Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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Yue Wushang doesn't know what this little bag is made of?

After putting so many things in, it was still deflated, a ball the size of a palm.

At the end of the selection, only a pair of flying tiger claws and those regular medicines were left in Qi Baoer's bulging backpack.

Like a popped balloon. [

deflated—

Yue Wushang patted the backpack to confirm that there was nothing left to sweep away.

Only then did he stretch out contentedly.

Well, this girl's luggage has been lightened a lot.

She is so petite and exquisite, she doesn't have to bear the weight like a snail.

The old man has done such a good deed, so he can repay this girl for saving her life...

He slipped the small bag into his sleeve.

He smiled and waved at the two subordinates: "You can go back. Before you go, warn the little beasts nearby not to disturb this girl's rest."

He glanced at Qi Baoer who was sleeping soundly: "Little girl, look at how thoughtful I am for you, you don't have to be too grateful to me."

Haha laughed, his clothes fluttered, and disappeared out of thin air...

"Girl, wake up."

"Girl, wake up."

Qi Baoer was wandering in a sea of ​​flowers in his sleep.

Suddenly, a big fly buzzed around her.

It made her unbearably disturbed, and couldn't help but slap her: "Get lost!"

With this slap, she accidentally used taekwondo.Hitting flies is a hit with a hundred shots, and it is easy to catch.

Unexpectedly, that big fly was very slippery, and the slap missed.

Not only that, the fly suddenly stretched out a big hand and grabbed her wrist.

Make her unable to slap this slap again. [

"A monster!" Qi Baoer suddenly opened his eyes in shock.

In front of him was a magnified human face.

Thick eyebrows and starry eyes, broad nose and square face, tight lips...

faint!The fly actually has an uncle face!

Qi Baoer jumped up.

She jumped too fast and hurriedly, almost colliding with that uncle's face.

Fortunately, the ghostly face stepped back three feet, and the fate of the collision was avoided.

The 'uncle face' frowned: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"