Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

121 Chapter 1 I'm Not Ashamed [-]
"I haven't eaten, otherwise I'll throw you back to the Imperial Judge in minutes."

Indignant, Ye Qizhu planned to pull it one last time, if Bei Jue played tricks again, she would leave directly.

But this time, without waiting for Ye Qizhu to exert any strength, the arm that was holding Bei Jue suddenly shrank back suddenly, without paying attention, Ye Qizhu was directly pulled down and threw herself on Bei Jue's body.

Staring at Ye Qizhu, Bei Jue gently raised the corners of his lips: "Xiao Zhu'er is really hungry, and she treats this king as food, so impatient."

"Who's in a hurry?" Ye Qizhu hurriedly argued, "If you hadn't pulled me, I wouldn't have fallen off. Who's in a hurry?"

Bei Jue was not in a hurry, calmly followed her words and asked indifferently: "I am in a hurry, would you like to explain?"

"Get rid of your sister!"

Ye Qizhu was annoyed, and supported Bei Jue's shoulders, wanting to get up from him angrily, but Bei Jue suddenly put his arms around her waist, grabbed her in front of her, and held her tight again. The hoop went back.

"you……"

Ye Qizhu stared at the cheeky face that was calm but obviously thicker than the city wall, and tightened the corners of his mouth.

She knew that she was no match for Bei Jue in terms of strength, she could only outwit her.

Suddenly, Ye Qizhu raised his elbow and poked Bei Jue's right arm around her waist.

"Crack it."

Hearing a crisp sound, Bei Jue immediately frowned, but his right arm still held her waist motionless.

Ye Qizhu frowned, just about to pull his arm but suddenly heard Bei Jue say:
"broken."

Ye Qizhu was startled immediately, and quickly moved his elbow away.

Broken... Broken?
No way?
Half-believing, Ye Qizhu snorted: "Come on, at most, it will be dislocated, so it won't break."

Bei Jue looked solemn: "It's really broken."

Ye Qizhu was stunned.

In fact, she didn't use all her strength, she just increased her strength a little bit to make him let go of herself.

Being stared at by Bei Jue's eyes, Ye Qizhu couldn't help feeling guilty, her eyes dodged around and she didn't dare to look directly.

"I... I didn't mean to break your hand. You were rude first. I kindly pulled you up, but you..."

Inadvertently leaving Bei Jue's bottomless black pupils behind, Ye Qizhu couldn't continue, and could only sigh depressedly.

"But what?" Bei Jue narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

Ye Qizhu immediately tightened the raised eyebrows a little more.

"It's nothing."

"Ok?"

The cold questioning sound passed by my ears, accompanied by the rustling forest wind in the mountains.

Taking a peek at Bei Jue's almost expressionless cold face, Ye Qizhu pouted at the corner of his mouth.

"Anyway, I'm telling the truth. Since you want to know, I'll tell you." Ye Qizhu said, while carefully propping up his upper body to keep himself as far away from him as possible, while snorting coldly, "The prince is a majestic seven-foot man , but the enemy can still think about such things in the present, I am really not ashamed."

As soon as Ye Qizhu finished speaking, Bei Jue's eyes dimmed instantly.

Suddenly, Bei Jue slammed her right arm around her waist tightly, and Ye Qizhu's upper body which had just been propped up abruptly fell back again. Without paying attention, she directly bumped the tip of her nose into Bei Jue's firm chin.

"Well."

Suddenly, he felt that the cartilage on the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, and Ye Qizhu was in so much pain that he almost cried.

But before Ye Qizhu could speak, Bei Jue stared at her misty eyes with a serious breath...

(End of this chapter)