Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Chou Southwest excitedly asked: "I, can I... pat your head?"

He almost couldn't help stretching out his hand, he really wanted to touch Xiao Baozi's forehead, he really wanted to touch what the bones of Nine Emperor Fate were like.

Qiu Southwest is a feng shui master and a cultivator. In addition to knowing feng shui, he can also read faces, and he is also very good at reading bones.

Professionals who specialize in certain industries will be more excited than seeing their wives and children when they see rare and rare things, because those things may not be seen in a lifetime.

The little bun snorted coquettishly: "No, my father said that only three people in this world can touch my head."

"Which three?"

Little Baozi raised his head and said in a straight voice: "One is my mother...my mother, one is my father, and the other is my future wife."

His father said that as a demon crown prince, he must have majesty. His head can't be touched by anyone, only his mother, him, and his future daughter-in-law can touch it.

Of course, if you have a child after getting married, his future children can also touch it.

But others, hehe, whoever dares to touch his head will have his hand cut off.

Qiu Southwest slowly squatted in front of the little bun, as if he was afraid that he would run away and whispered: "I just touch it, just touch it..."

The little bun curled his lips and looked at Chou Southwest contemptuously: "No, you haven't answered my question yet, what were you doing just now?"

Qiu Southwest hurried over: "I was practicing just now, do you want to learn? As long as you let me touch your forehead, I promise to teach you every day. You...are you a child who lives here?"

The little bun snorted again, is he the one to fool?

"I don't care about it, I just see that you are so funny, so I just ask, are you so ignorant when you think of me as a young master?"

Qiu Southwest is about to kneel down for him, the fate of the Nine Emperors, a fate that is rarely seen in a thousand years, finally met today, if he doesn't touch it, he will not be willing to die.

"Please, just touch..."

As he said that, Chou Southwest stretched out his hand to forcibly touch Xiao Baozi's forehead.

As a result, before touching it, he was grabbed by a white and weak little finger.

The little bun frowned and said fiercely: "I told you not to touch my head, do you have a problem with your ears?"

"I...I..." Did Qiu Southwest think of a child at first, how much strength he could grab a finger, he pulled it out lightly.

result--

For a moment, it didn't come out...

Twice, didn't come out...

Three times, with all the strength in his body, he still didn't move. This made Qiu Xinan scratch his head...

Little Baozi tilted his head to look at him, and said, "You are so pitiful, you have problems with your ears, and you have problems with your arms..."

"I, I...you, you..." Qiu Xinnan felt that his right index finger had been scratched and started to ache and became hot. He looked at Xiao Baozi in disbelief, with a big question mark written on his face: Are you What kind of buns?

It's just a four-year-old baby, and it's too shameful that he can't move.

Qiu Nannan had no choice but to use his foundation-building stage cultivation to attack Xiao Baozi's claws, hoping that this would make him let go.

He thought to himself, it's really shameful to use magic tricks on a child.

But he never expected that Xiao Baozi's hand still didn't respond at all...