Looking at the strange man in front of him, the little fox looked at it a few more times in confusion.

"Hurry up." Seeing that the little fox didn't move, Leng Hanche urged coldly.

The coldness and urgency in Leng Hanche's tone made the little fox tremble: Who is this man, the Holy Spirit, who makes the master care so much?

The little fox, who didn't dare to slack off, immediately concentrated on checking the man in Leng Hanche's arms.

"Master, he's fine, everything is fine."

"Impossible, how can everything be normal, she was in pain just now, how can it be normal, contract a useless magical beast like you, it's really blind." After Leng Hanche finished speaking, he kicked the little fox fiercely, carefully picked up the person in his arms and flew to the side of the carriage, and got into the carriage after standing firmly.

Looking at such a huge difference, the little fox looked at Xiuying with a puzzled face: Why, why is this?

The grievances on the little fox's face, Xiu Ying understood at a glance, bent down and hugged the little fox in his arms, and walked towards the carriage.

Biwan, who woke up, saw that she was being hugged tightly by Leng Hanche, and immediately exerted all her strength: "Let go of me, I'm not interested in men." ”

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you, you lie down and rest." Leng Hanche suddenly carefully put Biwen on the soft cushion next to him, thinking that he had only eaten a little fruit last night, Leng Hanche immediately asked dotingly, "How about giving you a barbecue?" ”

"You recognize the wrong person, I'm not, I'm a martyr." Bi Wan's voice argued weakly, no matter how Leng Hanche found out his identity, but as long as he denied it, what if he found out.

"Okay, okay, you're not, this king admits his mistake." Leng Hanche's voice softly admitted his mistake, but the pity and tenderness in his eyes were in obvious contrast to what he said.

"King Shura, you really admit your mistake." Biwan struggled to straighten up and explained seriously, "Your princess is on Yanmiao Island, I'm a big man, where is it like your princess?" Look at my Adam's apple, look at my flat ****, how can it be your princess, even the disguise technique can't achieve such an effect. ”

"Yes, yes, you're not." Leng Hanche smiled and nodded.

Looking at Leng Hanche's smiling and listening to what he said, Bi Wan frowned and took a deep breath, grabbed Leng Hanche's hand and put it on his lower abdomen: "Now I always believe it, I am a man, an upright man." ”

When Leng Hanche touched the stick under Bi Wan, the two of them quickly dodged as if they had been electrocuted at the same time.

"What's the matter, I really don't know what you think, you actually regard Young Master Ben as your princess." Biwan looked at Leng Hanche with a sneer, there is no way now.

"It's this king who admits his mistake, you have a good rest." This time, Leng Hanche finally put away the smile on his face, and walked out of the carriage after speaking indifferently.

A man and a beast waiting quietly outside the carriage looked at Leng Hanche with frightened and sympathetic eyes.

"What to see, make a fire, barbecue, do what should be done, listen to what should be heard." Leng Hanche reminded coldly, and then took out the demonic beast meat and carefully cut it one by one.

Leng Hanche's words, how could Xiuying not understand, and immediately ran to the forest not far away to pick up dry branches.

Leng Hanche carefully skewered the meat of the demonic beast, and raised his eyes to look at the carriage from time to time: What if you don't admit it, what if you are a man, you are the waste of this king.

Suddenly, the cold and cold hand of the flesh skewered, could it be that what came out of the Hundred Elders Secret Realm was just a waste soul......

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