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Chapter 175
I am cold, I hurt~
Qi Huan eats the chicken neck. §
§ The battlefield has been transferred to the air. The strange thing is that such a big movement, even a person is not alarmed.
Looking up at the blue sky and the still hot sun, Qi Huan played a table tennis-sized thunderball with his right hand. The gray little thunderball flew for a long time and seemed to have encountered any obstacles. He was directly bounced back.
Enchantment! Holding the small thunder ball, let the gray Lei Si wrapped around the slender white fingers, and sighed, she hated this thing.
Throwing the chicken bones into the pond, scared the koi to escape, and only the golden koi was still swimming lazily. Qi Huan stared at the big fish and looked at it for a long time and finally did not press it, she started.
As a result, the ground net has been covered with a pond, and it seems to be the net of the fish music. It even took out the water, and even spit out, "You can't catch me, my meat is sour~"
I am stunned by it, don’t you say a few words for you, I will let you go, sour. If you are sour, you can eat sauerkraut. You don't need to put sauerkraut. This is not very good!
Seeing Qi Huan did not mean to stop, finally, the fish on the water compromised. Then Qi Huan saw an unforgettable scene, which led her to refuse to eat fish again.
The squid actually grew its tail, and the nine furry fox tails swayed in front of Qi Huan, but its upper body turned out to be a fish, mother, monster~
Qi Huan said nothing, two thunders went down. The nine-tailed fish rushed into the water and did not forget to scream. "Xiaohuan, stop ah~~~"
This language is quite familiar, and it is quite similar to the little fox. How did the little fox become a fish... Does he think that the industry is not making money in the industry?
Although this concept was found in the brain, Qi Huan’s hand did not keep up with the command of the brain, and there were more than ten thunderballs in the water.
Then, there is a fish scent in the water~
"Xiaohuan~ You almost killed me~" Struggling to change back to the shape of the fox, but the color of the little fox turned out completely black, just like when they first met.
"Little fox? How come you are here, still loaded with fish?" Qi Huan lowered the clouds on his feet and took the little fox out of the water.
As a result, she forgot that the water was very conductive, so there was no thunder-resistant little fox to fry again. At last. The little fox, who was beaten up by the power, unrequitedly returned to Qi Huan’s arms and began to tell her about what happened in those years.
I don't know how long the little fox said, and when he finally finished, Luo Huan suddenly discovered that the ink night and the fire crow seemed to be still playing. I don't know how the two of them are fighting? Even if the strength of the ink night is absolutely believed, but after listening to the little fox, Qi Huan began to worry a little.
Heaven will not be as simple as she imagined, and God’s strength is even more beautiful than the four beasts. The little fox said that it took a lot of effort to save her in the night, and the difficulty of concentrating the gods is far from what she can imagine. The ink night has not recovered.Looking at Qi Huan anxiously looking at the sky, the little fox yawned and huddled in Qi Huan's arms. If it was all right, it could be finished. If the ink night can get Qi Huan, it depends on his means.
Hey, when the fox is easy for him, his master is happy and snarled. The pet that is connected with Qi Huan’s life is almost a fart, if it wasn’t for the nine girls who left him with a reiki in his body. Small life. And the ink night found his ghost in the underworld in time, I am afraid that at that time he did not know what to become a flower and grass.
When the night came to the world, he brought him over by the way, but there are too few auras in the world. Only in this day, there is a spiritual spring in the pavilion that can restore him. This Lingquan is also uniquely endowed by nature. Otherwise, there will be no gold carp here, and thunder will not run here to settle down.
It’s just that thunder has been here, so the night can only turn the little fox into a fish and put him in the Lingquan to prevent it from being noticed. As for the golden dragonfly, it can only be said that its flesh is too delicious, as a Carnivorous fox, it is normal to not hold back.
The size of the little fox is still petite, and Qi Huan casually put it into the sleeves, and flies up and down with the sorrow of the feet, she always feels a little worried.
As it turns out, her fears are correct. The last scene that Qi Huan saw was that the fire crow turned into a huge bird and rushed toward the sky. The ink-stained body was bruised and directly planted from the air.
The little fox poked his head out from Qi Huan’s sleeves and saw Qi Huan’s face horrified, and only a half-smooth ink night was returned to the clouds, and the big round eyes flickered a few times.
It seems that I noticed the smell of the little fox. I just turned my head in the breathless night, and when I was not paying attention, I turned my head and stunned the little fox. The little fox shook and shook his body and shook it back. In the sleeves.
