Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 152 [Shenjun's little turtle] Let's be a demon king

Wen Queyu hooked Jiang Youpan's clothes with his fingers, pulled him down, and said in a low voice, "Bend down a little."

Jiang Yousi didn't know what Wen Queyu wanted to do, but he still bent down obediently to look at her.

Wen Queyu's fingers immediately ran along the brows of his frown, bit by bit smoothing away the displeasure of the mighty and powerful God-lord in front of her. She asked, "Why are you unhappy again?"

Xiwu was far away, and didn't hear what Shenjun was saying.

All I saw was the little girl wearing a light-colored skirt, standing upright, gently stroking Shenjun's face with her fingers.

This scene is so harmonious that it is almost weird, Qiwu almost forgot that standing in front of the little girl is a god who can kill half of the devil world by one person, let alone that the god is the heart of all women in the world is like a block of ice that cannot be covered general presence.

"Do you think the picture is quite beautiful?"

Xi Wu nodded, this picture is indeed a bit beautiful, Xi Wu never knew that the Divine Lord has such a tender side, "It's so beautiful. Huh?! Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince?!"

Song Yuxun smiled brightly. He put his hand on Qi Wu's shoulder and pointed at the two people standing there. There was some ridicule in his words. He smiled and said, "It seems that I have never heard of Shenjun before. Have you ever had anyone you like, and where did this girl come from?”

Xiwu thought for a while, and then replied, "It was brought back from Xuanwu Cave by Shenjun."

Song Yufan nodded and stopped asking any more questions.

Standing next to Xiwu, squinting a pair of fox eyes, watching Wen Queyu who was making a move on the god.

For the first time, Wen Queyu felt that she could still live in such a majestic manner. When she thought about it, she felt that she was weird, so she just moved her hands, just moved her hands!The god is not angry anymore, who else is there!Just ask who else can do her level?

She was feeling proud in her heart when her arm was pulled in his direction by Jiang Youbo's sudden movement.

Jiang Yousi didn't use much force, but just wanted to attract Wen Queyu's attention.

But Wen Queyu took advantage of the situation and rushed towards him, then reached out and hugged Jiang Youbi's waist.

He still read in his mouth, "Ah, Yuyu fell down! It's better to be hugged by the god!"

Anyone with a discerning eye who touches porcelain can see it at a glance.

But Shenjun was silent for a while, and then said to Wen Queyu, "Be the devil."

Wen Queyu was a little stunned, "Huh? Didn't you promise to be a Demon Lord from the beginning?"

Jiang Yousi didn't speak any more.

Seeing Shenjun's expression, Wen Queyu felt a little strange again, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

One of the prerequisites for becoming a Demon Lord has been found by two people invisibly. The playful Aladdin magic lamp is in the clothes of Wenqueyu. The other prerequisite is to be able to fight , beaten until people dare not refute and dare not object again.

In the world of martial arts, only ruthlessness cannot be broken.

Qiwu looked at the man standing next to him, and felt that the comments made by the heavens about the Crown Prince might not be so correct. They said that the Crown Prince lost his ambition by playing with things. He was not doing anything right on weekdays. He was either playing or on the way to play. .

But he always felt that the prince seemed to be hiding something.

As soon as this idea entered his mind, his eyes were dark and he passed out.

Song Yuxun turned into Qiwu. He looked at Wen Queyu who was sitting in the room with one hand holding his chin and the other hand holding a pen practicing calligraphy. He lowered his eyes. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes It landed on the white hosta stuck in her hair.

There seemed to be sheets of white snow in front of his eyes.

It seemed to see the girl leaning against the door waiting for something.

Heard a fluttering sound falling in the wind.

"Then go to die."

(End of this chapter)