My Senior Is Always Salivating After Me!

The hail is large and crystal clear, and the small celadon can clearly see the person lying inside.

The long hair of the white color is scattered on the shoulder and arm of his pillow. The facial features of the person who is closed are like paintings. There are some ice crystals between the eyebrows, such as the treasures of the world that have been sealed by these ice and snow.

He folded his hands on the lower abdomen, and the white clothes didn't see a trace of wrinkles. The lay was flat and neat, like asleep. The slender snow "color" eyelashes "hair" almost trembled.

Xiaosu porcelain held his breath, waited and waited. After a long time, he reacted. The people in the hail had no vital signs and could not wake up.

The group of scorpions squatted around the ice and looked at them, biting their fingers and worried.

"Go back stepfather certainly have to beat my **** up."

"My mother is going to apologize to others... oh."

The little leopard pokes a small porcelain: "Small porcelain porcelain, let's recover the mountain."

Xiaosu porcelain also means this. The people in the hail may have passed away for a long time, but under their disturbance, they are not peaceful, it is a sin.

Xiaosu porcelain had a lot of words in his hands, and he apologized to the people in the hail. He went to find Xiaobai Shen and tried to restore the blasted Xiaoshan.

"That's too late."

Xiaobai extended his hand and then went to the ice crystal in the air and shook his head.

Xiaosu Porcelain didn't understand the meaning of Xiaobai's words at first, but when the snow and ice floated all over the sky, the blasted dwarf mountain became smaller and smaller, just like when it melted in the snow and ice, he reacted.

This low mountain that stores hail is not a mountain at all.

According to the position that was blasted, after the "exposed" hail, the ice and snow that had lost the protection of the past melted and melted.

Xiaosu porcelain rushed to grab a few times, and only grabbed the ice crystals full of hands. Originally, some of the shapes were scattered and scattered into a frost.

"The whole scorpion is out..." Xiaosu Porcelain said to himself, squinting at Xiaobo’s deep road, "What the trouble is, what should I do?"

Xiaobai deeply touched the "touch" ice crystal, and answered the question: "The aura here is richer than the gathering of the spirits."

Xiaosu porcelain glimpsed, followed by Xiaobai deep inspection. There was a clear gap between the frost that melted the ground and the surrounding area. He felt it when he squatted down. The frost in this circle, the aura inside is pure and rich, almost dozens of times he usually touches.

The little scorpions outside the circle have no teacher, and buried themselves in the snow and ice.

Xiaosu Porcelain was not wasted. It was buried with Xiaobai Shen and it took a few hours before all the aura around them was absorbed.

His monk in a fusion stage used to avoid the scorpion's dozens of miles to get full access, and the frost here looked at the area only a little, but let him give up all the ability to extract, but also spent a few An hour.

And the consistent absorption of the aura is as casual as the Xiaobai Shen, and here also reveals a rare slap in the face.

In other words, after so many years, here is the only aura that is enough to make Baishen feel.

Xiaosu porcelain feels more sorry for the people in the hail.

They fooled the cemetery of the people, and they took these auras. On a piece of ice, the lonely hail looked at their robber-like behavior silently, and it was simply the misery of no one.

Xiaosu Porcelain squatted in front of the hail, and smashed it: "This big brother, you have to give me a dream, tell me where your surname is, who is living, or what is worth paying, I will take you Bring it back and ask for sin, and you will rest in peace."

The white-haired beauty in the hail naturally did not answer him.

"I, I, I! I know!"

A small sea Dongqing raised his wings and jumped to the head of Xiaosu porcelain: "I heard what I said, the previous generation of the demon is white hair, he is white hair, he is the last generation of the demon!"

"It is not. The previous generation of the demon emperor is not only white hair, but the eyes are the same color of jasper!" The little leopard cat pointed a small porcelain, "like a small porcelain eye."

"Then he is the snow demon that disappeared a hundred years ago?" The little butterfly raised his hand. "He slept in the snow, it was the snow demon!"

"It's the captive killer!"

"It is a demon **** that has been abandoned!"

Xiaosu Porcelain was forced to listen to an ear, about the saga of the previous generation, the snow demon, the imprisoned devil, and the legend of the abandoned demon.

The little nephews can't do anything else, remembering that "sex" is good. After the adults have said it, they remember that they are particularly strong, and they are living in a legend.

After listening to Xiaosu Porcelain, I know that this person has nothing to do with the magical characters in the legend.

It’s hard to do.

Behind him is a group of small scorpions. This hail, he can't build a Ghost Mountain to make a tomb for the ice, but he can't ignore the ice, hesitated for a long time, and discussed with Xiaobai.

"Or, will we bring him back?"

The north is full of ice, there is no smoke, no demon, if Xiaosu Porcelain throws the hail here, what if the outside encounters, ruin the hail.

I have already done something wrong, but I can’t continue to go wrong and I have to remedy it.

It’s just that this hail has three small succulents. He is lying down, and the hail can directly crush him.

Mustard can't be loaded, what should I do?

Xiaosu porcelain frowned and bit his nail.

Xiao Bai thought for a moment, holding the hail on the front hand, and the palm of his hand showed a hint of aura.

The hail of ice was gradually reduced under the aura of the stock.

The final shape is a hail that is about the same height as the small celadon.

