The little perverted girl made a fist with her hand, compiled the circles under her eyes, and cried: "Mother, it's okay to kick me when you're unhappy, and now you have to kick me when you're happy, you're too mad..."

As soon as the immortal was mastered, he turned into a six-clawed black dragon with a length of more than a foot, and flew up from under the river map. It was wrapped around the woman's right arm again.

The woman covered her lips and tilted her head, and coughed softly: "I'm a little embarrassed to say it." ”

The little perverted girl grunted her mouth aggrievedly and sobbed from time to time. The woman glanced at the little pervert and said with a smile, "Can you still pretend to be pitiful?"

The little perverted girl hurriedly blinked her teary eyes and explained: "Mother, I'm not pretending to be pitiful, I'm really pitiful..."

"Really?" the woman's smile became a little strange.

The little pervert nodded, "Yes." ”

"Then come here, my mother will hug you well. ”

When the little pervert heard this, she was overjoyed. The affectionate mother still loved herself very much, and immediately the birds rushed to the woman like a nest.

But what greeted her was not the warm embrace of her mother, but the third foot of her mother.

This kick was heavier than the first two kicks.

The little perverted woman who kicked screamed like a howl, flew directly dozens of feet away, and immediately covered her chest when she stood up, and half-bent down.

One mouth, one blood spurted out.

When he looked up at his mother, he saw that his mother turned around and shook her feather fan and looked to the side, completely ignoring her injuries. It seems that her life and death have nothing to do with her.

The tears that the little woman had just put away flowed out again. No matter how naughty she is outside, no matter how well-behaved she is in front of her mother, she can't stand her mother's indifference at this moment.

With tears in his eyes, he smiled bitterly. Without saying a word, he lifted his breath and flew up.

As soon as the river map left by the ancient gods fell on the gossip, this battle of immortals and demons officially ended.

The Sword Immortal slowly raised his head and looked at the sky that gradually turned from blood to transparent: "The Immortal is as energetic as in previous years, and the Immortal is very impressed. ”

This sentence was to express gratitude, but the Zhuxian people in Zhuxian City did not answer.

Zhu Immortal people only do what they think they should do.

There is no need to thank you for doing so.

The sword fairy scattered his sword fingers, and the shadow of his body and mind turned into a holy sword, and he should return to the box.

When I saw the woman who didn't treat the little pervert as a daughter at all, and asked the little pervert to come up and kick the little pervert away, I couldn't say anything in my heart for a while.

Jian Qixian originally felt a little pity for the story of the woman and the heavenly master, but now when he sees the woman like this, it is a pity that there is no meaning at all.

How desperate is this woman for that one, and why is she so radical for others?

Seeing that the woman let the little perverted girl leave with nothing to do, she couldn't help but say: "This woman is transformed by the essence of Nell, it can be said that she is Er, you are her, and now that you treat her like this, aren't you afraid that she will turn against you?"

The woman turned sideways, shook her fan, and said, "My family affairs, there is no need for sentiment fairies to say more." ”

The immortal didn't have much to say, just mentioned it casually. ”

The sword fairy didn't look at the woman, and turned his eyes to look at the edge of the invisible: "What you did, although it was not expected by the immortals, the immortals still believe that you will not be helpless after the demons get out..."

"If the immortal didn't guess wrong, then you have the heart to sacrifice your daughter to the map-"

The woman's gaze fluctuated silently, but her face remained still: "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong. ”

The sword fairy didn't argue with the woman, but only smiled faintly: "The immortal also wants to guess wrong." ”

The woman didn't want to mention this topic, so she changed her conversation and asked the Sword Immortal, "Sentiment Immortal, just now thanks to your request for the help of the Immortal City Lord, I was able to successfully subdue the demon and restore my true body as it was;

The Sword Immortal was silent.

The woman smiled and said: "This set of books is my own handwriting, the plot is exciting, ups and downs, the writing is smooth, every word is gold; ”

Jian Qi Immortal shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "If this set of books is written by others, the immortals may still accept it, and if you write it, the immortals will not be blessed." It's better to leave it to those who are destined. ”

"By the way—"

With a flick of his long sleeves, he swept straight into the sky, leaving only four words: "Good for yourself!"

The woman watched the sword fairy disappear from front of her eyes, and the feather fan in her hand slowly stopped: "Why don't you persuade him?"

With a stretch of his left hand, the river map that landed on the gossip flew into his palm.