Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 566 Do You Remember The Past?

Fuli Immortal Venerable heard the words, the expression on his face remained unchanged, he lightly picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: Suanni blood, otherwise what do you think it is?
Mo Xiaoxian frowned secretly, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

At this time, the dusk was heavy and the sun was setting. Mo Xiaoxian saw that he looked tired, and he must have suffered a lot of injuries, so he didn't ask any more questions, but told him: "Then you have a good rest, I won't bother you for now."

"You are not disturbing." Fuli Xianzun's eyes were like water, making people addicted to it.

Mo Xiaoxian turned a blind eye, seemed not to be touched at all, got up and left.

She had roughly guessed what the bottle of blood was, but Immortal Fuli was still unwilling to tell her, probably because he didn't want to burden her.

She was unwilling to accept his great affection, but he had already done everything in advance, so it was too late for her to stop him.

He didn't tell her the truth afterwards, but only gave an understatement answer with a face as calm as water. Although he said that he was his savior, he didn't allow himself to be burdened by it in his actions.

Mo Xiaoxian rubbed his temples, this muddled account is really bad.

Jumping onto the roof, looking around for a week, Yonghe and Emperor Liancheng were shoving and shoving for no idea what they were doing, Qingluan was still painting his lotus by the pond, Ji Rong caught Taotie and was making fun of him again, his gaze turned, He saw Sanskrit looking up at him from the corridor.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xiaoxian sat down on the eaves, swinging his legs in the air.

"Uncle Master is injured again." Sanskrit had no expression on his face and his voice was cold.

Mo Xiaoxian nodded.

"It's because of you that I got hurt." Fanyin took a step closer, his gaze cold.

"This... is my fault." Mo Xiaoxian touched her nose with an unnatural expression, but she was used to hiding herself, so she took the candied haws from the Taotie's room and ate them while covering up her embarrassment .

"Are you still in the mood to eat?"

Mo Xiaoxian, who just took a bite of candied haws, neither swallowed nor vomited, and took a while to swallow what was in his mouth: "It seems inappropriate for you to say that, why don't I give it to you?"

Fanyin looked at the candied haws that she bit off half a mouthful, and jumped onto the roof. After all, he always talked to her with his head up, and his neck was sore.

Seeing him sitting down beside her, Mo Xiaoxian raised the candied haws in her hand and passed them forward.

Sanskrit just said: "If you give it to Master Uncle, he might eat it." After a pause, he added: "Although he doesn't like sweets."

Mo Xiaoxian didn't take his words back, took back the candied haws in his hand, took another bite, with some sprinkles on the corners of his mouth, and asked vaguely, "What do you need from me?"

"Master's uncle's injury..."

Mo Xiaoxian stopped chewing and listened carefully to his words.

Fanyin said: "He won't let me tell you."

According to the general routine, there will always be a detour at this point, so Mo Xiaoxian didn't urge her out, and waited quietly for the next step.

Sanskrit continued: "So I can't tell you."

……

you sir!
Mo Xiaoxian almost sprayed him with the candied haws dregs in his mouth: "Then why are you talking so much nonsense to me?"

"Nonsense?" Fanyin glanced at her: "Are you busy?"

"Yeah, busy eating."

Sanskrit was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you remember the past?"

"How do you know that?" Mo Xiaoxian gnawed on the candied haws with a nonchalant tone.

"When you were in the Chiwu tribe, you didn't treat your uncle like you do now." Fanyin frowned: "Or, you don't like my uncle now?"

(End of this chapter)