Arrogant Snake King: Snake Concubine, give me a hug

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Zhongli Yirui looked at Ling Xiaotu with great resentment, and complained,

"What are you doing there? Why don't you come and help me? Are you going to exhaust me?"

"If I would have solved these things long ago, it wouldn't be your turn to talk nonsense." Ling Xiaotu glared and ignored it.

The noise here didn't affect Xuanyuan Xuantian at all, he killed monsters very happily, swiping his light spear, the ghosts flew away! [

Zhongli moved to Ling Xiaotu's side in an instant with a sharp swish. He lowered his voice and whispered in Ling Xiaotu's ear in an extremely harsh tone.

"If you don't help, I'll kiss you, um>

Wow, how can you be so shameless!

Ling Xiaotu immediately wanted to slap him, but unfortunately her speed was obviously not as fast as Zhongli Yirui.

"Stana Suldos,,,," Zhongli Yirui threw a stack of talisman papers over, and said to Ling Xiaotu,

"These talisman papers have been cast with a spell, you just need to write the spell with that pen."

While talking, he picked up another pen from the ground and passed it to Ling Xiaotu.

"Don't write it down, it's like burning money, I didn't buy much."

"Didn't you pay the bill by kissing that old man?" Ling Xiaotu said unhappily, but under the pressure of the situation, she still took it with a bad face, took out a piece of paper, and started to write freely with a pen.

Ling Xiaotu has been drawing since elementary school, and of course she also has a little bit of calligraphy, and the calligraphy is even more beautiful and vigorous, and the little radish demon waved her hand even if she didn't even know what to do.

"Mommy, your writing is so beautiful!"

Ling Xiaotu smiled at it, scratched its head,

"Does it look good?"

She also threw the written spell into the sky, but as soon as it was thrown into the sky, the spell flew forward a few meters before quickly falling from the sky.

Ling Xiaotu's face was full of embarrassment, um, sure enough >

On the other hand, the little radish demon didn't feel ashamed of its mother, and comforted her sweetly,

"Write again, write again."

The numb Zhongli Yirui who had been purified continued to draw symbols in the air with one hand, while turning around to see if Ling Xiaotu was concentrating on writing the spell.

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