Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

"It's just an old problem. Dad is used to it, so it doesn't matter what he does... Huh?"

Marquis Jingting was afraid that his daughter would be deeply affected. His words of comfort were normal, and his expression gradually paused. At that moment when he felt his legs and feet, the long-term pain in his kneecaps suddenly subsided.

Marquis Jingting slowly raised his eyes, and even the muscles on his cheeks were faintly twitching.

"This, this?"

"It should be almost done, but it still needs to be rested and warmed up."

After he stretched out his hand and waved it over a row of silver needles, all the silver needles that had been placed together disappeared, which made Marquis Jingting feel astonished.

"I will write a prescription to the doctor in the mansion later. It will take more than half a year."

Marquis Jingting seemed to finally react, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead: "Okay, okay!"

I was so excited that I was a little incoherent.

"She is really daddy's precious daughter!"

Seeing Marquis Jingting taking a few deep breaths and then unable to restrain the corners of his mouth rising, Bai Nuannuan felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

Like sweet preserves, it slowly penetrates into every corner of my heart.

The coachman outside set up the pull rope, and the horse stopped in pain and was stable.

Marquis Jingting couldn't wait to get out of the carriage, and even the waiter didn't react.

After landing on the ground, Marquis Jingting took two steps forward anxiously. Although his body was still a little unstable, the unbearable pain in his knees was relieved.

Stepping on the bench that had been prepared by the servants in the mansion, Bai Nuannuan jumped down anxiously and stepped forward to support Marquis Jingting.

Half angry and half happy: "Dad!"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from far ahead, carrying a bit of excited joy.

The moment Bai Nuannuan raised her head, that familiar feeling instantly lingered in her heart. Her whole body seemed to be trapped by the spell, and she couldn't even move a single step.

The sour and aggrieved thoughts were mixed together in a complicated way, causing Bai Nuannuan's breathing to become stagnant, and the tip of his nose suddenly became sore: "Mother."

Just like that, Mrs. Hou's eyes turned red and she hurriedly walked down the stone steps.

Bai Nuannuan was carefully held by Mrs. Hou's actions. After feeling the coldness in her palms, Mrs. Hou wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said quickly: "Stop standing here, let's all go in and talk."

"it is good."

Without half a minute of hesitation.

Wu Qinglan, who acted obediently like a decoration throughout the whole process: He missed the wolf a little bit.

Although Marquis Jingting is a member of the Tian family royal family, the courtyard of the Marquis's mansion is not as wealthy as the imperial city as Bai Nuannuan thought.

I can't find anything wrong with it, and it doesn't disgrace the Marquis's family.

The moment she sat down, Bai Nuannuan frowned, suddenly feeling unaccustomed to the feeling of being empty in her arms.

He turned his head and asked Wu Qinglan, who had been so bored from now on that he was picking the petals in the porcelain vase: "Where is Baize?"

Wu Qinglan, who was suddenly questioned, looked confused and asked confidently: "Sister, did you just remember that you have a wolf now?"

"How can senior sister's own spiritual pet come to ask me? How can I know if it's not mine?"

It was a bit strange and not quite right. Bai Nuannuan listened to it again.

"What did you say?"

Maybe it was because the questioning and warning in her eyes couldn't be concealed, so Wu Qinglan's words deftly turned around.

"Is that the spiritual pet next to Senior Sister? It looks just like Senior Sister. It is intelligent and extraordinary. How could it get lost so easily?"

At the Eight Immortals table, Marquis Jingting, who was sitting at the head of the table, was pulling Mrs. Hou. Whenever he thought about the possibility of recovering from the pain in his foot, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Suddenly hearing this, Marquis Jingting himself said: "?"

I have never seen someone change his face so quickly!

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On the city wall of the capital, the last trace of skylight in all directions was dispersed, and the ink-black night suddenly fell, bringing with it a cold autumn wind.

Under the high wall, the people had already rested. Occasionally, a few lamps and candles were lit, and there were a few whispers.

The soaring snow fox nimbly landed on the ground and transformed into a human being. The nine fluffy snow-white tails behind it were like sharp blades. Without looking back, it killed the evil demon who tried to sneak attack.

Like the wind and the remaining clouds, the powerful demonic energy quickly dispersed. After a few screams, the alley fell into complete silence.

The snow fox transformed into a human, with the most charming appearance, and there was a bit of evil in the eyebrows and eyes.

He wiped the blood stains on his hands accidentally in disgust, and then he opened his legs and avoided the pile of bloody limbs on the ground.

He quietly came under the city wall, glanced disdainfully, jumped up, and landed firmly.

"Owner."

The moon is like running water, pouring down all over the ground.

A black brocade robe is hidden in it, with a vermilion and white jade belt around her waist, and an exquisite white jade waist pendant hanging on it shining slightly with a bright white light.

Xuehu glanced briefly and then lowered his head.

The waistband has been pinched with magic spells, which others cannot tell, but Xuehu can clearly see the evil dragon carved on it.

This is proof of the identity of the Demon Lord.

Xuehu thought badly more than once, if Tiandao Palace suddenly discovered one day that the eldest disciple he had worked so hard to cultivate was the new demon lord that he wanted to kill, how beautiful would that look be?

"Have you checked it out?"

The man's cold and deep voice sounded faintly.

Xue Hu continued: "Those evil monsters were all summoned from the Blood Hell, and my subordinates have almost cleaned them up."

"The dragon and phoenix are being hidden in a mass grave seven hundred miles away, and the body of Concubine Yun is also buried in the imperial mausoleum not far away."

The snow fox thought that this was a troublesome matter, and the murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the pair of foxes, and their fingers were slightly bent into claws: "Does the master need his subordinates to kill the pair of dragons and phoenixes directly?"

The next moment, eyes like broken ice and quenched jade suddenly fell on him, her pale lips pursed, and her eyebrows furrowed.

"You only know how to fight and kill?"

The murderous intent in the snow fox's eyes suddenly froze, and the beautiful fox blinked, showing some confusion.

If you don't kill...

The clever Snow Fox quickly replied: "Does the master want to keep the pair of dragon and phoenix to cultivate demons?"

The dragon and phoenix keep their own yin and yang.

If you keep them, you might be able to train two generals for future attacks on the world of cultivation!

For a moment, Xuehu could not help but be in awe of his master.

He is worthy of being the conscientious Demon Lord of their Demon Realm, thinking about everything for the great cause of rejuvenation!

As the master of spiritual pets, Fu Xianzhi:?

Where did this idiot come from?

What are you thinking about?

"Song Qingnuan is afraid that he already knows about Long Fengzi. The two of them can't resist the demon. You go and kill this person first."

Hearing this, Xuehu raised his head in disbelief and asked almost silently.

He was afraid that Song Qingnuan wouldn't be able to resist, so why wasn't the master afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist?

Snow Fox feels wronged.

Fu Xianzhi slowly let out a sigh of relief, rubbed his browbones with his knuckles, and his cold voice was filled with impatience.