Heavenly country.

On the streets of the capital, a white man, holding a small boy's small hand, the boy is about four or five years old, and is also a white robes, followed by a slave-like black man.

Passing by, several women have looked at each other and shyly wink at the white man.

There are women who are low-lying, seeing the appearance of the little boy, amazing, a beautiful child.

He is the child of this white son?

The five senses don't look very much, but they have one thing in common, the same genius, and when the child grows up, the handsome five senses, I don't know how many girls are going to die in this world.

Nangong湚 took Mo's little hand to the inn.

Go straight upstairs.

They have been living in this inn for several days.

Into the wing room, Kan magic closed the door, took the black mask off the face, the skinny sultry face exposed.

Outsiders, when they see such a terrible face as Kanmo, they will inevitably be afraid.

Moh has long been used to it. He thinks that Kanmo is the most kindly uncle in the world.

"Master, this has been a few days in the past, the demon king has not appeared yet, he does not want to cooperate with us?" Hey, the devil is defeated, the demon is so rebellious, it is too much to put his demons in the eye. .

If it is changed to the heyday of the Mozu, Kanmo will not bother to cooperate with the demon king.

"Let's wait! Maybe there is something unexpected in the demon king." Nangong is very calm.

"What's the accident, is it more important than the Mozu and the Yaozu?" The sorcerer said coldly: "If the demon king can't get on the demon, then the demon don't have to squint."

Although the world often says "the demon demon", but the demon and the devil, it is not a channel, only when the same interests, will reluctantly cooperate.

"Master, you promised the ink, will bring the ink to Tianlin to find the mother, can not regret it!" Moe is very anxious, he is afraid that Nangong will not go to Tianlin if he listens to the Kanmo.

"Calling Dad." Nangong is very persistent.

"Little masters don't worry, the master does not go to Tianlin, the sorcerer can bring the little master to Tianlin." Kan magic looked at the cute little appearance of the ink, and the heart was changed.

How can he bear the disappointment of the little master?

Nangong湚 turned a blind eye to Canmo, can you wait for Mo's to finish his father, what do you say?

Kanmo is obviously distressed by the ink, and when he saw the expression of Nangong, his guilty condolences.

Just now, he didn’t control himself.

"Can't be uncle, you are the best." Moer grinned at Canmo, his eyes bent, like a crescent, and the cute one could not move his eyes.

"The little master is good, the sorcerer is fine." Kan devil laughed.

"Candid uncle, Moer just saw a pinch-faced person on the street, and Moh looked at a monkey-like person, and ink wanted it." Moer said.

"Why don't the little master say it early? Go, the sorcerer takes the little master to buy." Don't say it is a monkey-faced thing, it is a person who looks like a monkey. As long as the ink is open, the sorcerer will catch it back and give ink. Children play as pets.

Ink was happy to throw into the enchantment, and the sorcerer opened his hand and held the cute little boy in his arms.

Leave.

Ink turned to ask Nangong: "Master, what do you want? Ink brings you back."

Nangong said faintly: "I don't have anything to think about. The sorcerer wears a hood and does not clashed with people outside."

Ink has always been with Canmo, and it is the sorcerer's care. Now, all of a sudden, staying with him all day, will inevitably be unaccustomed, he is not a free character, ink will follow him, and will not be free.

After all, Moh is a child. He is curious about new things. It is inevitable that he will take him with him and play in the bustling capital city!

Kanmo brought the ink out.

Mo was very happy, and stretched his fingers: "The face is there."

The sorcerer saw a kneading person's stall. There were several adults with boys or girls. They stood in front of the noodle stalls. The master of the kneading face, the fingers were pinched, and after a while, they were pinched. A pig-faced man with a nail.

"This is for you." The chef of the noodle chef smiled and gave the face to a little girl.

The little girl smiled happily.

The sorcerer held the ink in the past, saw the master of the pinch-faced person, and was pinching the face. This time it was a monkey-headed person. When the master pinched it and handed it over to a little boy, the sorcerer Reaching out and grabbing the noodles.

"Little master, this is for you." Kan magic put the monkey head face into the hands of Mo's hand, took out a silver ingot, and threw it into the master's arms.

"What happened to you? This is our first come. This grandson is also pinched to us first. You want to have to line up." A boy's father is angry against the sorcerer.

"Return the granddaughter to us." The boy's father reached out to grab the noodle in the hands of the ink.

Suddenly being pinched by the sorcerer, the sorcerer’s eyes were gloomy: “The things I took are mine, and I am still giving it to you? I want you to have that skill.”

Ink sees the man being licked by the cock.

Moe suddenly said: "Can't be uncle, it's wrong to grab someone else's things, you let go of him, Moe don't want this monkey face, and Moh wants to wait for new ones."

Kanmo only released the man's hand, and said fiercely: "Not a small master pleads for you, I will pinch your hand."

The man's face was blue and green. When he saw the monkey faceman handed over by Moer, he reached out and took it. He was afraid that his son would be scared. He endured the pain of his wrist and gave the monkey face to his son.

I know.

The little fat man took the monkey face and threw it on the ground. He stepped on his feet and cried: "This monkey face was touched by him. I don't want it, I want new ones."

The man frowned.

Can the sorcerer protect the ink? When I heard that this fat boy disliked his little master, what did he have?

The cock’s withered fingers moved and his eyes flashed.

Ink caught the arm of Kanmo: "Uncle, you don't care about him, he is just a child."

Kanmo looked at Mo's serious face, and his heart was pampered. His little master was just a child. How could he be so sensible? The fat boy is still a few years older than the little master, so how can he be hated.

Two people waiting behind, it is inevitable that there are complaints in the heart, adults are afraid of the enchantment, did not dare to say, the two children are different.

They simply don't know what it means to be afraid.

"This should be a jade rabbit, why should I still be a monkey? I don't want to, don't wait any longer." A little girl made trouble.

"It was he who trampled his monkey, why do you wait for us? Let him go to the back." Another little boy cried.

The face chef was very embarrassed, and he screamed a few words from two children. He quickly pinched a monkey face and looked at the ink.

"You are a good boy. When they are finished, the old man will give you a sacred sacred sacred sacred day."