Long live Daddy: Mother of the Waste

Chapter 68 The Man in the Ice Coffin (8)

Climbing condescendingly, looking at the little Murong Wan with contempt.So young, but so good at torturing him, he will torture him this time.

"Miss master, there are good things here, my mistress will definitely like to see them, I won't talk about it, just a small trick." Papao half-spoken, waved to Murong Wan, motioning her to go up and have a look.

Murong Wan naturally knew how much Momomo hated her, and also knew what Momomo was thinking at the moment.

She thought about it, and finally decided to go up and see what happened.

However, it is impossible for Climbing to watch her make a fool of himself.Do you think she can't go up the ice wall because she is small?Just kidding, Murong Wan has done a lot of things, let alone small cases like climbing.

Murong Wan jumped and quickly reached the ice wall.The short knife in her small hand pierced into the ice wall at the same time to support her body.

She used her strength again, leaped lightly, and reached Crawford's side in an instant.

Crawling was stunned, unable to find words to describe his inner feelings.

He thought that his master, Xiao Niangqin, was just a useless embroidered pillow, with no other advantages other than being a little cuter, more beautiful, and a little more vicious.

But when he saw Murong Wan's inadvertently showing this hand, he was shocked.After all, for such a small girl, less than two years old, her skills are better than many adults, it's unbelievable.

Murong Wan made a grimace at Climbing, and then looked at the thing hidden in the ice wall.

Looking at it, she also petrified in place.

No wonder Crawler had such a weird expression before, anyone would be surprised to see this situation, right?

There is no other reason, there is a transparent ice coffin inside the ice wall, and in the ice coffin lies a naked and stunning man.The man's face is like white jade, transparent and flawless, his eyes are tightly closed, and his long eyelashes are like feathers, casting long shadows on his eyelids.His thin lips were a little pale, like a sick child, but they also added a touch of charming charm to him...

Judging by his age, he should be very young, around twenty.

Murong Wan was amazed to see it, and couldn't help but get closer curiously.Her gaze finally fixed on the most secret part of the man. At this moment, a scorching gaze made her raise her eyes uncertainly, but met a pair of moving brown pupils.

"You're not dead?" Murong Wan looked at the man's face, unconsciously moved closer, and asked through the transparent ice coffin.

The man's eyes were deep, and he looked straight at her, as if he was studying something.

Murong Wan waved her small fist at the man: "Hey, I'm asking you something, it's rude not to answer!"

Forget it, she is definitely not dead, if she is dead, how can she open her eyes and make her angry.

"Are you sure you are a child?" As the man's voice faded, the ice coffin he was lying in shattered in response.

The shattered ice was like flowers, falling profusely, some splashing on Murong Wan's skirt, she hurriedly retreated, forgetting that this was a high altitude, as soon as she retreated, her body fell uncontrollably.

This height is really not a problem for her, but it's a pity that there are so many people who suddenly catch her small body before she wants to save herself.

The man approached her a little closer, and asked word by word: "I'm asking you something!"

Murong Wan doesn't like the deep and incomprehensible eyes of men, as if she is his prey.

Is she going to answer what he asked her?joke.If she doesn't like it, the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu will ignore her.

(End of this chapter)