Emperor, please come to the couch: The evil concubine with a black belly is all over the world

Chapter 28 Kill me, give me a reason
Seeing the man's killing move towards her without mercy, Feng Si'an was shocked, "Give me a reason to kill me!"

The man didn't answer Feng Si'an's words, but said, "Noisy!"

When the white beast saw Feng Si'an being hunted down, a trace of despair suddenly flashed in its eyes, and it was so resolute that it rolled over with the giant python and blocked Feng Si'an's back.

Feng Si'an just ran away desperately holding the ball of wool, without noticing what happened behind her at all.

It's just that suddenly there was a riot of spiritual energy behind him, and a wave of heat rolled over, which overturned Feng Si'an who was running, and rolled hundreds of meters with the ball of wool before stopping. Feng Si'an was as careful as a ball of wool Protect it in your arms so as not to hurt it.

Standing up staggeringly, holding the ball of wool in her arms, Feng Si'an ran back to where she was just now, only to find that there was nothing but the smell of blood in the air.

There was no more ferocious pygmy python, no poor wool ball's mother, and no man who was going to kill her for no reason.

Feng Si'an looked down at the little thing in her arms.

I found that the little ball of wool hadn't opened its eyes yet, and its little black nose was protruding everywhere. Because it was not long after birth, the two eyes were still a gap, and the little paws scratched and scratched, as if they were instinctively looking for breast milk.

Seeing that the little wool ball still didn't know, Feng Si'an suddenly had a sore nose, and hugged the little thing tightly, "Don't worry, your mother handed you over to me, and I will definitely take good care of you of."

As if in response to Feng Si'an's words, the little thing rubbed his chin on Feng Si'an's face, leaving behind a stream of glistening saliva.

At the same time, on a certain continent with abundant aura, the man who was practicing calligraphy with a brush suddenly paused, and raised his head to look into the distance as if feeling a sense in his heart.

When the ink dripping from the brush falls on the rice paper, it will immediately smudge and ruin a work that is about to be written.The man didn't realize it, a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect his clone to be wiped out.

The maid serving the pen and ink saw it, and hurriedly knelt and stepped forward to remove the smeared rice paper, "Master..."

"No need!" The man stopped the maid's actions.With a swipe of his brush, the smudged area was actually painted as a blooming ink chrysanthemum...

Turning waste into treasure is not impossible.

The maidservant did not make a sound, she lowered her head and waited on the side.

The man bowed his head and continued to complete the finished work.

A black robe darkly embroidered with green bamboo is well-tailored, with wide shoulders and a narrow back, and a wasp-waisted waist. Her straight and slender legs are hidden under the robe. The black boots on her feet are trimmed with gold, and they are so eye-catching when they step on the carpet woven of natural silk.

His face was stern, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his facial lines were resolute. With just one glance, he couldn't look away.

The son is like jade, the scenery is like the moon, and the temperament is like a rainbow.

Putting away the pen, she looked at the maid beside her, "Take it to the West Palace, and tell Xiang'er that if she messes around again, she will be sent home."

After the maid left, the man stroked his chin and drew again in the air with a brush, but this time the man whose figure was gradually outlined by the ink turned out to be a man similar to him.

In just a few breaths, a naked man with a figure very similar to him appeared in the hall.

He put away the pen, flicked his right hand, and a drop of dark red blood flew out from his index finger, sinking into the brow of the naked man.

A flash of silver light flashed, and it seemed that a replica of a man stood opposite.It's just that the expression is dull and a little dull.

"I didn't expect to make a second avatar so soon. I thought that an ant in the lower realm was not worthy of being my wife. I didn't expect that there were two other things. Although my avatar was severely suppressed in the lower realm, it was not her. A spirit servant can compete in the early stage.

It's interesting to be able to destroy my clone, you go down and stay by her side, and see what's unique about her! "

The memories brought back by the first avatar are pitifully small, and now he only knows that the little girl is so talented that she can't bear to take a second look.If there was something unique, he'd give her a chance.Although she is relatively useless, if she can come to him and has enough ability to protect himself, then he will accept her as his destined wife.

After receiving the order, the second avatar went to execute it. The man was alone in the hall in a daze, thinking about how to get rid of that cheating girl in the West Palace.

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Feng Si'an, who managed to save her life, looked down at the cute wool ball who didn't know what was going on around her, and poked its little nose with her hand.

The little guy shook his nose in dissatisfaction, then opened his mouth to enclose her finger, and gnawed on it with his weak little baby teeth.

Feng Si'an sighed, "You! It's good to be heartless. From now on, I'll call you thread ball!"

The little guy didn't know if he understood Feng Si'an's words. After gnawing on her for a long time, she found that her fingers rolled over in dissatisfaction without milk, her belly was facing upwards, and she scratched and scratched in all directions.That soft and cute appearance instantly melted Feng Si'an's uneasy heart.

She lowered her head and rubbed the belly of the ball of thread in a funny way, and even flicked her fingers maliciously.

The ball of thread scratched a few times in dissatisfaction, then fell asleep with a whimper.

Because she has not been able to find an opportunity to break through to the third level of Lingshi, Feng Si'an plans to stay here for a longer time.

I don't know what Feng Yunmo and Mu Qingfeng, those two scumbags, will look like when they receive their presents. They must be pleasantly surprised.Alas, it sucks not being able to personally receive a thank you from the other person.

Feng Si'an shook her head, found an open space to sit down, put the ball of thread beside her, and planned to start exploring.Anyway, she is not worried about the danger here. She has just experienced a big battle, and the strong smell of blood has not dissipated. For the time being, there will be no spirit beasts who dare to come here to challenge the danger, so she is still safe.

Feng Si'an closed her eyes and released her spiritual consciousness, the state of spiritual energy that she could need in her body was almost saturated.The aura with yellowish light around him approached him intimately, but his body absorbed them not as fast as when he was at home before, but rather slowly and excruciatingly slow.

The vortex formed by the condensed soul power is already full of aura at this moment.

She could feel that, in fact, she had accumulated enough spiritual power, but her state of mind could not keep up, so she could not break through the third level.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Feng Si'an suddenly heard the voice of a strange woman, "Why is there such a strong smell of blood here?"

someone is coming!

Feng Si'an immediately stopped, put the ball of thread into the spirit animal bag, and stood up from the ground, but it was too late to hide, because the group of people opposite had already appeared in front of her.

The leading girl looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was dressed in a red dress, with a brown whip pinned to her waist. The faint green light on the whip showed that she was of good grade, and she was wearing a pair of golden boots. Judging from this outfit, it is not difficult to find that the girl has a good family background.

(End of this chapter)