Chapter 1130 Technical sleepiness

   Yin Ze believes what she said earlier, but it is absolutely impossible for the latter sentence to affect her appearance. She must have made it up temporarily, in order not to let this topic continue.

   "Master, do you dislike people being ugly?"

  Bao Lan was the size of a slap at the moment, and those clear and clear eyes were full of tears at this moment, and they only needed a slight blink to run out of their sockets, which looked extremely pitiful.

   Having seen its hideous appearance, and now seeing it acting cute in front of him, Mu Jing was silent.

   But after a few seconds of silence, he stretched out his index finger to hold its head and said, "I've already begun to doubt my previous aesthetics. It's no use crying."

Others in the sea of ​​consciousness heard her words, and Bingmo, who had already shown the appearance of his body, secretly rejoiced that his body was still normal, while Wan Yao warned himself to be careful in the future, because among all contracted beasts, Its ontology is the most... indescribable.

   On the other hand, Kuwu is just a bunch of bones, and his mind is simple. He doesn’t think about these things at all.

   "Master, can I cry?"

   "Didn't you already cry?"

   "I mean to change back to the original body and cry, so crying is so frustrating."

"no."

   This small image has already dripped into tears, so when it gets bigger, doesn’t it drop lead?

   Baolan's small mouth pouted and fell directly into its master's hand, hugging her thumb, "Master, don't despise other people's ugliness!"

   When crying doesn't work, he starts acting like a spoiled child.

   "If you really dislike it, you won't be held by me right now."

   Mu Jing looked at its face that turned cloudy and sunny, and said, "Okay, go back."

   Baolan reluctantly hugged its master's thumb again, and then obediently returned to the sea of ​​consciousness and stayed.

  The sudden situation made them sleepless, so they moved to chairs one by one and sat down. At first, no one said a word until Mu Yang couldn't help asking: "Sister, you are amazing."

"I know."

  “…”

   Mu Yang suddenly didn't know how to go down.

   thought for a while and said, "Sister, can you teach us? Can we have elf like you?"

   "Random."

   Mujing looked at his younger brother who was curious about Baolan and said, "With your aptitude, in Baolan's words, at most you are a stupid warrior, and not the kind of meat shield."

   He felt as if he had been attacked by his sister again, but he would not refute it, and refuting it would definitely lead to a bigger blow.

   "Then is there any way to improve your qualifications?"

   Zhou Qiyang patted Mu Yang's head and took the initiative to ask questions, so that Mu Jing shifted his target.

"Yes, I have."

   She raised her eyebrows in their eyes full of curiosity, and said, "You can improve with more beatings."

  "..." It seemed that they were beaten too little.

   "I see that you don't seem to want to sleep very much now, why don't you come and be beaten?"

   "I think I'm a little sleepy."

"Me too……"

   "Well, yes, let's rest."

When one or two heard the beating, they became technically sleepy. They stood up one by one and returned to the position where they lay down before laying down obediently. Mu Jing, who had just said casually, laughed, "You can hide on the first day of the new year, but you can't hide on the fifteenth day. , my skin has been taut for the past few days."

   The few people lying down invariably shrank their necks, unable to hear, unable to hear.

   (end of this chapter)