Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 8: Master Yuan Bao
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Meng Fuyao almost didn’t squirt out the herbs that he didn’t swallow.
You are cold…
In the early autumn, the mountains in the south, the night wind is far from piercing, not to mention there is still a big fire underneath.
The ghost believes you are really cold.
Seeing the man lying on the top of the tree, resting his cheeks idly, his eyes fluttered and fluttered on her body, and she had a plan to adopt the “most primitive way of heating” with her, Meng Fuyao stepped back into the fire and backed away. .
Although this person looks noble and elegant, he doesn’t seem to be a nasty virtue to force a rapist, but in this world, who knows that there will not be a dirty heart hidden under a good skin? Just like… Pei Yuan.
Her dark eyes are shining under the firelight, she looks at the man’s look on guard, her thick eyelashes cast a faint black shadow on the pale face, it looks a bit like a nervous person waiting for battle. Some kind of little beast.
The man on the opposite side looked at her with interest, and said, “Girl, are you cold?”
Very good, everything went perfectly according to the established script.
Meng Fuyao was not convinced, while continuing to move his **** back while rebelliously replied, “It’s hot.”
The man smiled, smiling so well, graceful and luxurious, and understatement, “Then take it off.”
……
Meng Fuyao, who had moved ten feet away, suddenly a wolf jumped up, and when he turned over, he planned to jump up to the opposite short cliff.
The man didn’t move when she watched her flying, he just leisurely pressed his shirt and smiled.
Following his movements, his lapels suddenly opened up, rolling out a fiery red fruit.
Meng Fuyao’s eyes, who were still tumbling somersault, lit up immediately.
This, this, this, the color is warm and the fragrance is cold, like the healing sacred fruit “Kirin Red”?
The fruit bones rolled over, and they were clearly seen by Meng Fuyao on their heads and feet. It turned out to be a special sacred fruit on the snow mountain of Dizhou. It is said that this thing was only born in the deep valley of the snow mountain, waiting for idlers to find it.
With a bang, Meng Fu shook his head halfway and fell.
When I planted it, I climbed up immediately, stepped on the fruit, and glanced at the opposite side from the corner of my eyes, as if there was no objection? Hurry up and get it.
“Shoo!”
The white light in front of me flashed as fast as a thunder. A small group of wind swept over and hit Meng Fuyao’s hand. Meng Fuyao let his hand loose, and jumped in the white light. , A cheating gesture of pulling the wind fiercely kicked Meng Fuyao’s nose.
Then he rolled again, with a light posture with four claws facing the sky, and he was facing the fruit that fell from Meng Fuyao’s palm. With a bang, the fruit hugged.
All actions only took place in an instant. Meng Fuyao felt the wind rolled, his nose hurt, and the faint fruity fragrance floated. The healing sacred fruit stayed in a different place.
Raising his hand in a daze, Meng Fuyao touched his nose, and took a finger-long white hair from the tip of his nose—what is this?
Looking to the ground with a dull gaze, a group of pink and white is standing on tiptoe, holding the red fruit proudly, and handing it to the man on one leg. It is actually a classic ballet shape.
Meng Fuyao stared at the slap-sized thing-rabbit? Smaller than a rabbit, squirrel? Whiter than squirrels, Dutch rats? He is fatter than the Dutch rat, with bright black eyes, beautiful snow-white long hair, and a body that is too fat to distinguish his measurements. It is completely a realistic version of Hamtaro. In previous lives, such cute little things will definitely cause pet lovers to scream.
But grabbing things is too vicious.
Sensing to Meng Fuyao’s eyes, the Dutch Rat immediately turned his head and barked its white front teeth at her. The big fangs shined like two small knives in the fire.
Meng Fuyao was stared at by these menacing eyes, and couldn’t help feeling a little angry. Recently, I have been really unlucky enough. He was betrayed and was tortured and pushed off the cliff. Now even a fat rat has come to despise himself, and he has done this. , Too depressed.
In an unhappy mood, Meng Fuyao also twitched the corners of his mouth, and bared his teeth at the fat rat-by volume, my teeth are bigger than you!
In front of the fire, one person and one rat screamed, staring at each other.
With a flutter, the man on the other side who has been watching this side with a smile finally couldn’t help but look at Meng Fuyao with interest, stretched out his hand to the little thing, and called:
“Yuanbao.”
The fat rat twisted his **** and ignored it.
“Master Yuanbao!”
Master Yuan Bao immediately jumped up and rushed over holding the fruit, and two small paws flattered the fruit to the man.
The man shook his head and pointed his finger in the direction of Meng Fuyao.
“Squeak!”
Protest in a voice.
“Huh?”
Master Yuan Bao slowly raised his head, reluctantly ditched for a while, and then slowly turned the fruit in another direction.
It gazed at the fruit sadly, the lingering expressions of life and death in its eyes.
Meng Fuyao saw its sadness getting better, and he stretched out his hand triumphantly and snatched the fruit.
By the way, I tugged a hair on Master Yuan Bao’s ass.
To repay the revenge of being kicked on the nose.
“Squeak!!”
Master Yuanbao jumped up angrily. There was another three-hundred-sixty-degree rotation in the air. It seemed that he was planning to use its “front-hand flipping body and frontal flipping body one hundred and eighty degrees” again. How could Meng Fuyao? Another rat pushed his nose to his face, twisting his body and avoiding it.
Lord Yuanbao saw that he couldn’t push his nose, so he immediately changed his tactics, jumped on the fruit with a chuckle, and spat viciously.
Meng Fuyao immediately picked up the fat body and threw it out. Master Yuanbao flew out dripping, the knife flashed, and the fruit skin that had vomited rat saliva was peeled off cleanly, Meng Fu shook his hand With a flick, the peel was covering Master Yuanbao’s head, and it fell into the owner’s arms along with it.
Meng Fuyao won the battle for three rounds.
The squeaking sound became a piece, and the white shadow jumped up and down on the man, squeaking and screaming by his shirt, probably an angry accusation, the man leisurely leaning on the tree, pinching the small nose of the ingot, and making a sound Talk to it.
“… Tell you to bully people first…”
“Squeak!”
“You don’t suffer, you kicked her…”
“Squeak!” Master Yuanbao turned around, showing the man sadly his fat butt.
“You have a thousand hairs on your ass, how can I tell which one is missing?”
“Squeak.” Master Yuan Bao worked hard.
The man couldn’t bear it, grabbed it by the neck and let it stand upright, “Speak well, you didn’t wash your **** last night!”
“Squeak!”
“Okay… isn’t it your snack… Let her, next time I will supply you…”
“Squeak!”
“The more ill-tempered you are, they are used to you.” The man’s patience was finally polished, but he still didn’t see a trace of anger. He just smiled and fumbled in his arms, “Well…I have so many snacks. So tired, throw them away, huh?”
“Squeak…squeak…”
Master Yuan Bao died, and squatted while drawing a circle. The man patted its head, turned around and was about to speak to Meng Fuyao, his eyes touched Meng Fu’s bulging mouth, suddenly startled.
“Have you… finished the Qilinhong?”
Meng Fuyao chewed desperately, swallowing the fruit in two mouthfuls, and then replied simply, “Yes, it’s finished.”
Don’t take advantage of your two quarrels to hurry up and put the good things down, wait for that guy to come to my mouth to grab it?
The man stared at her amusedly for a while, then suddenly shook his head.
“It seems that you don’t know that if Kirin fruit encounters a finger cream, you can only use half of it, otherwise it will be poisoned.”
“Huh?!”
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I found out that I was recommended, and I decided to have another chapter in the evening.