Vampire cute baby tomb robber

The shadow on the ground called out, but the master didn't wake up, so he stopped talking, kept the posture when he came, didn't move, and stayed there for about half a stick of incense.

"What's the matter?" The man on the couch spoke, his voice was deep and deep, like an ancient artifact, clanging, cold and lazy to the extreme.

Shadow bowed his head: "There is a carrier pigeon, it flew from Mount Qingcheng, it should be a letter from the master."

"Read." A simple word, with an unflattering taste, without a trace of human fireworks.

Shadow opened the note in his hand, coughed twice, and then imitated the tone of the master of the devil and said: "Haha, Ice Boy, you are sleeping in your mouse hole again." After reading this sentence, Shadow's There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead immediately, and he quickly explained: "Master, this is written by the master, and the subordinates just read it."

As if he didn't care about the ridicule in the letter, the person on the couch stretched out his hand, playing with the teacup in his palm back and forth, his five fingers were distinct, his teeth were as white as jade, suitable for both movement and stillness, under the bright firelight, even the fingertips were shining brightly , as if you can hold the whole universe in your palm.

He casually changed his hand, supported the arm of the wooden couch, and while the tea smoke was curling up, he glanced vaguely at Ying Ying: "Continue."

"Ahem." Yin Ying cleared his throat: "I have nothing else to write to you this time, just to tell you that your junior sister has gone to the capital, are you very excited to hear the news..."

"Shadow." The man on the couch paused his hand holding the teacup, and interrupted his subordinate's reading of the letter in a very calm tone: "Take the letter and burn it."

"Yes, master." Shadow took a long breath, hoo... he was finally relieved, reading this letter was simply a test of his heart's endurance.

The person on the couch gave a low hum, moved his head, as if he had fallen asleep again, and hid himself in the couch.

If you look carefully, the shape of the flower couch seems to be different from what you usually see.

The material is also very special. It is not luxurious sandalwood or rich mahogany, but an ancient wood that cannot be named. It is as black as ink and has no carved patterns.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a coffin that has just been unearthed!

Ying Ying didn't dare to take another look, and was about to go immediately, when he heard the person on the flower couch say: "Please go on, the incense in Qingcheng Temple will be cut off for three years."

"Your subordinates take orders!" Ying Ying got up and wiped his sweat with his sleeves. This is what happens when you tease your master.

A temple without incense... That picture is too cruel!

However, the master actually has a junior sister, and even came to the capital

Shadow's eyes lit up, what kind of woman was it that fell into the eyes of Master Conquering Demons?

"Ah Choo!" Nangong Baiye, who was sitting in the Jixiang Inn, rubbed his nose, wearing a scholar's hat on his head, dressed like an old man...

Bei Mingxun didn't bring them into the palace, but arranged the residence and left a big bag of money for them to rest for a day.

But Nangong Xiaomiao has been lying on the carriage for three days, and now she is excited, how can she sleep, she rubbed her face against Nangong Baiye, and elongated her tone: "Mother..."

"Don't worry, we're going out now." Nangong Baiye looked sideways, with a leisurely smile on the corner of his mouth, there was a rouge mole under his eyes, and even the night became three points enchanting.