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Chapter 2472 Peach Blossom Demon, Where Can I Escape

Chapter 2472 Peach Blossom Demon, Where to Escape (20)

Looking at the messy lines on the paper, 707 was very helpless: I really don't know where the self-confidence of his host came from.

Han Yuan looked at the messy lines on the paper, and his expression was also very tangled: Will this thing really look good? Find two soldering irons and slap it on the face, probably that's the effect.

maybe even better
Seeing Han Yuan's tangled appearance, Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at him sideways: "What's the matter?" Wei Mao looked at her with an expression of being overwhelmed.

Noticing Jin Qing's unfriendly expression, Han Yuan quickly shook his head: "No, it's pretty good."

Jin Qing was not in the mood to continue talking with Han Yuan, looking at his own reflection in the mirror, Jin Qing stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head: It should be able to remedy it!

Although she doesn't have any obsession with her appearance, she really can't stand this image now.

It was as if there was a centipede lying on each side, and it was about to get into its mouth.

Therefore, repairs are inevitable.

In the evening, Jin Qing took out some messy things and smeared on his face. Isn't it just makeup, who wouldn't know it!

She is now painting herself a make-up that is comparable to a disguise technique.

Seeing Jin Qing busy with Zheng Huan, Han Yuan took out his quilt from the cabinet and put it on the kang: "Sister, are you afraid?"

Jin Qing was concentrating on decorating her face. After hearing Han Yuan's words, she cut her face in disdain: "I'm afraid of a fart."

In this world, apart from being poor, she has never been afraid of anything.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Jin Qing's words, Han Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Then can I sleep with you? I'm terribly afraid."

Since the younger sister is not afraid, then he can be afraid as much as he wants.

It's fine if you didn't know it before, but now you suddenly find out that the whole village is full of pig demon queens, and Han Yuan's heart is filled with pain.

How could parents choose such a place to live, so they wouldn't be afraid of the pig demon rioting and swallowing them all of a sudden?

After hearing Han Yuan's words, Jin Qing: "..." Damn, it's impossible to guard against!
Han Yuan seemed to be very tired, and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

Hearing Han Yuan's even breathing, Jin Qing stretched out her legs, just about to send Han Yuan away, but when Han Yuan moved, she pulled her clothes.

At some point, Han Yuan's little hand had tightly grasped the corner of Jin Qing's clothes.

Seemingly disturbed by Jin Qing's actions, Han Yuan whimpered in his sleep: "Sister, don't run away, I'm afraid, brother will buy you candy"

While speaking, two lines of tears slowly fell from the corners of Han Yuan's eyes.

Even in a dream, Han Yuan was crying so hard.

Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Han Yuan sideways. She was a little curious, whether this boy would cry himself to death when he was dreaming.

After tilting his head and squinting at Han Yuan for a while, Jin Qing reached out and took out a lollipop from the storage bag and put it in Han Yuan's mouth.

After Han Yuan took a deep breath, he was immediately choked by the sweet taste in his throat, and began to cough violently.

Jin Qing rolled his eyes helplessly, why is this brat so troublesome.

707: "." Can you not use your own standards to measure a doll.

Seeing that Han Yuan was about to cough and faint, Jin Qing helplessly patted Han Yuan on the back.

After Jin Qing's blow, Han Yuan finally calmed down, he had been successfully knocked out by Jin Qing.

Looking at Han Yuan who was limply lying on the bed, Jin Qing: "." I really didn't mean it, really!
707: "Hehe." I believed it.

Send a trace of spiritual energy to Han Yuan, and pull the quilt for Han Yuan.

Jin Qing stretched out his hand to smoke the lollipop in Han Yuan's hand, but he didn't expect that after fainting, Han Yuan was holding the small wooden stick of the lollipop tightly.

Jin Qing grinned: Whatever you want, don't blame Lao Tzu when your body is covered with ants tomorrow morning.

707: "." Is this a curse?

It started to rain at night, and a white figure quietly came to the entrance of the village.

This person was surrounded by a layer of pale white enchantment, and the raindrops falling from the sky did not touch him at all.

The bright white lightning that struck down from the sky just reflected the face of the person who came, unexpectedly it was Wuxin.

Wuxin was wearing a monk's robe, but her image at this time was a bit downcast.

I saw that a thin layer of stubble had grown on his head, which made his shiny head look dirty.

It's not that Wuxin doesn't want to deal with his hair, it's just that Jin Qing has become his demon.

Whenever he wanted to shave his hair, Jin Qing's voice would come from his ear.

The voice kept asking him why he must pay so much attention to his own image, why he couldn't concentrate on practicing Buddhism.

In the past, Wuxin always thought that she was a very determined person.

But this kind of self-confidence was terminated after meeting Jin Qing.

Before, he thought that Jin Qing's attack on Peach Blossom Demon was because Jin Qing hated monsters.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

The whole village was filled with the unpleasant stench of the pig demon, so strong that Wuxin held his breath subconsciously.

Compared with the peaceful grass and tree monsters, the living habits of the pig monster race are obviously more unacceptable.

And Jin Qing, who killed the Peach Blossom Demon, lived with a group of pig demons at this time.

It has to be said that Wuxin is a little confused by Jin Qing's current routine.

Knowing that Jin Qing stayed in the village and did not leave, Wuxin found a tree and sat down, and sat down quietly.

But Jin Qing’s questioning voice still kept coming from his ears: “Why do you meditate? Is it because your mind is restless? Form, then what kind of monk are you?"

As the voice fell, countless black shadows appeared around Wu Xin, still tearing Wu Xin's clothes vigorously: "What kind of monk are you, what kind of monk are you, you count."

Wuxin covered her heart, took a deep breath, and the protective cover on her body disappeared in an instant.

There was a crashing sound, and countless raindrops fell on Wuxin's body, and Wuxin lay down on the ground in a dispirited state: He couldn't even meditate quietly, so he is still a monk now!

Jin Qing was woken up by a miserable cry, and pushed Han Yuan with her hand, only to find that Han Yuan was still motionless.

Jin Qing simply brewed a little spiritual power on his fingertips, and directly shot into Han Yuan's body.

Hearing a scream from Han Yuan, he jumped up as if getting an electric shock, panting heavily and looking at Jin Qing: "What's going on!"

He seemed to have been pierced by Wan Jian just now, and he still feels numb all over.

707 also yelled at Jin Qing in surprise: "Host, I'm still a child!"

Jin Qing replied to 707 very calmly: "I'm helping him strengthen his body." Spiritual power is good for Han Yuan's body.

707: "." As long as you are happy.

Afterwards, 707 saw Jin Qing looking at Han Yuan calmly: "It's okay, what's wrong with you!"

707: "." You really are the face of a movie queen.

Han Yuan panted heavily, as if he hadn't come out of the previous fear.

Seeing that Jin Qing ignored him, Han Yuan looked around vigilantly.

Then, his eyes fell on the lollipop in his hand: what is this!
(End of this chapter)

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