The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

Jun Wuwang looked up at the spirit that had floated to the roof with its eyes closed, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

The extremely hungry slave was dissatisfied because his master didn't touch his head right away, so he nudged his head at his hand hanging by his side.

Jun Wuwang used his hand as a bow and flicked Fei Nu with his fingertips.

"Don't make trouble"

The flying slave flapped his wings to avoid the attack,

After taking advantage of the opportunity to eat the red insect that was still twisting its body in the food box, it flew away contentedly.

Jun Wuwang put his hands behind his back and looked mysteriously at the flying slave who was only a black dot in the sky.

Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Since he cares about these 50,000 lives...

Then these people cannot die in their own hands!

The redrawn border map is four-tenths true, three-tenths false, and the remaining three-tenths is used to mix the dirty water and throw it at the Shangmeng tribe.

Let God arrange everything...

Whether they can survive depends on their luck.

"Jun Yunting, we haven't seen each other for nine years. It's time for us to meet."

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With the appearance of the Love Bracelet, Xia Zeyuan, who had been in self-doubt for a while, finally regained his normal mood of eating,

Drink as much as you can without any hesitation.

And Jun Wuwang seemed to have deliberately forgotten everything that happened that day.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to bring up what happened that day again, nor the topic of the final outcome of the argument that ended in a mess.

Just over half a month before the Chinese New Year, people from other palaces had already started visiting each other, and joyful congratulations could be heard from the top of the walls from time to time.

The deserted East Palace remained as silent as ever.

It was as if he had really been forgotten by everyone in the palace.

Xia Zeyuan glanced at the dilapidated palace walls and sighed sadly.

"Now I know how the concubine who was banished to the cold palace went crazy."

Maybe he will have to live as a dog for the rest of his life!

I couldn't help but start to regret what I had told the system about not wanting to be a human being.

Why not be a human being?

People are still better, what can dogs do!

Nothing!

When he thought of the time when Jun Wuwang always seduced him to transform and deliberately teased him, they had a carefree time with laughter and anger.

Compared to the current state where the two of them are staring at each other in silence,

Xia Zeyuan hung his head in depression, feeling very sad.

It feels like two best friends having a fight. Even though they are still together, something is missing.

During this period, he apologized and showed weakness, but it seemed as if he could never go back to the way things were before.

Xia Zeyuan felt suffocated and uncomfortable, and scratched the floor tiles that were polished to a shine by his hair with his claws in frustration.

He also knew that Jun Wuwang was being arrogant on purpose. From the look on his face, he knew that this guy was determined to force him to transform!

It's so uncomfortable to be left out on purpose every day.

The roar of the white-haired lion, who had no way to express his grievances, seemed even more frustrated, and he simply collapsed to the ground, speechless and choking.

Oh my God, it’s not that he doesn’t want to transform, it’s just that he really can’t!

This soul would float out of the Lion's Roar every night, proving that he and the white-haired Lion's Roar could never merge together.

Moreover, he has only been in this world for less than half a year.

Even if he absorbed spiritual energy day and night, it would be impossible for him to successfully cultivate the Lion's Roar to the point of transformation when he was less than half a year old!

He is not the son of the spiritual pearl of heaven and earth.

Just as Xia Zeyuan was daydreaming, the unique sound of wheels rolling against floor tiles came from far away, and a cold male voice came from above his head.

“But it’s boring.”

"Humph!"

Xia Zeyuan pretended not to see him, turned his butt and faced Jun Wuwang with his back.

Get lost! Go wherever it’s cooler!

I'm still angry!

Finally, after thinking about it, he was so angry that he turned around and started to blame him.

"You just now realize that I'm boring?"

"I've been bored for a while now. I've already counted exactly how many floor tiles there are in the entire East Palace!"

Jun Wuwang looked amused

"Then how many floor tiles are there in total?"