The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 353 The Baby's Eyes

Little Underworld Lord, "???"

The way he looked at the candle was clearly full of disgust.

"Don't you ghosts like to eat this the most?" The baby tilted his head, almost squatting on his shoulder.

If it weren't for the fact that this thing's mother is a ruthless person, Xiao Mingzhu guaranteed that he would definitely have beaten him away with one fist.

"You are the ghost!" His cheeks puffed up in anger, "Your whole family is a ghost!"

Baby, "..." He stretched out the white candle in his hand and poked Xiao Mingzhu's cheeks to discourage him.

"The only baby in my family is a ghost." The little guy was very serious, and then turned his head to look at the bed coffin in the house, "But I'm afraid that he will become a ghost too soon."

Speaking of this incident, the baby couldn't hide his sadness.

He still remembers the scene of the temple clearly.

He was going to blew himself up, but because of Zi Yishang...he survived.

But Zi Yishang never woke up again.

Mother also left the underworld to search for elixir.

Bao Bao feels ashamed. The one he wants to fulfill the most is his mother, but now he makes her sad and hurt her body. A girl is still running around, and he feels extremely uncomfortable.

If possible, he would rather be the one lying on the coffin.

Xiao Mingzhu obviously felt the low air pressure on the baby's body, the kind that seemed to be dead in the family, so heavy that it made people breathless.

He stepped back down the steps again and found a small stone bench to sit on, then took the baby off his shoulders and placed it on the stone table beside him.

He is the master of the underworld, the body of the most yin, and he is not afraid to touch this little guy.

Actually... As long as this little guy doesn't go crazy, he looks pretty good.

"Let me tell you, you can't eat the purple clothes inside." Sitting on the stone table, the baby's short legs were almost split into forks.

Underworld Lord stretched out his hand and pulled the white candle in his hand, and gnawed it like a big white radish.

The baby looked shocked, "Don't you not eat candles?"

While chewing the wax, Little Underworld Lord rolled his eyes at him, "I just like to eat red candles more, it's festive, do you understand? White candles seep into people's panic!"

Baby,"……"

Comprehension is incompetent.

They are all candles, red or dyed, unhealthy!

Xiao Mingzhu looked at him as if he had never seen the world, his white eyes rolled left and right.

Anyway, he was born with white pupils, no matter how much he rolls his eyes, it makes no difference in the eyes of the baby.

Instead, the baby stared straight at him, "Do you have worms in your eyeballs, moving all the time?"

"Do you need me to dig it out for you?"

Xiao Mingzhu suddenly shivered, and his eyes didn't roll anymore. His eyes were healed with great difficulty. He saw the light just a few days ago, but he didn't want to be blind again just like that.

At this moment, he just met the baby's eyes.

The baby's body has always been shrouded in a faint golden glow, and no one can see his appearance clearly, but at this moment, in such a split second, the little underworld master met a pair of eyes that are... amazing to the extreme.

The dark golden one...it's extremely gorgeous, but it's not tacky at all.

If you look carefully, you can vaguely see that the colors of the two pupils are not the same, and there are very subtle differences.

Little Underworld Lord has lived for three hundred years, and has never seen such beautiful eyes.

No gems or stars can compare to it.

When he was in a daze, the little baby who was sitting on the splits crawled up to him like a wriggling worm, with a small face that was almost about to slam into the face of the Lord of the Underworld.

Xiao Mingzhu clearly felt that the tip of his nose touched his own.

He stepped back subconsciously, "You...what are you doing..."

When he spoke, his face was as red as a cloud, and his heart was beating non-stop, as if someone had taken a drumstick and beat a drum on the tip of his heart.

Baby, "Look at your beautiful eyes, how can there be poopy eyes!"

Xiao Mingzhu immediately picked it up with his fingers, and there was nothing dirty after picking it up for a long time. He loves cleanliness the most, and he has to wash his face many times a day, so that there will be no eye feces!
While digging, he glared at the baby, "Where is your beauty!"

Mad!
When those innate gods created man, he must have been thrown out of mud!
The baby grasped the point of his words in an instant, and he immediately moved closer to Little Mingzhu, "Can you see my eyes?"

For so many years, no matter what method he used, he couldn't see his own appearance clearly, and neither could his mother... This little dwarf can actually see?
At that moment, his eyes were filled with anticipation.

"What does it look like? Is it as dark as my mother, big and beautiful!"

Before the redness on Xiao Mingzhu's face faded, he subconsciously turned his head.

Before turning around, the baby stretched out his hand, pressed Xiao Mingzhu's cheek, stared straight at him, "Speak!"

With two chubby little hands clapping on his face, he could feel the soft touch, and the spirit of this little thing became a little strange... for some reason, it seemed as if he was about to have flesh and blood.

Even the underworld master couldn't figure it out, he just found it very strange.

"Pretty is beautiful, not black." He still had a mouthful of unchewed white wax in his mouth, and his words were vague.

"If you have to talk about black, it's also a golden black, do you understand?"

The little baby spirit's eyes are not the blinding gold, but the dull gold, which is extraordinarily luxurious, as if black and gold are perfectly blended together.

From some angles, you can see a little dark golden red.

It's very strange!

Baby, "I don't understand, you have to draw for me."

Little Underworld Lord, "..." Damn it, he can paint that kind of color, what kind of Underworld Lord is he, wouldn't it be nice to change his career to become a great painter?

"Aren't you deliberately embarrassing this king? Little thing!" Pluto chewed several more mouthfuls of white wax angrily.

"I have no heart."

When the baby said a word, he was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

"Huhuhu~" At this moment, an inexplicable wind suddenly blew up in the underworld.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the paper figurines in the yard were blown and flew around. Some of them who were too late to run were torn to pieces by the gust of wind on the spot.

For a moment, the entire gloomy wind was filled with screams.

Xiao Mingzhu immediately stood up, he stood in front of the baby, looked up at the dark wind all over the sky, and narrowed his white pupils tightly.

But in an instant, the black wind formed a slender tornado above the Nether Court.

The center of the tornado is exactly the room where Fu Yuan is.

And from the wind, there were faint sounds like chanting sutras.

"Soul Summoning?" Xiao Mingzhu immediately heard it.

His face was extremely serious, as if he had never thought that there would be such a powerful soul-calling technique nowadays!

(End of this chapter)