Qi Huan certainly couldn't notice the little movements of the ink night. She held the ink night tightly, and her face became pale. She hurriedly ripped open the broken clothes of the ink night and looked at the scars on his body.
"Ink, ink night. Wake up, you wake up." Qi Huan's voice whimpered, as if he could cry at any time. Her small hand caught the scar on the night of the ink, but the bright red blood flowed out along her fingers.
Normal people spurt blood like ink night, even if they haven't hanged up, now they have already lost blood and fainted, but now he can even reach out and wipe the tears on Qi Huan's face, while opening his mouth to comfort Qi Huan, let her not worry.
Sometimes, women are very smart, but sometimes they have to admit that their nerves are still very large. Qi Huan did not find anything wrong with the man in his arms from beginning to end.
"Cough, Xiaohuan~~" spurted a red and bright blood, and the night of ink weakly leaned on Qi Huan, his face just buried in Qi Huan's chest.
"You, you said."
"Don't, don't be angry, okay, I didn't deliberately disapprove of you..." The ink night was already mad at the moment, and the weak voice was intermittently introduced into Qi Huan."I know, don't say it, it's all my fault. It's my waywardness." Qi Huan wrinkled his face and his tears flowed down. The little fox in the sleeve sighed long, such a male owner, plus such a hostess, oh~ although he is very optimistic about Qi Huan, but now, I have to say that Qi Huan is a foot high, ink night is The magic is a high.
He is a ghost, so there is so much blood flowing. As long as there is resentment in this world, he will not die. And now that he does not need to absorb grievances, he can harden a good day. If the ink night was really hurt just now, how could the fire crow run so fast?
In fact, let alone the two punches will be given by the sky, even if the ink night is shredded and thrown into the pot, he will appear in front of you in a few seconds. This way, he simply can't die.
"Xiaohuan, I am cold~" The night of the ink is so close to the feet, but Qi Huan did not notice so much.
"We went back to the house." Qi Huan’s voice fell, and the head of the ink-nosed mouth, which was still vomiting blood in her chest, rose in the eyes, and the eyes shone with strange light. Well, it was really introspection, even so on the road, save He has a lot of tongues.
After dragging the ink night back into the house, the ink night looked at him with pitiful eyes. The gaze looked like a frightened little rabbit. He looked at the liver and trembled. "Xiaohuan, you can accompany me. How long?"
"But, your injury..." Although it has stopped bleeding, the wounds on the night of the night are still terrible, even though Qi Huan knows that the night should not be life-threatening, but she is still very worried.
"Cough, no, it doesn't matter, can you stay with me for a while?" The clear eyes made Qi Huan's mouth vomit no language of rejection.
"Well, you are careful." Qi Huan nodded seriously, put the ink night on the bed, and then obediently lying sideways on the side of the ink night, "Is it still hurt?"
"Xiaohuan~" lying in bed in the dark night, eyes blurred and looked at the face of a nervous, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com stretched out his slightly trembling arms. "I can hold you, it hurts." Fart, a ghost you are licking, or a ghost will feel pain. Deceive a child, in fact, it is really deceived. I don’t know when the little fox who was thrown out of the room sat on the calf and sat in front of the door. It was very uncomfortable to scratch the door frame, but the two people in the room had no time to take care of him.
Qi Huan was lying distressed in the arms of the ink, his little hand gently touched the scar on his body that was enough to split the person into two halves. The teeth biting the lower lip tightly, and the heart burst into pain.
"... Xiaohuan... Niangzi..." The ink night whispered in the ears of Qi Huan, as if it was not enough. And he even had to use the claw to tear off the clothes on her body. Hearing the tearing sound of the placket from the ear, Qi Huan’s face was red and white.
At this time, even if Qi Huan was slow, she knew that something was wrong. The pale face of the ink night has already returned to normal, and the voice of the voice has also weakened. Both hands and feet are on his own body, and the whole octopus has tied himself up. Feeling a powerful thigh that suddenly inserted in, I almost jumped up with joy."You are swindling!" Qi Huan suppressed the instigation in his body while raising his head and staring at the night.
"Well... I am afraid that you are angry, don't want me." The ink night said nothing. He bowed his head and covered the lips of Qi Huan, and he was bitten by Qi Huan. After so many years, bad habits still do not change. Ink night sighed, of course, he would not give up the fat in his mouth so easily.
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╮(╯▽╰)╭Forty tickets plus more will probably be sent in the middle of the night. . . . Let me think about it. . . . Everyone waits. . . . . I will see it tomorrow morning. . . .
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