The heavenly descendent princess meow meow

She stood up in awe inspiring awe, sideways to get out of the way of the hidden weapon!

"Who are you? How dare you steal here

The sound

It's an old woman's voice. It sounds at least 80 years old.

Meow Xiaojiu turns around and looks at the old lady behind her in surprise. She leans on a very complicated crutch and strides forward to meow Xiaojiu.

At that moment, meow small nine strong sense from the old lady's murderous.

The old woman's wrinkled face was full of anger and murderous intent, and even her muddy eyes were full of murderous spirit.

The crutch in her hand is the most special. The head of the crutch is complicated with lines. When she comes near, meow Xiaojiu sees the peculiar crutch. It's wrapped in good fur on the crutch. The fur is also engraved with complicated lines!

Looking at the complicated words, her pupils suddenly contracted.

"Miaoli, see that?"

"Yes, there's a name on it, meow nun anonymous? What the hell is that name? " Meow and spicy make complaints about it.

Even someone's name is worse than it, and more casual than the names of meow Xiaojiu and meow asan.

The old woman has completely approached meow Xiaojiu, with a crutch in her hand, pointing to the tip of meow Xiaojiu's nose.

But when he pointed to meow Xiaojiu, his crutch trembled violently.

The old woman realized something and was stunned.

"You..."

She just said a word, suddenly the other side ran out of a disheveled dog.

"Ow ~ ~ ~ sister meow, sister meow, help! There is a dead old woman who just knocked me and knocked me back to Wang shape!"

Hearing this honest voice, meow small nine forehead sliding down three black lines.

But after a close look, a husky rushed over at a very fast speed, and then rubbed against the leg of meow Xiaojiu. It was supposed to be gray, and its beautiful fur was covered with soil.

Meow Xiaojiu's expression is a little stiff.

Because no matter how calm Rao Shi was, she could not imagine that Wang Da Sha's Wang shape was actually a erha. This huge figure was in sharp contrast to its simple and honest face.

Wang Dasha ran over. He was just a little excited when he saw the old woman who was already in a mess in the wind in front of him. He immediately showed his teeth to the old woman.

"Sister meow, that's her, that's the dead old woman. She hit me on the buttock with that crutch. Damn it

"..." meow Xiaojiu slightly eased the look on her face and turned to look at the old woman.

"Ho ho... Wolf demon?" The old woman glared at Wang Dasha, angry.

The ancients did not know the breed of erha. Looking at the dog whose body shape was like a wolf dog, they naturally thought it was a wolf rather than a dog.

"Wolf medicine? Sister meow, what is wolf medicine? " I'm afraid Wang Dasha has been out of the situation all the time and didn't feel the danger approaching.

His two paws are still holding meow Xiaojiu's legs, and the dog's face stained with soil is still rubbing against meow Xiaojiu's legs.

He swears, he's not really wiping mud!

He can raise his paw and swear to heaven.

However, rubbed a little complacent, he did not realize that danger was approaching him step by step.

A shadow suddenly fell, his strong body was suddenly blown out by a gust of wind.

He rolled out in a ball, rolled around the ground, and finally stopped.

"Who are you?" The old woman was more alert when she saw the man who threw Wang Dasha away