The person lying in the hail is shrunk and is as delicate as a doll.

Xiaosu Porcelain smashed the "hairs" and "hairs" that the youngsters had fallen together, and made two hemp ropes, tied with hail, and carried them on their backs.

In any case, I have to send this hail back. If you can't find the object of taking over, you can't give it to the demon emperor.

His people, he has the responsibility and obligation to find a grave for the white-haired beauty.

The three-headed little succulent porcelain carrying a small hail, walked up and down, but he did not dare to let the group of young babies back, but Bai Shen refused to help Xiaosu Porcelain, the whole process can only rely on him One person back.

There are too many places worth visiting in the North Icefield. Xiaosu Porcelain as the leader, on how to go, is to listen to the little sisters. At the end of the discussion with Xiaobai, I changed the details.

Here is a trial field dedicated to their cultivation. The deeper you go, the less aura you can get, and the more ice creatures you have.

The beast is alive.

Under the ravages of Xiaosu Porcelain, the little scorpions entered the qi-injection early, and stepped into the practice in the practice of a few months. They only lacked practical experience, and the pair of monsters and scorpions all turned around and ran.

Left a small porcelain with a small hail, twitching at the corner of his mouth.

"Run! Give it to me! Come back!"

It was all by the suppression of the power of Xiaosu Porcelain that the first time they met the opponents of the combat opponents. He squinted and taught the scorpions to line up, starting with the weakest snowy rabbits, teaching them how to divide their work and how to cooperate.

The scorpions have four-legged "hairy" velvet, two-legged wings, and both amphibious and boneless.

They include almost all the demonic species in the popular field, with different biases and different abilities.

Xiaosu Porcelain took two months to distinguish all their abilities, and then allocating them is much easier.

The little nephews have a task every day, defeating the low-level monsters, not counting, defeating the same level of monsters, there will be rewards, and the leapfrog defeats the high-level monsters, these little nephews are directly re-formed by Xiaosu Porcelain , evenly distributed to each team.

The strengths and weaknesses are matched with each other, the races are all broken up, and dozens of small scorpions are under the guidance of the distribution of Xiaosu Porcelain. They change one formation at a time, temper each other, and become familiar with each other.

If it is a year, the little scorpions grow very fast, and the prototypes are almost all larger than the small sue porcelain. This also causes the small sue porcelain to be unwilling to change back to its original form, and it always appears in front of them by the half-devil.

Some small scorpions, small prototypes of Xiaosu Porcelain, are not "touched". The only one that can "touch" is only Xiaobaishen.

When Xiao Bai was holding a small Su porcelain cat, he had to carry a hail, and Xiao Baishen gave up the welfare of the cat and cat in order not to carry the hail.

Xiaosu Porcelain can only carry the hail on his own, and he is secretly hurt.

In a year, all the blind people grew up, but he did not grow long.

Or, for more than a decade, his prototype has never changed.

The northern ice sheet is full of footprints left by the little scorpions. In the footsteps of zero chaos, only the two human foot prints of Xiao Baishen and Xiaosu Porcelain, from time to time.

At the entrance, the big demon who came to pick up the scorpion was crowded with a large piece.

There are friends here, old feelings, and enemies. From sneak taunts to big fights, when the scorpions are running around, the big demons have reached a group.

"Oh! Don't make a small stay! Otherwise I will ignore you!"

"Brother, you are going to stop! It is my good friend's sister, not rude!"

"Mother, mother, can you look at the sister over there? She is so poor, only the sisters, do you want to bring her back?"

The big demon who sent the scorpion has become accustomed to fighting together and gathering together. However, unlike every one of the past, this group of small buddies who are supposed to be rigid, actually get along well and even have a taste of good friends!

This made the big demon unable to take care of the parents of the children.

For a time, everyone looked at each other, and the sleeves that were picked up were put down. They barely smiled at each other, and they praised each other’s children. When the children made an appointment, the big demon’s mouth twitched. Can't hold it anymore.

Strings? Which fish will go to the fish and birds home?

Why don't you bring the sauce to the kitchen directly?

This group of young people, the skull may have broken down.

The big demon took back their own nephews, forced themselves to chill, and left.

The hot iceberg entrance, only the small Su porcelain and Xiaobai Shen.

There is also a small hail on the back of Xiaosu Porcelain.

"Hey..."

Xiaosu Porcelain just wanted to turn back into adulthood. I saw that there was a black "color" shadow that was getting closer and closer. After falling, it was scornful and Jinchi.

Xiaosu Porcelain immediately akimbo, learning the little leopard cats complained: "Other small scorpions have adults take home, how come you come!"

Slightly squinting at the eyes, after looking at the small celadon, I looked at Xiaobai Shen and reached out: "I was wrong, I was wrong, come to my son and hug me!"

Lightly hugged to a hail.

Only the cypress who is willing to play the tenderness in front of the Su-Chen is turned back to the adult, and sighs and whispers: "Gift, you can hold him."

Lin Su Porcelain has also changed back, activities and activities, and smiled and said: "Hey, look at me, I am very hearty, remember to bring you gifts."

The scorn and Jinchi head to the head, holding the hail silent and stiff.

"Oh, your gift, it seems to be a bit too big."

Flicking and raising his head, full of vicissitudes: "For the father, you may have to be driven out of the house."