Yun Chujiu got up and glanced at Di Beiming: "What are you doing? Don't you have long eyes? We're drinking! Little white face, do you want to have a drink too?"

The blood Wuji on the ground wanted to stand up, but after trying a few times without success, he simply sat on the ground and pointed at Emperor Beiming and said, "Little Sister Jiu is right! You are a little white face with facial paralysis! Are you blind? We are drinking!"

Whether it is Dark Wind or Dark Guard Huahua, they feel that Yun Chujiu and Blood Wuji are dying, and Di Beiming's gloomy face is scared to death! Oh my God, Emperor Beiming won't shoot our young master to death directly, right?!

Emperor Beiming kicked the blood Wuji on the ground and flew it away, and then glanced at the dark guard Huahua next to him: "Get out! Take care of your foolish master! If there is a next time, the deity will kill him!"

Where did the dark guard Huahua dare to say a word, and ran out to find Xuewuji like a smoke, God, Emperor Beiming's kick is ruthless enough, and I don't know where my master was kicked!

Emperor Beiming picked up Yun Chujiu's back coat, Yun Chujiu was like a little Wang Ba who was being carried by someone, and kept waving his hands and feet: "Little white face, you let go of me! I still want to drink! I still have to drink with the black chicken head! You tsundere! If you don't let go of me, I can't spare you! I want to strip off your clothes, paint your fruit body painting, and take it out to exchange for spirit stones!"

Yun Chujiu said, and took out a stack of paintings from the storage ring: "Haha, take a look, take a look, beautiful man's fruit paintings, each only needs two thousand spirit stones, you can't buy two thousand spirit stones, you can't buy a loss, you can't buy fooled ......"

Di Beiming snatched the painting in Yun Chujiu's hand, well, it was really his own fruit body painting, although the key parts were covered by some items, but it still made Di Beiming angry!

Di Beiming put the painting into his storage ring, and carried Yun Chujiu, who was screaming, into the house.

Dark Wind wiped the sweat from his forehead, Miss Nine, you are doing death, our Venerable will definitely not spare you this time! Your guts are too fat! Not only did you drink with Xuewuji, but you also fell together! The most terrible thing even called us to respect the little white face in person! You also sold the fruit body paintings of our Venerable, you are really a trick to death!

Di Beiming threw Yun Chujiu on the bed, and then waved his hand, Yun Chujiu found that he couldn't move! This wine was so bold that he immediately scolded: "Little white face! You let go of me! Otherwise, when I can move, I won't be able to spare you! Won't I just drink a few glasses of wine with the black chicken's head? Are you careful?"

"You always bully me! You still listen to me in the future! Bullshit! You don't give me Lingshi and don't let me read the script, and now you don't let me drink with the black chicken head, you big pervert! You talk doesn't count!"

"I'll send you a voice note, and you give me word by word and jump out, saying, are you entangled by that little goblin?"

The green tendons on Emperor Beiming's forehead collapsed: "Black thing! Shut up for me! How can there be any little goblin! If there is, it is also you unconscious little goblin!"

Yun Chujiu giggled: "I'm not a little goblin, I'm a scourge, I'm a scourge that lives for thousands of years, I'm a little scourge that will plague you!"

When Di Beiming was about to say something more, he saw that Yun Chujiu had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Di Beiming gritted his teeth, he is not afraid to settle accounts, wait for you to come to your senses tomorrow to see how I clean you up!