Quick wear: The male god sticks in my arms every night

Chapter 125 Xiao Jiaojiao, who madly criticizes the tyrant 18
Tang Sui thought about it, and quickly chose the song.

"My lord, I'm starting to sing."

Tang Sui's voice was soft and waxy.

Dixuan felt very comfortable listening to it, she...should sing very well?
"just sing."

Tang Sui started singing.

"Taihu Lake is beautiful, Taihu Lake is beautiful, and the beauty lies in the water of Taihu Lake. There are white sails on the water, red water chestnuts under the water, green reeds beside the water, fat fish and shrimps under the water, and irrigation nets woven by the lake water..."

Tang Sui's singing stopped abruptly, because he noticed that a burst of cold air hit his body.

Subconsciously, Tang Sui looked at Dixuan.

I saw that the emperor, who had fallen asleep earlier, had opened his eyes and frowned tightly.

"Stop singing."

It was the first time Dixuan miscalculated that Tang Sui sang so badly.

"Forehead--"

Tang Sui was stunned.

No more talking.

Time seems to be quiet at this moment, and the wind whistling outside the window can be heard extremely carefully.

In the distance, suddenly there was the cry of the little maid.

"Mommy, this place is really not clean. I heard ghosts and wolves howling just now."

"Woooo. So scared."

Mammy stretched out her hand and slapped her, "What nonsense are you talking, be careful to tear your mouth off."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the little maid to leave, looked around, and murmured.

"No wonder!"

This palace is really not clean.

She heard it just now.

Hearing this, Tang Sui felt aggrieved instantly.

She obviously sang very well. In the past, when I was in the Yunxi Spiritual Realm, the ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum next to me were fascinated every time.

They all praised her for singing very well.

but……

Dixuan's expression now seemed to be really unbearable.

All of a sudden, the little girl puffed up her face, her little mouth pouted.

They are all ordinary people who don't understand the mystery of her songs.

But... Tang Sui glanced at Di Xuan again, and spoke in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, why don't I read something to you."

Tang Sui stared at Di Xuan with clear eyes.

Dixuan is too murderous, why don't you chant scriptures for him to purify his mind.

"kindness."

Di Xuan lay down again.

Just don't sing.

Thinking of Tang Sui singing, Di Xuan's face was blackened. Who would have thought that a girl with such a delicate voice could sing with a southern accent and a northern tune, crying ghosts and howling like wolves.

When I was in northern Xinjiang, someone said that mentioning my name could stop a three-year-old from crying.

He felt that if Tang Sui went to sing, no one would dare to cry at the age of three or eighty.

Thinking of this, the corner of Di Xuan's mouth curled into a slight smile.

Mirror of Reincarnation: Emperor Xuan blackening value -5, total blackening value 80.
Tang Sui suddenly heard the broadcast of the mirror of reincarnation, his eyes lit up, woo hoo, finally cleared a little bit.

"Cough-cough-"

Tang Sui cleared his throat first.

Then, with a sweet and clear voice, she began to chant the Great Compassion Mantra cutely.

Nan Wu Drink Na Tan Na Duo Na Ye Ye

Namo Ali Yeva Lu Jiedi

Shuo Bo Na Ye Bodhi Sa Tuo Po Ye

Mahasattva

Mahakaluni Gayaman
……

Di Xuan opened his eyes, "????"

He reached out and pressed Tang Sui's little head.

Tang Sui, who was shaking his head and chanting scriptures, looked devout. With this appearance, he could go out and save sentient beings.

"Tang Sui!!"

Dixuan's voice gradually became dangerous.

"emperor."

Tang Sui shrank his head, and his voice became softer.

A pair of clear eyes looked at Dixuan with aggrieved eyes.

(End of this chapter)