be stupid to be motionless! It's a pity, it's pitiful, it's sad!"

Tong Wuji was furious when he heard this, this old bastard, suddenly he didn't change his life, or he was such a bastard, he just smashed a wine jug and shouted: "Damn old Zhao bastard, you don't want that thing! A six-year-old girl, you dare to have ideas, fucking me, I must expose you, let my sister-in-law castrate you." ”

Zhao Yimian rolled the wine jug with a wave of his hand, opened his mouth to take a drop of wine that spilled, and then said slowly: "Fortunately, the wine is not ruined." Old naughty boy, you yard, can you not be so irritable, is Lao Tzu that kind of person, you look at the situation first and then talk about Lao Tzu. ”

As soon as Tong Wuji saw that Zhao Yimian was not angry, he felt that something was wrong, this old guy had known him for hundreds of years, and if he said a word to himself in the past, he would have to reply twice, and he had already looked at Fengxi's side.

"Lao Zhao, I've only been gone for a while, why did it become like this. What's the situation with the nine princesses of the Southern Barbarians, it's really like what you said, how to call that ghost. What is the little bastard doing, how is it like a wooden stake, and his expression has a few meanings, it is the same as being forced by other girls, this is not a bastard! What is the situation of the five little girls, four sitting hand in hand, a curious baby poking around the little bastard, and the position is also enough. ”

Zhao Yimian continued to drink, ignoring Tong Wuji.

"Hey, this little bastard is so strange, how does it look like a fluctuation of vitality, but it's not like, Lao Tzu has never seen such a fluctuation of vitality, the source is the little girl behind him. This can also activate the awakening vitality, what a fucking bastard, talent!"

The little girl behind him is also weird, she has never spoken, and she didn't even make a sound when she was affected by the little bastard, why is she screaming so loudly now. And her movements are also weird, don't you just hold the little bastard, don't move, laugh all the time, what's there to call it, is the little bastard all over the body full of thorns, pricked? Still hugging so tightly, I can't wait to squeeze myself into the body of the little bastard. It doesn't make sense, the Demon Tiger is cruel and bloodthirsty, you need a little bastard so much, you shouldn't be like this!"

"The hand of the fire tiger, ah! I see, the little bastard is really a bastard! The bath-fire burns the body, the beauty is in the arms, you don't even move, it's not a human being! The fire tiger likes the breath of the bath-fire, but you are lighting the fire, be careful to set the fire and burn yourself! Or the petite and delicate little girls are smart, out of sight. ”

"No, you can see it, but you can't listen to it, stupid girls. The fire tiger's hand is not right, it is not like taking the initiative to ignite, but it seems that it can't help itself, and there is something wrong with the fog. What the hell is the little bastard going to do? Say you pick up girls, you can't touch them, and say you cultivate, but you don't understand it. Lao Zhao, don't drink it, you can talk about it. ”

Zhao Yimian took another sip before he stopped, "Mowgli, for the sake of the black god." I'll point you out, these seven people, you only need to look at one. ”

"That?"

"It's really pitiful for people who don't have women, naturally they look at little bastards......" Zhao Yimian burped.

"What's there to see the little bastard, zombie like. Tong Wuji was puzzled, but he still glanced at Fengxi and said.

"Naturally, it's the ...... behind the little bastards Demon Tiger, you ......"

Tong Wuji was furious and shouted: "Old bastard Zhao, you fucking bastard, every time you pit people, you burp through wine, can you change some tricks." What's wrong with the Tiger Girl?"

"Old urchin, look at the demon tiger girl, hugging the little bastard so tightly, don't you notice a little bit of something?"

"It's a little tight, but it's ....... Oh my God! The little demon tiger girl is so bloody that she wants to squeeze into the little bastard's body alive. No, she squeezed in, and she was gone, how could she deal with herself with her bloodthirsty cruelty? I said how she screamed so loudly, it turned out to be painful. ”

"Isn't the little bastard's vitality fluctuating his own, but the little girl of the Demon Tiger squeezed in, that's not right, the attributes are completely different. Eh, look at Lao Zhao!"

