Chapter 2342 Little Cold Fox (23)

He is ugly, cursed, and is born in bad luck.

Wen Jinqian has been a long time, and has not reviewed the appearance of his children for a long time.

This is the defect of dreaming back to this fairy technique.

Pull everyone back into the dream.

He also needs to experience his own experience.

Wen Jinqian no expression, falling hands, a rundown of clothes.

But it is to be abused again.

Then inspire his ability to blow it up.

Wen Jinqian has matured, and the previous torture has not affected him.

The one who influenced him more was his youngest apprentice.

Hurry up and kick her out of here.

It’s too dangerous for a stupid fox who is so mediocre.

Just thought so.

A delicate body, slammed into him.

The child of him, he was knocked over.

After all, he is not motivated, it is a ugly child.

Bai Weiwei only felt the nose of the nose lingering through a burst of familiar lotus aroma.

She suddenly realized that this fragrance is gentle and modest.

And the black entrance that the Tianshu Temple was rotating, the almost unseen smell that came out.

It is also the lotus fragrance of Wen Jinqian.

Bai Weiwei fell to the ground and the child who was hit in front of him fell into the sewage.

She only saw that the town just like a ghost field actually lived.

People come and go on the street, everyone talks and laughs.

Those who sell wine, eat, buy things...

The smoky smog came over.

If it wasn't for everything I saw, Bai Weiwei thought that he was entering a normal town.

However, these people still exude an unusually cold **** smell.

Make her very uncomfortable.

Only the child who was hit into the sewage is...

Wen Jinqian was in the sump, and he was speechless.

I really don't want her to see her face.

After all, it is his apprentice, and the dignity of the master is complete.

Fortunately, she doesn't know who she is.

Suddenly the streets were noisy, and one of the middle-aged uncles who sold candied haws suddenly yelled: "The son of the bad luck is coming again."

This sentence is like a chain reaction.

Those people on the street showed a very vicious face.

"My sheep was difficult to die last night, definitely because of his entry into the city?"

"Don't you drive him to the wild to kill himself? How come back to harm us."

"He must have killed us, only the devil has such a strange power."

"..."

With the incomparable buzz of these poisonous.

Rotten leaves, stones, and **** are thrown into the sump.

Wen Jinqian has no expression, no wandering in his heart, and the stone is on his back. He is still very calm.

The little fox should have gone.

Dream back to this skill, the place to go back should be his most impressive memory.

So this day is the time when he was burned to death.

And he will completely erupt the aura of the body before burning, and the wounding killed many people.

Because he burned his place, it was very close to the gate of the city.

The original power also broke the door, with the brick wall.

As long as the power appears, he can get rid of the sequela of dreams, and this place.

It will completely destroy this place by then.

Also save trouble.

After all, suffering for six hundred years, he is also tired.

Suddenly a sharp stone broke into his shoulder, and the pain made him unable to scream.

Now he has no power, it is the appearance of childhood.

The only difference is the change in mood.

At that time, self, helpless despair, the whole world is a twisted **** in his eyes.

Now, I have no fear, only calm calculations.

The little fox should have gone... she is stupid and knows that something is wrong here.

No matter what happens, she will definitely run away, she is so courageous...

Suddenly, the gentle and modest collar was pulled, and he frowned and thought it was another poisonous torture.

The next moment, a soft and warm embrace, will keep the little one in his arms.

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)