I pinched off the peach blossoms of the Emperor Vinegar

Chapter 173
The stinky little unicorn didn't notice the danger at all, it just felt that the air was a bit cold, so it grabbed the blanket with its little paws and wrapped itself up, "It goes without saying, of course I am a cloud, and the king of gods is It's muddy... ah!!!"

Only a scream was heard, and the little Qilin had already been beaten into the wall by someone.

"What are you doing, stinky dagger?!" Gong Yunxin caught a glimpse of the little unicorn's chubby body sunk into the wall, and hurriedly got up and pulled it out from the wall. Poor and funny, she stretched out her hand and patted the wall dirt on its body, and Gong Yunxin hugged the little unicorn in her arms and lay down.

Samsara glanced at the little unicorn lying in Gong Yunxin's arms, and felt even more unpleasant, this guy is a divine beast, how could he be so weak after being smashed, it must be pretending.

Little Qilin already doubted Samsara's identity, but now that he was beaten, his doubts deepened. It's over. If the person in the dagger is really the person he thought, wouldn't it be over?

If it wasn't for that person, there shouldn't be a strong reaction. Thinking of this, the little Qilin trembled with fright.

Sensing the trembling of the little thing in her arms, Gong Yunxin couldn't help feeling amused: "Don't be cowardly, little guy, you are a beast!"

So what about divine beasts... when you meet someone in their heyday, you can pinch him to death with two fingers, you have to be cowardly, you have to be cowardly, thinking of this... the little unicorn closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep... he even pretended to be sleeping snore...

The corner of Gong Yunxin's mouth twitched, and she reached out to poke the little unicorn's furry face: "Stinky dagger, do you see how you scared this child?"

Seeing this, Samsara said in a quiet tone: "It is not a child, it is more than a thousand years old."

"Thousands?" All of them are old monsters. Gong Yunxin curled her lips lightly, yawned, closed her eyes and went to sleep, and whispered: "You two are going to fight outside, if you quarrel I rest, I throw you all out."

After hearing what she said, Samsara and Little Qilin obediently shut up.

They naturally know how difficult Gong Yunxin's situation is now. There are wolves in front and tigers in back. The people behind Bailihan have always wanted to make her into a demon, and they are afraid that they have already sent someone to watch from the dark.

All they can do now is to protect her, and when she learns to control the power of the Demon King, they hope that one day will not be too late.

The night was extraordinarily long, the moonlight was cold and clear, the cold wind whizzed past, the dark clouds covered the moonlight, and when dawn approached, the profuse snowflakes fell, and a thin layer of snow soon accumulated on the ground ...

Perhaps it was because her body was too weak, Gong Yunxin only felt very tired and slept until noon before slowly waking up.

It was too cold, she huddled under the quilt and didn't want to get up, thinking in her mind that she would go to Prince Yi's mansion to find someone when she felt better.

Thinking of the black cat in the enchantment of Prince Yi's Mansion, Gong Yunxin frowned slightly. Could it be that the housekeeper brought the black cat to Prince Yi's Mansion before, so the black cat recognized him?
"Be careful, you guys slow down." Gong Ruoli's cold voice came from outside the room, and Gong Yunxin simply closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Dong dong dong, fifth sister, are you awake? I asked someone to bring you hot water and a charcoal stove." After Gong Ruoli finished speaking, she pushed the door open from the outside.

Several servants entered the house with two charcoal stoves, their expressions were very solemn and solemn, as if asking them to deliver the stoves was to send them to death.

Gong Yunxin just thought it was funny, and said softly, "Thank you, Second Sister."

Putting down the stove, those people left the room as if fleeing...

(End of this chapter)