When Fang Mingjing suddenly said the name she made up, the beautiful woman seemed a little surprised, but when she came back, she couldn't help laughing, and her charming eyes were extraordinarily gentle.

  Of course, this little animal is not called Meow Rabbit. The accurate name is Qinghu Rabbit. Although it is not a monster, it is extremely rare.

  Qinghu rabbits are very weak, they have no ability to hunt at all, they are also gentle, and they like to be close to humans... It must be surprising to live in a place like Zhishuifeng where there are hunters everywhere.

  However, the beautiful woman's eyes only fell on Fang Mingjing.

  Seeing his young and lovely face with a pure smile, playing with the little animals seriously, the empress dowager at this moment only felt that her heart was extremely soft.

  She liked to see the child being naughty and lively.

  But to be more specific, he should actually like to see him happy and happy.

  as cute as this...

  As pure and innocent as this...

  just watch,

  Liu Shimei felt joy in her heart.

  "Do you want to take Jing'er home to raise him?"

  "Um...want to take it home, but they don't want to go."

  "Chirp!"

  The white "Meow Rabbit" barked again.

  It rubbed Fang Mingjing's hand, then ran away, and ran into a cave hidden in the grass. Several small animals exactly like it appeared at the entrance of the cave, looking at it.

  Fang Mingjing waved at them.

  He discovered this nest of "meow rabbits" with the evil god two or three years ago. At that time, he wanted to bring them home to keep them, but unfortunately they didn't want to leave here at all... In order to ensure that they can live safely in Living in this place, the evil god also put his previous snake slough in this area. With her breath sitting here, there is basically no hunter who dares to approach this area.

  The Empress Dowager watched this scene with a smile.

  When leaving here, the little saint began to ask her for a hug, and Liu Shimei naturally would not refuse.

  Fang Mingjing found the most comfortable position in her soft embrace, and after a while, he felt the breath of her plump red lips passing in front of his nose, and he seemed happy all of a sudden.

  "Do you want to go deeper into the mirror?"

  "Well, this time I went this way, and I went there with my aunt last time."

  "Alright, it's still very early anyway."

  The soft and gentle voice seemed to be attached to his ear.

  Holding the child, Liu Shimei stood in the Yangguan, and the mottled light beams fell on her face, showing a touch of sacredness. Two completely different temperaments, sacred and charming, appeared on her body, but they were so natural and harmonious.

  "I want to eat bear meat tonight."

  "Why do you want to eat this?"

  "Just want to eat um...?"

  As the little saint said that, the beautiful woman's lush jade finger suddenly wiped his mouth, with a look of pity in his eyes, "Bear meat is too gnashing of teeth, you can't eat more of such delicate teeth as Jing'er."

  "Ugh..."

  "Don't look at Ai Jia with such eyes... it's okay, just wait until Ai Jia will chew it up for you later."

  Liu Shimei didn't want him to show a disappointed expression, so she had to rely on him for everything.

  And just as the two of them were slowly going deep into the dense forest, a figure suddenly appeared in the mist that covered half of the mountains in front of them like a veil.

  The figure approached, and the voice was as thin as ever:

  "Little Mirror."

  "Evil God?"

  The little saint was a little surprised.

  ……

  My grandfather has been discharged from the hospital... no problem, we will be able to resume normal updates in the future. .

Chapter 391

  Fang Mingjing was very happy when he saw the evil god again.

  Because after careful calculation, it seems that since he lay in a deep sleep for several days, he has not been able to play with the evil god.

  If it wasn't for what Yu Qingyue told him, Fang Mingjing didn't even know that the evil god had participated in the Holy Land Trial, and even stood out from it.

  "Have you broken through to Nirvana?"

  "Ah."

  The evil god's response seemed calm-.

  However, Fang Mingjing could feel the slight ups and downs in her tone, so he laughed.

  "The evil god is so cunning."

  "what?"

  "I was about to keep up with your realm, but you actually broke through again."

  "...otherwise it's not enough."

  The evil god reached out and touched Fang Mingjing's tender little face.

  She has a beautiful appearance, her thick black long hair is slightly curly, and her embossed and moving body seems to be only wrapped in a black robe, looking beautiful and sexy.

  Fang Mingjing looked at her with a puzzled expression.

  not enough?

  What is meant?

  But the evil god didn't seem to mean to explain, she just looked at Fang Mingjing, and then her mood became a little happy.

  Liu Shimei watched this scene quietly.

  She has a very good impression of the evil god, after all, this is her own mirror's playmate, so she is thinking at the moment, why not let the child play now?

  On the other hand, the evil god has an excellent impression of her.

  After all, during the time when Fang Mingjing was sleeping, she had seen the other party's meticulous care for him more than once...

  "Xiao Mingjing, your master said that after I see you, I will take you to your master's trip."

  "Master?"

  Fang Mingjing is a little strange.

  Why did the master ask himself to go to the master's place?

  While puzzled, Fang Mingjing couldn't help but look at Liu Shimei.

  "Jing'er can go if she has something to do, and Ai's family can go back now." The beautiful woman showed an elegant and generous expression, she said warmly.

  The little saint nodded.

  But then he leaned closer and said something in her ear, which made Liu Shimei couldn't help showing a doting look.

  Afterwards, the evil god took Fang Mingjing to the [Holy Master Taoist Palace].

  Jiang Jiuge and Yu Qingyue are both inside.

  In the Taoist palace at this time, there was no tea on the tea table, but a chessboard. Among them, Jiang Jiuge held the white piece and Yu Qingyue held the black piece. Every move of the two was very ordinary playing chess.

  Fang Mingjing stepped in.

  "Master, Master"

  "Hmm." "Come here?"

  The two of them put their eyes on him in unison.

  Fang Mingjing sat down at the tea table naturally. After he was seated, he first glanced at the chessboard a few more times. After realizing that he couldn't understand it, he shook his feet and asked:

  "What did you call me here for?"

  "Find you something to do."

  The person who answered was Jiang Jiuge.

  He was holding a white stone in his hand, but his attention was not on the chessboard at the moment, but looked at Fang Mingjing with a look of interest.

  Yu Qingyue also looked at him, her voice was gentle and pleasant:

  "Does Mingjing want to go outside the Holy Land?"

  "Thinking about it." After all, it's quite interesting outside the Holy Land, especially since he doesn't know much about it, so he has a sense of novelty, "But what do you want me to do?"

  "Calculate the time, it's time to collect the [Tribute]. If you are interested, I will let you go for a walk this time."

  "Pay tribute?"

  "Yes, pay tribute."

  Whether it was Jiang Jiuge or Yu Qingyue, when the two mentioned the word tribute, their tone was rather pleasant.

  A question mark appeared on the top of the little Saint Child's head.

  Then Yu Qingyue explained it.

  The Chongxiao Holy Land sits in the center of the Ruo Continent, and it is no joke that the Wan Dynasty comes to worship. Just like the emperor of the country collects tribute from the vassal states every year, the Chongxiao Holy Land is also the object of tribute.

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  It's just that the vassal kingdoms of the Chongxiao Holy Land are not simple. They are the three dynasties and the six longevity families, and the time limit is not once a year, but once every [-] years.

  Hearing this, Fang Mingjing just remembered: When Jiang Jiuge took him to the Dayan Dynasty, Emperor Dayan seemed to have said that as long as he didn't kill the third prince Qin Kuang, the tribute to the Holy Land could be doubled. is it?

  "But since it's a tribute, why do you want me to go? Shouldn't they be delivered to the door in a proper manner?"

  "Those forces don't follow the rules."

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