The Devil's Domination: Miss Nine Against the Heavens

Chapter 632

"You heard me right, make a decision quickly, or I won't mind choosing for you," Long Moshang's cold voice sounded again.

Long Xiaobao trembled all over, "I choose to drive a carriage!"

"Then hurry up!" Long Moshang urged in displeasure.

Long Xiaobao shrugged his head, "Oh!" After saying "Oh!", he ran to catch the carriage in a desperate manner.

The intelligent spirit beast horse is leading the way, do you need him to drive?Make sure that your father doesn't think he's an eyesore, disturbing the two-person world between him and his mother.That's why you kicked him out?

Driving the carriage hard, blowing the cold wind, Long Xiaobao suddenly felt that he was the most hardworking child in the world.

Two hours later, Feng Jiu woke up leisurely, and found that she was already in the carriage. After looking around, she asked, "Where is your son?"

"Volunteered and went ahead to drive the carriage," Long Moshang said without blushing or panting.

Feng Jiu was surprised: the son is so obedient.

Mother, I was forced, Long Xiaobao shouted in his heart!

It's a pity that Feng Jiu couldn't hear it, and Long Moshang naturally couldn't explain it.

It was rare for his son to be diligent, so naturally Feng Jiu would not dampen his enthusiasm, so the matter was decided like this.For several days in a row, Long Xiaobao was enslaved by his unscrupulous parents to drive the carriage.

Finally, ten days later, the carriage arrived at Hundred Flowers City - the host city of this Talent Competition.Long Xiaobao was able to get rid of the fate of driving the carriage.

On Baihuacheng Street, Long Xiaobao moved his body, looked at Long Moshang sullenly and complained: "Father, are you so poor that you can't even hire a coachman?"

"My son doesn't know something. This is called making the best use of everything. There are free idlers who don't use it. Why should I waste so much money?" Long Moshang retorted rudely, hugging Feng Jiu with his big hands, and smiled with pride.

Long Xiaobao snorted, and quickly sank into the crowd with his small body.

Rumor has it that the Lord of Hundred Blossoms invited the heads of the three sects to be the referee, and also invited the best master of ceremonies on the mainland to host.The mysterious Baili tribe also participated, and I heard that the Demon Slayer Union also sent envoys to watch the battle.

The lineup of this talent competition is unprecedentedly strong.

There are still several days before the competition, and Hundred Flowers City is already overcrowded.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Bao's figure disappeared.

"The brat is running around again," Feng Jiu cursed in a low voice, and quickly chased after him, only to find a crowd gathered in front of him, and vaguely heard Xiao Bao's voice.

problem occurs?
The two looked at each other, and quickly stepped forward to check, and found that their son was surrounded by the second and seventh masters of the Long family.

"Father, this little bastard ruined my life, you have to avenge my son," Long Moxing complained aggrievedly.Back at Long's house, his father begged for him a god-level detoxification pill at a high price.

His appearance has returned to its original state, but his masculinity is gone forever.

"Hey, bastard, don't wrong people, Master Bao, I only beat your bird, but I didn't destroy your life!" Long Xiaobao argued loudly.Jin Zi in his arms also waved his little paw to testify for his master.

Sweat dripped from the foreheads of everyone: Don’t the birds here mean the same thing as the root of life?

However, this is not the point, the point is that Long Qishao, who has always lived among thousands of flowers, is no longer able to do it.Could it be that there are some unknown secrets in this.

For a moment, all kinds of eyes glanced at Long Moxing: there was sympathy, there was gloating...but more gossip.

Sensing the gazes from all around, Long Moxing's face turned blue and white, and his hatred for Long Xiaobao became stronger.If it wasn't for his inability to win, he would have strangled the little bastard to death.

"Okay, step back!" Long Qiye stopped, and then turned his gaze to Long Xiaobao: "I heard that you are very talented at a young age, how about asking my Seventh Grandpa to teach you a few tricks?"

"You want to bully the small with the big?" Long Xiaobao mercilessly exposed Long Qiye's purpose.

Hmph, some advice, it sounds nice, but it's just because I'm afraid that "he's an old ginger bullying a child under five years old" will get a bad reputation.

　Four thousand more today.It's a little bit Calvin, let alone six thousand ha.Well, girls, don't dislike more less. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)