The evil king protects the short

Chapter 157

　
Zong Zehong fed the food with his own hands, and watched the little guy eating obediently. Its obedient but aggrieved appearance really made him feel that something was wrong.

Before going to bed, with his robes half-unfolded, he purposely wrapped the little phantom fox in his arms and tucked it in a small quilt. It slept beside him very obediently, without making any noise. He was really not used to it.

In order to prevent this little thing from sneaking out again in the middle of the night, Zong Zehong slept very lightly this night, and would wake up suddenly if there was any movement, and fell asleep with his arms around the little magic fox again.

In the morning of the second day, Zong Zehong woke up early and realized that there was no little phantom fox beside him. Just as he was about to be furious, Eunuch Jin Xi hurried forward and explained: "Your Majesty, Xiao Linger is still in the dark." So I rushed to the roof of the bedroom, with my eyes closed, it seemed like I was sleeping, but it didn't look like it."

Jin Xi thought that the little magic fox had gone to sleep on the roof, but Zong Zehong knew that it had gone to practice on the roof.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zong Zehong was thrown from the bed.

Zong Zehong felt more and more strange about the little magic fox who woke up before he got up for the first time, but didn't think much about it.

As long as it behaves well, he won't be angry with her again.

Since it climbs the roof for cultivation, let it go.

Zong Zehong, who got up early, changed into a dragon robe under the service of the maid, and left the palace.

Before rushing to the court hall, Zong Zehong deliberately raised his eyes to look at the little phantom fox who was practicing on the roof.

Looking at Ling'er surrounded by the early morning sun, looking at its white hair that looks like a layer of golden light, and its appearance of serious cultivation, Zong Zehong felt good for no reason, and the expectations in his heart increased in vain One piece, Zong Zehong turned around gracefully, the golden dragon imperial robe was a bit dazzling under the light, and when Zong Zehong was far away... On the roof, the closed purple eyes suddenly opened.

A flash of determination flashed across her big beautiful eyes glowing with a deep purple light!
Regardless of whether her mana can be recovered or not, she must quickly transform into a human form and leave this ruined place to find another safe place!

I've had enough of being wimpy, I have to act according to my face every day, it's really enough!
Time rushed like running water, and after three days in a row, things became more and more wrong.

He knew that Ling'er wanted to practice, and he acquiesced, but except for three meals a day, going to bed and getting up in bed, why did she stay on the roof of the palace and couldn't come down?

The warmth of the big meatball suddenly disappeared from his arms, and Zong Zehong suddenly became aware of Ni Duan.

The little phantom fox is almost like a shadow, which is not bad, but if it arrives at the imperial study room, it will very consciously jump up to the roof of the hall and cannot come down. After a few times, Zong Zehong realizes that this is not cultivation, it is clearly hiding he!
"Ling'er! Come down for me!"

At noon, the sun was shining warmly, but the weather was getting colder and colder, without any warmth.

Zong Zehong walked out of the imperial study angrily, and shouted at the white-haired figure on the beam.

After waiting for a few minutes, Zong Zehong turned cold.

"If you don't get down, I will go up and take you down, and then you will die!"

The stern threat didn't make the voice on the roof move at all.

The crowd watched the emperor suffer, and the eunuchs and maids looked at each other. Just as Zong Zehong was about to perform lightness kung fu to bring the little Huanhu down in person, the voice of Master Cangyun suddenly sounded behind him.

"Go and ask the emperor...how are you thinking...Look, Wolf King, the emperor is right there!"

Zong Zehong spun around and flew up to the roof of the imperial study, but at almost the same moment, a white figure dodged like the wind, jumped off the roof, drew a beautiful arc in midair, and landed on the ground with a shocked face instantly. In the arms of the national teacher.

(End of this chapter)