White Frost raised his eyebrows and dropped a few words: "You can't afford to mess with the youkai." ” "......"
Sumire gritted her teeth, panting and barely supporting herself to look at Bai Shuang, and from her perspective, she happened to see Bai Shuang and the three big characters "Demon Hidden Pavilion" hanging high behind her.
"If you know each other, you will restrain your thoughts of harming others and do a good business.
As a white tea, why should you defile yourself. ” The latter sentence of White Frost was for Modi's stupid monster, and killing Sumire would leave a shadow on his heart.
However, not doing it in person does not mean that you will not do it behind your back.
As long as she dares to continue to attack the Demon Hidden Pavilion without repentance, she will destroy the entire seal before she comes!
I don't believe it, before making a move, the prophet will take a look at the Toad Palace, and the latter can still sweep her out on the charge of disturbing the twilight cracks?
Sumire didn't speak, got up with a sneer, and patted the ash on her dress.
Suddenly, the movement of her hand froze abruptly at the sight of the man with the hat on his head.
He just stared at the man and forgot how to react.
Bai Shuang waved his hand and said loudly: "They are all scattered, and everyone is busy with their own things."
Where to disturb, another day our husband and wife will invite the neighbors to drink!
” The people around him were talking again, but they really dispersed.
Only a few curious people still look at Sumire from time to time.
And she didn't seem to see the eyes of others, just bit her lip and stared at the person who had turned away.
Sumire stretched out her hand, trying to call out to the other party.
But thinking that this was at the door of the Demon Hidden Pavilion, he had to press the impulse and follow in embarrassment.
At this time, Mo Di followed Bai Shuang back to the Demon Hidden Pavilion.
He looked at her crampedly, not knowing what to do, and only after a while did he hold back a word of sorry.
"Her demonic power is profound, and her cultivation is mellow, and it's normal that you can't see through it.
I don't blame you.
White Frost grabbed the pot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
"You go and see if Zhu Yan's breakfast is ready, I'm going to starve to death."
She said as she drank tea.
As if nothing had happened, Moddy nodded blankly and ran to the backyard in a daze.
A hanging heart quickly fell back into the stomach.
With a long sigh of relief, Moddy walked back to the kitchen with his head held high.
"Modi, you seem to be breathing a sigh of relief."
Fu Yao suddenly jumped out from the side and slapped him on the back.
Modi was staggered a few times before he could barely stand still, and he kept coughing.
"Even though I'm a monster, I can't stand being scared, do you want to scare me to death so that I can inherit my pen?!"
Modi turned his head and glared at Fuyao.
The latter grinned and sneered unabashedly: "It's obviously you who want to scare people to death, why are you blaming others?"
” "What crazy are you talking about?
I don't understand.
Mo Di stroked his heart, "Don't bother me if it's okay, I'm going to the kitchen to see if breakfast is cooked." ” Fu Yao jumped slightly, like a gorgeous kite spinning in the air, and landed lightly in front of Mo Di.
"If you change to that violet, will you understand?"
Fu Yao grinned and stretched out a finger against Mo Di's chest, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of angry contempt.
Mo Di tore his hand away: "Did you say enough?!"
I already know I've seen the wrong person, how long are you going to entertain me?
” "Lord of Huangchuan, please put away your bad taste!
If you want to make fun, it's better to go to your little fish and shrimp!
Murdy shook him off and crossed over violently.
Fu Yao turned around and leaned against the wall of the cloister, tilting his head slightly to look at his back.
"Boy, I would like to advise you, and wipe your eyes when you receive guests.
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Every time that banshee comes to ask you about the treasure in the shop, she will go back and make a new one.
The shopkeeper was right, she didn't want to destroy one or two things, but the whole store!
” Modi's figure paused, then left at a faster pace.
Fuyao sighed and turned his face to look at the sky, his gaze against the edge of the cloister as if the dusky was covered by ill-intentioned black clouds.
He also learned about the "seal" today, and he thought there was something wrong with that pansy before, but he didn't expect it to be a problem.
Hundred refining they are still possessing the seven treasures that the Hades King wanted, and the Demon Hidden Pavilion can't make a mistake now.
Moddy walked quickly for a while, and when he noticed that there was no one around, he stopped abruptly and slammed his fist sideways against the wall!
The pain spread from his fingers to his heart, with a sour and stuffy breath that almost made him breathless.
Leaning forward suddenly, he pressed his forehead against the cold wall.
The other hand hangs at his side and clenches into a fist.
It took a while for Mo Di to regain his composure, and he used a trick to cover up his bleeding fingers, and he adjusted his expression and walked into the kitchen.
Zhu Yan was wearing a belt, and a big bat was squatting on his shoulder, busy with it.
"You're here, just right.
Bring breakfast out, don't get cold.
Zhu Yan held the spoon and waved at Mo Di, like a husband who beckoned his wife to eat.
Murdy coughed lightly, clearing his uncomfortable throat.
"That?
Then I'll take it away, what's the matter, right?
He saw in a familiar place the dishes that had been served, and a small crockpot of steamed rice.
The spoon in Zhu Yan's hand stirred in the iron pot a few times, and he took out a small piece of soup and tasted it.
"Get it out, it's all there.
This pot of soup was boiled for the evening, and I saw that the firewood in the stove was just the right size, so I boiled it along the way.
He tasted the soup and took the lid of the pot and lid it.
Moddy smiled, and pulled the tray with his hands and feet to serve the food.
Speaking of which, this Zhu Yan is still familiar with the kitchen guy with his hands, but during this time, he likes to run to the outer hall, and he almost forgets the affairs of the backyard.
"It's been a hard time for you."
Mo Di took the tray and said to Zhu Yan seriously.
In the days when he didn't ask about backyard affairs, Zhu Yan actually changed his breakfast to delicate side dishes and soft white rice.
It can be seen that his mind is delicate.
And he completely ignored it.
But he only remembered to remember all the characteristics and functions of all the treasures in the store, just to wait for the woman with a clean and bright smile and the fragrance of white tea on her body to come.
When she came, his mind jumped, and he had a very strange but happy feeling all over his body.
He likes to introduce her to everything in the store, and likes to see her tilt her head slightly, smiling and listening carefully to her explanation of the treasures in the store.
So good-looking- But today, the woman who made him happy was thrown into the street by the shopkeeper.
When the other party spoke to the shopkeeper, he was not as gentle as he had seen, and his language was as sharp as if he had wrapped a knife!
Mo Di looked at her eyes, he didn't take him in the slightest!
Listening to Fu Yao's tone, she seemed to be still doing things that were not good for the Demon Hidden Pavilion.
And the information that the other party got was exactly what he said when he introduced the treasure......
Damn it!