These people can't be found within the scope of Yange Shenshen.

where it goes?

Thinking of the magic in the depths of the ground, the coldness behind Yange's ridge burst out: "Can these people have been dragged to the ground and sacrificed?"

But this speed is too fast.

Yan Ge bowed her head and asked the little cute beast that was sniffing around her: "Xiao cute, where have those people gone?"

Xiaomeng didn't answer. Two claws pulled her trouser legs, her nose arched her legs and her waist, and she was still sniffing her.

Yange reluctantly, reached out and scratched his furry head and neck: "Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng, I've come to you. Why don't you answer me, tell me all right, I'm going to die."

"It's smelly again," Xiaomeng said angrily, "It's sour and smelly, the smell is so smoky, how can you get even worse when you go out for such a trip?"

Words of Song: ...

She couldn't keep smiling.

Hemp eggs, because of the words of Xiaomeng Beast, when she was doing that kind of intimate thing with the stinky monk in Jiulu, the whole head thought about whether she smelled stinky, could the stinky monk smell her? Stink on my body ...

Now that Xiao Meng Beast is stinking again, Yan Ge can't wait to slap this guy into the air.

Yange asked it in a vicious voice: "I'm so stinky, why are you holding me?"

Xiaomeno didn't answer, and licked on the back of her hand as if pleased.

** Sting is the most annoying thing about Yange ...

She resisted the urge to get rid of this guy, and patiently asked: "Where did those people go?"

If this guy doesn't respond to her again, she will let it know what is really stink.

The little cute animal licked the finger of Yange again, and he looked up, blinked his watery eyes and squinted at Yange: "Although you are stink, I still like the smell in your body."

Yange didn't take it to heart. She thinks that this guy prefers those foods she "promised" for it. She clutched the fur on her neck: "Hurry up, tell me where those people go. ? "

Xiaomengou stared at the song: "I don't know, I just saw you."

Words of Song: ...

Raising her feet, she shook the guy who was pulling her leg.

But immediately, the guy stung back again, and his four claws hugged Yange's thigh with his tail together.

Yan Ge did not shake off a few times, and stood with his hands on his hips, and asked Xiaomeng the cold voice, "Do you know that there is a magic deep in the ground?"

Xiao Meng's head was squeaked by the words of Yan Yange, without squeaking.

Yange grabbed a tuft of hair on its head: "You don't say, I'll go to the ground myself."

Little Mengju stared up at Yange, glaring at him, his body slumped, and then slumped to the place where Yange's chest swelled.

Lie on one's stomach, curiously tapped Yange's swollen chest position with its fleshy paws: "What is this, how can it be so powerful?"

As he asked, he continued to pat another claw.

Words of Song: ...

She can't care about ignorant little farts.

No need to care.

She has to endure!

But in the end it was a bit intolerable.

I'll just leave it somewhere else. She has such a small chest. She still takes a few photos. What should I do if I take a few more photos?

Yange grabbed his neck and tried to lift it and throw it away.

But Xiaomeng's four claws pulled Yange's shoulders and arms firmly, and he did not leave firmly. He said in his mouth, "Aren't you asking me what's happening under the ground? Are you still asking?"