Shu Yi saw that he was not a painting heart, and he was cold by nature, and he didn't want to meddle in things, but the moment he raised his head at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, he froze his steps.

Although the gray face can't see clearly, the eyes on the face are black, shiny, clean and clear, and they are like a painting.

Seeing that Qing Chu had eaten the fruit, Shuyi immediately snapped his fingers and shot out a wave of qi, knocking Qing Chu Xiao'er and the sugar gourd in his hand to the ground.

Qing Chu was startled, but his first reaction was not to run, but to reach out and pick up the sugar gourd on the ground.

Shuyi looked at the little guy, and then at the white ball in his hand, and felt that these two goods were really similar, and they were both masters who wanted to eat and die.

Don't...... This kid is also born with a painting heart?

Qing Chu didn't have time to roll to the sugar gourd, but Shuyi grabbed the back collar and carried it in his hand, which was exactly the same as the action of painting his heart.

He thought that his mother was finally willing to come out of the gentle village to clean him up, and he was so frightened that he shuddered. Before he could look back clearly, he was stopped by Shuyi and pressed on his leg, pinched his mouth with one hand, and slapped him twice on the back with the other, so that half of the rabbit leg he ate in the morning spit out.

Ji saw that Shuyi was coming, because he had suffered Junyi's loss 10,000 years ago, and took advantage of the moment when Shuyi detoxified the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, his body disappeared and quietly escaped.

Shu Yi saw that although Qing Chu vomited out the poison, he was still not at ease, so he fed it another antidote pill, and then reached out again, put him on the ground, and examined him calmly.

Qing Chu stood firmly, feeling that his stomach was getting more and more empty, he didn't look at Shuyi, he first looked at the sugar gourd on the ground, and saw a snow-white hair dumpling holding a fruit and gnawing on it, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Shuyi also glanced at it, reached out and pulled the long ear of the white ball ball, and pulled it back. The brutal action has the meaning of killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, and the early Qing Xiaoer immediately hugged his ears and began to look at the man in front of him.

When he recognized that the rough man in front of him who robbed him of the sugar gourd and beat him to vomit was the wicked man who carried a sword to kill their mother and son in his mother's nightmares, his face suddenly turned like ashes, and only six words appeared in his heart: The road is narrow, and it will be over......

Seeing that Shuyi was still looking at him stunned, he immediately took a step back, turned around and wanted to run. was subdued by Shuyi when he raised his hand.

Qing Chu couldn't run, turned around and pointed at Shuyi, and jumped like thunder, "You thief, you dare to sneak attack me!"

Shuyi looked at this kid jumping up and down, it was like a virtue in the heart of the painting, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

Why do you feel so familiar?

Why does it feel so familiar?

Ignoring the boy's vigorous hostility, Shuyi pulled him into his arms with a rare smile and gently wiped his dusty face with his spotless sleeve robe.

Qing Chu struggled with punches and kicks, but his punches and feet fell on Shuyi's body like tickling.

And his little face made Shuyi feel suffocated more and more when he rubbed it, the eyebrows, the eyes, and the lips were all like painting hearts, he was afraid and excited in his heart, staring at Qing Chu intently and asking, "Whose kid are you?"

The answer to Shuyi was that one of the nostrils turned sideways to the sky at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, he raised his head high, turned his eyes away from looking at Shuyi, and his face was full of unwillingness to care.

Shuyi was not annoyed, stood up, grabbed Qing Chu's back collar by the way, lifted him up, and pretended to be careless, "Since no one wants it, the king of this book just picked it up, the princess of this king, but the well-known man-eating monster in this city, I like to eat children with fine skin and tender meat like you." ”