Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 189 The prince is too much 10
Looking at Ye Qizhu who was approaching him quietly, Bei Jue suddenly hugged her without warning.

Ye Qizhu didn't have any precautions, he accidentally shook his hand holding the chopsticks, one of them missed, and the lion's head fell to the ground.

Looking at the meatballs on the ground, and looking down at the arms on his waist, Ye Qizhu clenched his lips in depression, feeling sorry for the uneaten meatballs, and looked at the table of dishes in front of him with a displeased expression, wishing that everything It took Bei Jue's head to relieve his anger.

However, right after, Ye Qizhu acted like he was used to it, calmly gave up the unnecessary struggle, and snorted coldly.

"Where is the prince's hand short? I think it's rather long."

Bei Jue stared at her angry side face, slowly evoked a charming chuckle, and opened his arms: "It's really short, if you don't believe me, Xiao Zhuer can measure it by herself."

Ye Qizhu narrowed his eyes, looking depressed.

"Why don't you speak?" Bei Jue said in a concentrated voice, with a hint of hoarse magnetism in his deep voice, "Are you questioning the king?"

Ye Qizhu paused, and quickly stretched out his right hand holding the chopsticks towards the plate containing the lion's head.

"Whoever doubts you, speak for themselves."

Humph, followed by a fight with the lion's head on the plate, she couldn't believe it, Bei Jue, a stinky rascal, couldn't be cured, even a meatball was against her.

With a hidden smile, Bei Jue looked at her earnest appearance, as if he was in a fight with Meatball and insisted on fighting to the death, he casually passed her waist, and said nonchalantly, "Where's your broken bag?"

Ye Qizhu paused, broken bag?

Suddenly, he pursed the corners of his mouth and said in a choked voice: "What a broken bag, my demon-hunting bag of an exorcist is a rare treasure, as long as you take it out, no matter what kind of monster or monster it is, you will tremble three times at a glance, it's amazing Already!"

Bei Jue raised his eyebrows: "Oh, really?"

Squinting her eyes, Ye Qizhu felt that she was being looked down upon, and subconsciously touched her waist, only to find that the demon-subduing bag was gone.

"Where's my demon bag?" Ye Qizhu stood up abruptly from his arms, almost bumping into Bei Jue's chin, but immediately turned around and squinted her eyes at him, "Here."

Bei Jue was surprised: "You lost your treasure bag, why did you ask me for it? I didn't see your broken bag."

"It's not a broken bag, it's a demon-suffering bag!" Ye Qizhu argued, followed by a snort, "It's not that the prince has never done this kind of thing before, I'm not trying to scare the prince, it's best to return the demon-suffering bag to me quickly , there is a monster sealed inside, and the prince doesn't know how to run, what if he is hurt?"

Seeing that she was nervous, Bei Jue held her by the corner of her clothes and said in a concentrated voice, "Sure enough, Xiao Zhu'er is more concerned about my king's safety."

Ye Qizhu's slightly narrowed eyes immediately tightened up a bit, and she said lightly, "My lord misunderstood, I'm just afraid that if you die, no one will pay my salary."

Sure enough, as soon as Ye Qizhu's words came out, Bei Jue's face darkened.

After thinking about it, Ye Qizhu continued to focus on the lion's head.

The knot of the demon-suffering bag is very strong, and generally speaking, it will not fall off. She must have accidentally taken it off when changing clothes and left the demon-suffering bag in the room.

"Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat honestly."

Bei Jue looked at her hand and smiled lightly: "This king has been eating, when did he stop?"

Ye Qizhu frowned, saw the opportunity to pinch it hard, and quickly put half of the lion's head into the bowl in front of him...

(End of this chapter)