Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 67
Xu Leisong raised his head, and exchanged a glance with Yun Qi.

The pink and white little dumpling, who looked so cute, actually sat in the upper seat, next to Mo Wanting's friendly smiling face.

Xu Leisong immediately guessed that this should be the little master who hunted ghosts for the family, made the house a mess, and almost divorced his parents.

I've seen a lot of charlatans, but I've never seen this kind of person who comes out to work with a feeding bottle in his hand.

Directly throwing off his elder brother and younger sister, he strode towards Yun Qi with a menacing aura.

Everyone was startled, thinking he was going to do something to Yun Qi.

So some stepped forward to stop him, some stood in front of Yun Qi, and everyone's eyes were fierce and cold.

Xu Leisong sneered, "What are you doing? I wouldn't do anything to a child. Get out of the way. Since you say she's a master, it's just a good idea for me."

Sitting down opposite Yun Qi, she tapped the table with her slender fingers, her eyes were extremely unfriendly.

Yun Qi drank a big gulp of milk and sucked the paper box flat, and then the little milk voice was clear, and she asked clearly, "What do you want?"

"They all say you are amazing, so I will do a simple one, can you do a handwriting test?"

Yun Qi nodded heavily, "Come on."

Xu Leisong was also a vigorous and resolute person, so he immediately asked someone to bring paper and pen over, and when he was about to write, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Yun Qi.

He thought that he was so aggressive that he could scare Xiaotuanzi back, but he didn't expect this little liar to have such a good psychological quality. He even looked at him calmly with burning eyes, without the panic before the liar was about to be exposed.

Then play tricks on her, after all, it's a child, it's okay to be too scared, teach her a lesson.

So he neatly wrote down three unsightly words "fart", "piss" and "shit".

Xu Leiyue and Xu Xueyan covered their faces in embarrassment, wanting to sever ties with this guy at this moment.

Even Yun Kuang was a little angry. Although he didn't like this little sister, he couldn't humiliate the Yun family in front of so many people.

Rubbing his hands together, he was eager to try, ready to beat him.

Yun Qi tilted her head, her little milk voice was sweet, "It's really just these three words?"

"Just these three words, why do you call yourself a master, you can count the sky and the earth, and you can't even count shit?"

"It can be calculated." Xiaotuanzi replied with a sweet smile.Immediately he frowned, "The solitary lamp is faint, it is difficult to illuminate the dilapidated building, and the solitary boat waves, sighing and sighing. The meaning is not good, the three characters all come from 'corpse', it can be seen that this person likes to be alone, has an arrogant personality, on the surface It’s not a worry to see that you can achieve something small, but you actually need others to clean up the mess for you..."

Xu Leisong knocked heavily on the table, and said sneeringly: "You're playing tricks again! Talking about so much nonsense, can you calculate my fortune today?"

"If you like shit so much, you must be full of shit and shit today. It's a shame." Yun Qi is not without temper, she doesn't care if she is provoked, but being interrupted will ignite the little firecracker in her heart, puffing up like a puffer fish With a small face, he yelled ferociously.

Xu Leisong stared at her, and suddenly burst out laughing, "Little boy, I can't pretend anymore. If I write shit and shit, then I'll be ridden with shit and shit. If I write about gold and silver wealth, are you going to say that I made a fortune? You Go ahead and cheat ghosts with this trick!"

The long legs were pulled out, leaving everyone with a chic figure.

He is today's protagonist, and he is also dressed in flamboyant and luxurious clothes, and he is extraordinarily energetic. In addition, he is young, strong, and energetic. No matter how you look at it, he has nothing to do with the word "shit and shit".

Mo Wanting picked up the piece of paper on the table, "Little master, my second child can't really... that?"

(End of this chapter)