Where does the black-bellied evil prince escape?

Chapter 383
"This space talisman can only be used by six people. Will it be affected if you come out?", this is what Si Xiaoyue is worried about. There is only one space talisman. If something goes wrong with it, if you think of Lie Yan China, that is after the year of the monkey.

"I'm a monster, and I'm not that big, so of course it won't be affected. Besides, even if I'm affected, there's nothing to be afraid of. It's just a space talisman. I still have two pieces." Jinbao Caishu's little paw Holding the two space talismans tightly, his expression cheered.

"Didn't you say that you don't have one? What's going on?" Si Xiaoyue said and summoned Jinbao Caishu from her dantian.

"The ones called Mengzi and Heming are so arrogant. When I got angry, I took things from them. Little girl, are you going to be angry?" Jinbao Caishu blinked his mung bean eyes , looked at Si Xiaoyue pitifully.

"What?" After hearing Jinbao Caishu's words, Si Xiaoyue expressed her helplessness, but she also felt a little happy in her heart. If such a group of spoiled boys and girls didn't suffer, they would never grow up.

"It's just what you heard, little girl." Jinbao Caishu thought that Si Xiaoyue was angry, so his head drooped more and more.

"You did a good job, little bun, you finally did a good deed." Chi Hanyin, who was listening on the side, grabbed Jinbao Caishu and praised loudly.

"Really?" Jinbao Caishu, who was finally recognized, ignored Chi Hanyin's address to him this time, and his brows were brimming with joy.

"Xiaoyue, are you tired? Sit down and rest for a while", Gui Wuqi said as he took out a soft stool from his receiving ring, and placed it in front of Si Xiaoyue.

When Si Xiaoyue saw this, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, "No need for this, isn't there a stool here, besides, I'm not tired."

"Use this", Gui Wuqi stretched out his hand and pulled Si Xiaoyue to the soft stool to sit down, and put his slender fingers on Si Xiaoyue's neck, a soothing spiritual power was transmitted from his fingers When it comes to Si Xiaoyue's eight extraordinary meridians and hundreds of limbs.

"Brother Gui, how did you do it? It's very comfortable." Under Gui Wuqi's fingers, the fatigue of days and days disappeared in an instant.

"If you like it, I will often do it for you in the future." Gui Wuqi patted Si Xiaoyue's head condescendingly and dotingly.

Looking at such a scene, Ge Yichen's whole heart wrinkled tightly, and some indescribable meaning appeared in his cold eyes.

"I like it too, big brother Gui, can you help me too?" Chi Hanyin has been focusing on making trouble for many years, carrying forward her spiritual career as needed.

Gui Wuqi, who has always been as warm as jade, heard the words, glanced at Chi Hanyin lightly, and then said coldly, "Did you not rest last night?".

"No, no, I was always worried that Xiaoyue would be bullied by you guys, so I sat next to Xiaoyue's tent all night. It would make my back ache, and I couldn't bear it," Chi Hanyin said sternly The reason for my own physical discomfort attracted the glaring gazes of Qin Lang, Ge Yichen, and Gui Wuqi.

Si Xiaoyue doesn't know how to describe Chi Hanyin, his emotions are too changeable, sometimes he looks arrogant and arrogant, sometimes he looks irritable and irritable, sometimes he looks delicate and cares about everything, Hui has a dark and deep appearance, but more often he looks carefree and heartless, just like now.

“What are you all looking at me for? Is there something on my face?”.

(End of this chapter)