Zhao Yimian had actually been staring at it for a long time, and he was also dumbfounded at this time, only to see that Manyu's figure, which was almost the same height as Fengxi, instantly became smaller, as if he had really squeezed into Fengxi's body.

In just a few moments, the brute was more than six feet tall, and became the same as the other five little girls, only more than four feet, and the whole person lost a lot of weight, becoming a mini version of the devil's body fairy face, especially the small face is more and more exquisite, and the front of the body is more and more plump, it is simply a giant child's face.

Fengxi was still standing, and the barbarian looked at himself, and then shouted: "Amisia, I found it, I can speak." ”

The barbarian yelled, running around dancing, and Chi Mei'er also ran after her, "Ninth Princess, you...... You...... You'll be able to speak. You're really talking! Thank you Amicia. ”

"Mei'er, I'm so happy, I can finally speak, I miss Starling, and the queen mother and father. The brute threw herself into Chi Mei'er's arms and cried.

"Nine princesses, they will definitely cheer for you and be happy for you. I think if my mother heard you call the queen mother, she would laugh and cry. It's just that the Ninth Princess, if you become like this, those people will have to talk nonsense again. Chi Mei'er patted Man's back and said worriedly.

"Mei'er, it's okay, let them say it if they like it! Amicia, I've found it all, I'm afraid they'll say it. Mei'er, I'm like this, do you think the queen mother and father won't want me anymore?" The barbarian was also worried when he saw that he was completely out of the category of the Southern Barbarians.

"Ninth Princess, no, how could Niangniang and the king not want you. If the king knew that you could speak, he would surely celebrate with the whole world, and hold a feast for three days and three nights. Although Mei'er is a little unaccustomed to you getting smaller, you haven't changed, and I won't have to hold you in the future. The rest of your place has become smaller, why has it become bigger there, and it makes people's stomachs uncomfortable to death. ”

"Mei'er, you're talking nonsense, it's clear that yours is bigger than me. I didn't even say that you covered me uncomfortable, and you still sued the wicked first. Thank you, Mei'er!" Manyu was smart, and immediately realized that this was Chi Mei'er deliberately amusing herself, and she hadn't changed at all.

The movement of Manyu and Chi Mei'er was so loud, the other four little girls naturally heard it, you look at me, I look at him, he looks at you.

Rumeng and Bingbing said in unison, "I really didn't expect that the ninth princess of the barbarian is really a mute, this ...... The stinky rascal didn't know how to get it, and it was as if he had sucked her flesh away. She's prettier now, and she can talk. ”

Bingbing said again: "This is a good thing, but what should we do?"

"What else can I do? Sister Manyu definitely can't hug anyone now, and Sister Mei'er probably doesn't even want to hug Sister Mu Ying. No matter how powerful the No. 8 stinky rascal is, he can't hold four. We can only rely on ourselves, and Sister Xianyu has no choice but to cheapen that dead pervert. Like a dream.

"I ...... Also...... No...... No...... He...... He hugs, I can do it myself. Immortal said weakly and tremblingly.

"Sister Xianyu, don't be shy. Brother No. 8 is good to you, what's the matter with hugging him! Look at Sister Man's like that, he didn't even do anything, and then ......"

“......”

Fengxi felt that he was leaving, and Chi Mei'er stopped poking herself, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. But he still couldn't move, and an incomparably powerful energy rampaged through his body, as if he was about to tear himself apart.

Then his bones made a clicking sound, the clicking sound became louder and denser, and the pain was unbearable, but he just couldn't scream.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was another situation, I saw that Fengxi's original figure of more than six feet was raised inch by inch, as if the barbarian was more than a foot for him, and Fengxi grew from more than six feet to eight feet with a few snaps of his fingers, and his hands and feet were exposed.

The bloody hair became more and more bewitching, and the cheeks were more harmonious, and the most important thing was that everyone felt the faint fluctuation of vitality on Feng Xi's body.

And as soon as Fengxi got out of that state, he shouted: "Father-in-law, I have vitality!"