God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 228 You want to die in bed with me
"Yan Wuyou!" Yan Wuyou was about to answer the cutie when a piercing voice broke in.

"The master is Yan Ruyu!" The cutie has already seen Yan Ruyu who suddenly appeared.

He was prepared against Yan Ruyu's conditioned reflex, so the hair on the cutie's back stood on end.

"Let's go." Yan Wuyou didn't want to waste time with Yan Ruyu at all, and prepared to move forward with the cutie in his arms, who knew that Yan Ruyu seemed to be catching up.

After running a few steps forward, he was trapped in the snow, and he managed to pull out his leg.

But when he looked at Yan Wuyou again, Yan Wuyou had already lost a lot of her by teleporting the little cutie.

snort!
Yan Ruyu snorted coldly, and then slapped hard on the snow.

Suddenly, the snow under her hands rushed up like a snowball fight.

"Yan Wuyou, do you think you can escape this time? Just wait until Yan Linglong and I have a round!"

Yan Ruyu valued Yan Wuyou resentfully, then said through gritted teeth.

"Master, why don't we take this opportunity to teach Yan Ruyu a good lesson?" As soon as he walked away, the little cutie couldn't bear it anymore.

Yan Ruyu and the one who bullied their master with Yan Linglong before, it can still clearly remember that this time such a good opportunity, it should give Yan Ruyu a little color.

"It's not necessary. We're not here for fun. We're here to find Wannian Xueou. She, Yan Ruyu, isn't that valuable..."

Yan Wuyou stopped suddenly, and his eyes fell on a frozen flat ground directly in front of him.

This frozen place is not big, probably less than two square meters away.

This snow mountain is covered with snow, but this place is frozen.

It was snowing, and it was normal to freeze, but there was only one place of ice, and that was the biggest anomaly.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you going to walk again?" Yan Wuyou suddenly stopped here for a moment, and the little cutie was naturally puzzled.

"There is a problem ahead." Yan Wuyou replied.

"Is there a problem? Right my face!" Just now because of Yan Ruyu's sudden appearance, the cutie actually forgot that Yan Wuyou didn't answer it, whether there was a question of disfigurement.

"You're fine, but I don't know if something will happen later."

Yan Wuyou stuffed the cutie into his sleeves, and then held the whip wrapped around his waist.

Although the cutie didn't notice anything, Yan Wuyou was so vigilant that she knew that danger was approaching them.

boom!
There was a crisp sound, and then a slender thing jumped out from the ice, and then rushed directly to Yan Wuyou, the speed was very fast, comparable to an arrow just out of a bow.

"What is that!" the little cutie exclaimed.

Yan Wuyou raised the long purple whip in his hand, and fell over at once. Before the unknown object approached, Yan Wuyou hit him with the whip and fell to the ground.

After a snap, Yan Wuyou could see clearly what was on the ground.

It turned out to be a faulty brush that was still stained with ink.

Where the brush stopped, the jet-black ink smudged all of a sudden.

"Someone!" Cutie's first reaction.

In Little Cutie's opinion, only human beings know how to write with a brush.

Goblins and monsters don't know how to engage in such elegant things.

"Can those who move under the ice be called human beings?" Yan Wuyou's eyes once again landed on the place where the brush came out before.

Where the danger comes from, then the owner of the brush should be below.

humming...

Five or six writing brushes rushed out of the ice together, and rushed towards Yan Wuyou again.

Yan Wuyou jumped into the air with a soft sound, raised the whip in his hand, and knocked all the brushes that were coming to the ground to the ground.

With a flick of the other hand, the silver needle flashed past, and then went straight through the gap where the writing brush came out.

"what!"

A scream, this is a man's voice!

There was a loud bang, this time it was not a fault, but a white shadow.

The cold ice on the ground has already opened a big hole, and the ink that was smeared by the writing brush that fell on the ground before, all flowed towards the big hole.

That white shadow also stopped in the air, standing on the same straight line as Yan Wuyou.

This is a man with loose black hair. When he was stabilizing his figure, he stretched out his hand to gently stroke his long hair.

"Is it yours?" The man slowly opened his other hand, and in the palm of his hand were several slender silver needles.

This is indeed the silver needle that Yan Wuyou shot into the ice just now.

Yan Wuyou only glanced at the silver needle on the white-clothed man's hand, and then looked at the white-clothed man.

The face of the man in white was covered by black hair, and his appearance could not be seen at all, but from his voice, it could be heard that he was a relatively young man.

Judging by his attire, he looks a lot like a scholar, but his whole body exudes a faint blackness. This is obviously not a human being, at least not now.

"Yes and what?" Yan Wuyou didn't deny it, there were only her and Xiao Kei here, this silver needle didn't belong to her, how could it be Xiao Cuti's.

Even if it is really not Yan Wuyou, this scholar will not let Yan Wuyou go.

"How? If you're good-looking, then you're bad, if you're not good-looking, then you're damned..."

After the scholar finished speaking, he turned his head abruptly, his black hair rose without wind, just revealing his dead-white face.

No, he should be dead!

When the scholar saw Yan Wuyou, he was amazed.

A smile full of desire.

When the little cutie saw the scholar's face, she immediately became furious.

To actually look at their master with such an expression is simply an insult to their master.

hateful……

"You goblin, what do you want to do? Come here if you have the ability, and stop talking about things here..."

"Fairy! Hahaha... You are really not an ordinary pig. How can a gentle and refined person like me be a fairy?" The man in white said confidently, touching his face.

"You're not a goblin! Could it be that a manless man like you is a monster?"

I don't know if the little cutie said that on purpose, but after she finished speaking, she showed her white and sharp teeth.

"Hmph! A pig is a pig. No matter what color or size it is, it is always so stupid. I am a book soul!" The man in white looked dissatisfied at the little cutie who popped out of his head.

It turns out that the man in white is a book soul!

"No matter what you are, either you get out of my aunt's sight now, or you die!"

Yan Wuyou was already in a bad mood, now that he met this unlucky book spirit, it was a good time to let off steam.

"Get out! Get out with you?" The white-clothed book soul had a lustful smile on his face.

"Or, do you want to die in bed with me?"

(End of this chapter)