Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

His eyes squinted, golden light flashed across his golden red eyes, and the whole body burst out, and the master of the mountain peak was shocked by the danger warning breath, and the soul search was suddenly interrupted.

And because the soul search is a bit similar to the forbidden technique, it was interrupted all at once, and the master of the mountain peak could not help but froze, groaned, blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, and his eyes were shocked, and he suddenly retreated.

However, after Chu Ci was also an elder anyway, he still treated the elders with merit to the sect. No matter what, I couldn’t just use such a trick casually. I also knew what the people of Bulushan thought about Chu Ci. I don't know how to reconcile this kind of contradiction.

But the current situation still needs to be stopped.

The leader thought so, raising his hand to gather his spiritual power, but before he could stop the movement of the Peak Master of Not Falling Mountain, a burst of coercion from a high-ranking monk suddenly broke out around him, and the threat and warning meant everyone trembled. .

The head of the head suddenly closed his hand to prevent himself from being injured by the pressure. A pair of eyes looked at the little hair ball in Chu Ci's arms, with a trace of daze and shock.

That look...how does it feel like the prototype of Venerable Wenjing, Huo Chi?

After all, he has never seen the original body of that one. For this one who has not known how long he has been in Ling Yizong, he is just a venerable one whose eyes are too heavy to breathe. Who dares to mention his prototype? This kind of words, so I only learned a little from some ancient books.

I didn’t look at it carefully before, I thought it was the kind of little pet that the little girl likes. Now when I look at it, the golden-red eyes are smiling and dangerous. Just a glance makes the head of my head startled. Zi retracted his gaze.

Wind up.

The strong wind lifted the surrounding leaves, and the wind was mixed with spiritual power, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Say my porcelain treasure is a monster?"

"Want to bully my porcelain treasure?"

"Heh, one by one is quite bold..."

A muffled and gorgeous voice sounded, and each sentence and elegant inquiry made everyone feel embarrassed. No matter how good the voice was, it was difficult to conceal the dissatisfaction and threat.

Like a powerful large dog that protects food and protects, he holds Chu Ci tightly in his arms, and is extremely hostile to anyone around him.

When the wind stopped, everyone could see the scene in front of them clearly.

Chu Ci was held in his arms by a man wearing a loose red coat with a white background. The man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, facial features were extremely handsome, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were cold and indifferent. A little dangerous light that makes people tremble.

His hair was scattered randomly in the back, and a pair of golden and red eyes swept across the audience so indifferently, dangerously and coldly.

"En? Why didn't you speak anymore?"

He chuckled dangerously, holding the little girl in one hand, and lazily lowered his head to look at the little girl, but his eyes were extremely deep, "Porcelain Bao, if you are bullied, tell me, I can let you be bullied by them. Nothing?"

There was silence all around, and only Chu Ci tilted his head very normally for a moment, then blinked, threw himself into Wen Jing's arms, and hugged Wen Jing's waist.

Chu Ci: Well, good, wronged!

The squeamish mess is also a mess that makes people feel soft.

‘Wenjing’s love value +4, currently 70. ’