Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 207 A Quarrel 7
But Bei Jue snorted softly, disapproving: "What this king said is that the whole Jiangmen is not qualified, including you."

Looking at Bei Jue who was going further and further away, Ye Qizhu was so angry that he was about to explode, feeling his lung cavity was bubbling with anger, he raised his hand and rubbed his chin vigorously, and shouted angrily:
"What's so great? If you don't participate, you don't participate. I don't care about it!"

In the far corner, Jiang Zonglin secretly hid and watched this scene without showing any trace, and quickly retracted to the base of the wall the moment Ye Qizhu turned around.

Ye Qizhu, who was angry, inadvertently looked down at the candied haws that Bei Jue had thrown on the ground, and couldn't help pursing the corners of her mouth.

But after staying for a while, she still strode away angrily. Angrily, she walked through the flowers but didn't even notice that there were people hiding inside, she just bit her lip and walked back quickly.

And Jiang Zonglin kept staring at Ye Qizhu's back, and walked out slowly when she was far away, stood where she had stayed, looked coldly with lowered eyes, and then stomped hard on her. When he landed on the candied haws, he ground his toes hard without hesitation, and the red hawthorn balls immediately turned into hawthorn mud under his feet.

"Fourth sister, the royal family of Beizhou is exhausted, and you have no good fruit to follow Beijue. Don't blame the second brother, the second brother did this for your own good."

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in the room.

Ye Qizhu held his chin and bit his lips in a daze. Jiang Zonglin sat next to her at the table, and piled up small wooden sticks he picked up from nowhere, but only his left hand, which was inconvenient to move, could be used. No, I was so annoyed that I threw it on the ground.

Ye Qizhu came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zonglin shook his head, secretly looked at Ye Qizhu's face, bit his finger and asked cautiously, "Did Zonglin make Xiao Qi angry?"

Ye Qizhu frowned: "Why do you think so?"

Jiang Zonglin pouted: "Xiaoqi has been unhappy ever since he came back, and he ignored Zonglin. He must be angry with Zonglin."

Seeing his guilty face, Ye Qizhu smiled, reached out and rubbed his head: "No, I'm not angry with you, I'm angry..."

Pursing the corners of her mouth, Ye Qizhu smiled coyly: "It's nothing."

Jiang Zonglin's eyes immediately flashed a gloomy coldness.

Ye Qizhu was absent-minded, bent down to pick up the small wooden stick on the ground, suddenly his fingertips prickled, raised his hand to look, and was pierced by the barbs on the stick, bright red blood oozed from the fingertips come out.

"Xiaoqi is injured." Jiang Zonglin quickly grabbed Ye Qizhu's hand and put her fingers into his mouth.

Ye Qizhu was stunned, and hurriedly patted him: "Why do you eat everything, you idiot, the blood is very dirty, let go."

Jiang Zonglin immediately opened his mouth stupidly, but quietly wiped his tongue | head, and put his left hand behind his back: "Xiaoqi is not dirty."

As he said, he took advantage of Ye Qizhu's inattention, and fixed his eyes on the demon-suppressing bag hanging on her waist, and quietly flicked the blood beads hidden in his fingertips.

The moment the blood beads touched the demon-subduing bag, they were absorbed, but it was only in a breath, and the demon-subduing bag trembled suddenly.

Ye Qizhu sensed something was wrong, and quickly looked at his waist, a strong demonic aura burst out from the mouth of the demon-subduing bag in an instant, followed by the demon soul that had been sealed in the bag was awakened, and immediately With a strange hiss, he struggled to tear the bag up and down.

(End of this chapter)