A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 162 I'm sad, I can't make you feel better

Xiao Muli groaned lightly, and focused on the group of demons again.

The color treasure devours the incarnation Gu faster and faster, and has already dissolved most of the incarnation Gu on the monster's body.

And the soft light formed by Sebao gradually grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. Up to now, it has changed from the size of a mung bean to the size of an adult's palm.

But its speed did not decrease at all, swishing towards the next target and continuing to attack.

At this time, Xiao Muli already understood what Sebao was doing.

"These insects are really well-developed limbs and simple-minded, Sebao is weak, but they are in groups, there are hundreds of them, if they unite, Sebao is definitely not an opponent, but they are scared by their own instincts When they see Sebao, they run away in all directions, and immediately crawl into the host to become a turtle, so that Sebao has a chance to destroy them one by one, hey, mindless creatures are really pathetic!"

Xiao Mu sighed from the ground, the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was obvious.

Unexpectedly, Sebao has this kind of ability, which can deal with the most difficult Gu insects, she really picked up the treasure!
Xiao Muli was in an unusually comfortable mood.

However, after eating so many bugs, Sebao wondered if he would gain weight?
While Xiao Muli was wondering whether Sebao would gain weight, the two big men were still biting their ears.

"Uh, it seems to be for his own sake. It must be because he doesn't want to marry those women, so he deliberately uses the saint as a cover to find a high-sounding reason for his cruelty. After all, it is also for his own sake. Your prince is just using It's just a leftover girl." Lan Junque said firmly with his chin raised, looking like an adult.

"Oh my god! My lord, are you really stupid? How can you say that about yourself? My lord is definitely not such a person. His love for the saint is as good as the world, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other!" Yang Jingfeng looked up to the sky and sighed.

"You are so stupid, it has nothing to do with me whether your lord is such a person, I am not your shameless lord, don't scream." Lan Junque pouted.

"Master, you really don't remember anything? You don't even remember your own identity?" Yang Jingfeng still didn't give up.

"Who says I don't remember, my name is Lan Junque, I have a mother, but my mother went far away, and there is another lady, she is by my side! Hehe..." Lan Junque said with a smile on his face .

"anything else?"

"No more! I was born not long ago, that's all I have!" Lan Junque said confidently.

"Oh my god, you said you weren't stupid, it's all stupid. It must be caused by using forbidden techniques indiscriminately. Hey, my lord, you are so secretive, and this one just makes you a fool !" Yang Jingfeng lamented in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.

"You even forgot the identity of the saint and yourself, so do you still remember the little minister?"

"I don't know you!" Lan Junque said innocently.

"Then you have been chatting with me for so long?" Yang Jingfeng said frantically.

"How are you feeling now?" Lan Junque asked without answering, a cunning light flashed in his bright eyes.

"Very bad, very depressed, very sad." Yang Jingfeng wanted to cry but had no tears, hey, the prince is so stupid, what should he do?

"That's right." Lan Junque smiled sinisterly: "At the critical moment just now, the lady kicked me away, but hugged you. I felt very uncomfortable, so I can't make you feel better!"

"You..." Yang Jingfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and pointed at Lan Junque with shaking fingers, not knowing what to say for a moment.

(End of this chapter)