"I don't know if he's that kind of person, I just know that if he really does this, I'll just chop him up and feed him to the dog!" Su Jin said lightly, and Ye Shuang's brows tightened after hearing this. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She just hoped that Shi Zhu hadn't done that, after all, no one would doubt that the Lord of Shadow Killers couldn't do that kind of cruel thing.

When the sky was still gray, Mo Bai had already gotten up, which was a favorite he had cultivated over the years.

The floating clouds contain purple gas, and the wild grasses hide the immortal medicine.

Good things are often hidden in the most ordinary environments. Whether or not you can find it depends on the individual, and the same is true for people. In the most ordinary environment, who can know if you are a hero or a soft egg?

Mo Bai doesn't want to be a hero, but he doesn't want to be a soft egg either. He wants to be a real and strong man!

But Tianyi said that like him, he will always be a rooster flying around the haystack, and the blue sky can't belong to this kind of person.

There are two ways for a boy to transform into a man, the first is known to everyone, and the second is to find the back of another man and give everything he has to chase his footsteps.

Mo Bai hasn't found that man until now, so it seems that the first one is relatively simple, at least for now.

He doesn't want to chase other people's paces, he just lets people chase his paces!

The purple qi was thick, and Mo Bai absorbed the last wisp of purple qi and turned to leave. Like a trick, he took out a gourd behind him. This gourd is not filled with wine, otherwise Mo Bai would not have poured the contents on the ancient sycamore tree.

While pouring, he was still muttering about what Kunlun snow water, what kind of spiritual power.

Sounds like a good thing, after pouring it, Mo Bai tightened the stopper and pinned the gourd behind him. Looking at this huge ancient plane tree with satisfaction.

"I was struck by lightning and injured my spirituality, I have to find a way to find a psychic treasure to help you make up for it when I have time," Mo Bai was beating his little abacus.

Even if psychic treasures are rare, there are no more than 100 pieces in the world. But compared to this ancient sycamore tree, which is older than the age of the three deities and one piece, unless it is a divine object, they are destined to be eclipsed in front of the brilliance of the sycamore tree.

took out a wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and was immediately refreshed. If this scene is seen by Jing Han, it is indispensable to scold.

The wine was so fragrant that Mo Bai couldn't help but take a few more sips, so after a while, he sat under the sycamore tree again.

It would definitely be inappropriate to go back like this, so Mo Bai simply continued to stay here.

At this time, Jinghan in the house woke up and found that Mo Bai was not on the futon, and she was not in a hurry. Because Mo Bai just can't be idle, he will practice his swordsmanship whenever he has the opportunity.

After a simple wash, Jinghan began to comb her waist-length hair, but she found that the comb didn't know where it went.

"Huh, where's my comb?"

Jing Han searched carefully in the room, and finally found the comb that had accidentally fallen under the bed, but at the same time found a piece of paper.

There is a demon inscription engraved on it, and it looks like it was left by the demon emperor.

"Mo Bai, Mo Bai!"

Jinghan walked out of the door to call Mo Bai, but Mo Bai was sleeping at this time, so he was caught.

She asked about the smell of alcohol on Mo Bai's body, fanned the wind in front of her, and Jing Han pulled Mo Bai up with her ears.

Mo Bai was embarrassed to say anything when he was caught, and in Jing Han's murderous gaze, Mo Bai smiled and handed her the wine gourd.

"Let's see if you dare to drink in the future. It's not that I'm talking about you, you still have the Blood Demon Gu on your body now, Lingzun said that drinking too much wine will also give birth to the Demon Gu" Jing Han received the wine gourd into the demon pill space in his forehead.

This demon pill space is not very useful, but it is a little bigger than the spirit ring in their hands. I'm afraid only Mo Bai would think like this.

"Oops, it hurts!"

Suddenly, Mo Bai was clutching his chest on the ground and twitching violently, looking like he had some kind of convulsion.

"Mo Bai, are you okay Mo Bai, don't you scare me" Jing Han directly knelt beside Mo Bai, and the pair of slender jade hands helped Mo Bai rub his chest. In terms of the slenderness and slenderness of the fingers, although it is not as good as Lin Miaomiao's little girl, it can also discourage some of the ladies.

"You said it's okay, I'm distressed, that's my life!" Mo Bai was crying and crying, which really made people wonder if he was the Mo Bai who dared to single-handedly challenge the blood spirit.

"You, why is this like this!" Jing Han glanced at Mo Bai angrily, stood up and kicked Mo Bai.

"If you don't give me the gourd, I'll always be like this," said Mo Bai, standing up and pressing his face against Jing Han's face. The mouth almost touched her earlobe.

Just whispered in Jing Han's ear, just for a moment, Jing Han's face instantly turned into an apple-like color, spreading to his neck.

"I'm really convinced" Jing Han quickly turned around and reached out to throw the half-left wine gourd to Mo Bai.

"Thank you, wife!" Mo Bai took the wine gourd, poured a sip of wine, and then ran to Jing Han's side, clicked on his little face like a dragonfly, and quickly ran back to the house.

The red that was about to fade occupied Jing Han's face again, but it is estimated that what made Mo Bai cry and laugh the most was Jing Han's last whispered sentence, "Is this wine strong and intimidating?"

Jinghan is worthy of being a model of a good wife and mother, the first thing she does when she gets up is to wash, and the second thing is to make breakfast. Usually she doesn't do anything else until she finishes breakfast.

Although they were disciples of the Immortal Sect, although they had already cultivated the art of Bigu. But eating is a habit that has been cultivated for many years, and it is really not a matter of time and a half to change it.

At this time, Jinghan came in with light steps

"It's all your fault, I haven't said anything yet!" Jing Han slapped the piece of paper in front of Mo Bai.

Put down the steamed bun in his hand, wipe his hand on his clothes very casually, and pick up the paper.

The demon inscription on it has been unraveled by Jing Han, and the two paragraphs that come into view.

The first paragraph is written domineering and magnificent. Through the paper, Mo Bai can feel the unparalleled momentum of the Demon Emperor, a simple four words, plus punctuation to count five.

"Go out, don't read it"

The second paragraph is a little crooked, after all, the dog's paws are not good for holding a pen.

But the big white dog has already reached the point of transformation, in his words, he just doesn't want to.

What he wrote was a bit wordy

"Little Baizi, I'm leaving. I know you're crying, but honestly, you don't have to think too much about me. ”

Seeing this, Mo Bai secretly cursed, and tears couldn't help but drip on it.

"This time is different from before, it is as short as a year or two, and I won't talk about it when it's long. You don't have to worry about me, I'll go with the old demon. There's really no one in the world who can stop the two of us. You have to stay in Taixuan, you may not feel the sinister rivers and lakes in Taixuan. But in less than three years you should also go down the mountain, and don't go up again. I know you are reluctant to be too mysterious, and even more reluctant to Kunlun. But it's not a place to stay for long. Jinghan is a good girl, you have to treat her well. I know you don't have a round house yet. Look how good I am to you, and specially help you to come with the prescription snake lewd fruit, acacia flower, lewd sperm tree fruit...... Boy, take advantage of it. Anyway, it's definitely your woman, and it's nothing to be drugged."

In the end, the big white dog also left Mo Bai with a plum-shaped dog paw print.

"This dead dog!" While Jing Han hadn't seen the last part yet, Mo Bai felt put the paper away.