The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 273 The cold Taoist priest vs the charming demon fox 7
Wan Wan glanced at Chen An suspiciously, then returned to her seat and sat down.

She lay on the table and looked at the little boy in front of her and asked, "You are a demon hunter at such a young age? The monsters in our town are very powerful, aren't you afraid?"

Are you not afraid?

You will die.

It was the first time that Gong Shisan met someone who was not afraid of him approaching him, and he couldn't take it easy for a while.

"Why don't you talk... tell me..." Seeing that he ignored her, Wanwan pouted and complained softly.

Gong Shisan endured his violent temper, lowered his eyes, and said: "Well, I am a demon hunter."

"Then what do you know? Are you very good? I think they are afraid of you." Wanwan raised her hand and stroked the pet on the table. It's so comfortable.

Gong Shisan watched her movements and wanted to stop her, but the strange thing was that his magic pet didn't hurt her, what's going on?

It was so obedient that she let her reach out and caress it, and even pinched its fleshy cheeks. This guy...

In Gong Shisan's eyes, it was obediently letting Wanwan caress, but in fact, the demon pet was trembling, surrendering to Wanwan who was touching it, and did not dare to make a sound.

"Your pet is so cute, can you give it to me?" Wanwan hugged the pet on the table, her eyes sparkled, and said with a smile, "It's so cute."

Gong Shisan instinctively raised his hand to attack her, but held back abruptly, shook his head, and said coldly: "I can't."

Jin Lan's group of people have long been dumbfounded.

This, this, the magic pet raised by the little monster, the sharp-toothed poison was allowed to be played by a mortal.

It didn't resist, and it was so obedient, could it be that they were dazzled.

"Ah..." Wanwan sighed softly, "But I really like it."

The magic pet looked at its master with pitiful green eyes, no, it didn't want to follow this woman.

It's scary, blah blah.

At this time, the cold wind outside the inn wafted in with the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"Are there any other guests?" Wanwan heard the words and looked up, her face was hidden under the dim light, as if shrouded in a faint layer of sadness.

The cold moonlight shone down from the sky and shone on the street outside the inn. A dozen meters away from the inn, a group of people were rushing over at this moment.

Their figures were shrouded in white cloaks, and hoods covered their heads, blocking the raging cold wind.

After a while, those people entered the inn lobby.The person walking in the front lifted his hood, revealing a pretty face.

She carried a silver-white bow on her back, and the same silver-white bow and arrow were stuck in the tube behind her.

Wanwan smiled slightly, and the people from Luoxue Palace also came.

The heroine - Sikong Yan.

Wan Wan went over to refill the tea for those people, and Gong Shisan looked at them coldly.

"You can see flies everywhere." A person covered in a cloak snorted coldly.

Gong Shisan's face was gloomy, as if the ice that would never melt in a winter night for a thousand years was enough to freeze a person to death.

A gust of wind suddenly blew past, and the chopsticks on the table flew over like lightning. They were hard and sharp, and they came straight to the face of the young man who spoke. Before he had time to react, he cut his hood in half .

A young boy's face appeared in front of everyone, his face pale and pale.

Sikong Yan frowned, turned her head and reprimanded the boy softly and severely: "Don't cause trouble."

Wan Wan calmly glanced at the new guests, stepped forward to greet them, and said, "Recently the inn rooms are half price, how many guests want to stay?"

(End of this chapter)