Chapter 78
Lan Yao's slender willow-leaf eyebrows are slightly clustered, and under her soft eyebrows are slightly cool eyes: "What the hell?"

Lan Yao said that he didn't understand a word.

Si Ming's child's compulsive answer seems to be to verify his status in Lan Yao's heart.

Si Ming's gorgeous red lips were curled up, and his treacherous dark pupils were full of morbid paranoia: "Lanlan, be good, as long as you are good..."

"Just buy you a GAI?" Lan Yao subconsciously blurted out and sang.

The gene of speech seems to be engraved in the DNA, and the brain comes out without thinking.

The picture is a bit embarrassing.

Heizi moved slightly: What is GAI?
Si Ming's sultry and sickly behavior was interrupted, and his smile seemed to be stiff but not stiff.

Lan Yao coughed, and waved his hands indifferently: "You go on, you go on."

Si Ming was in a delicate mood, but continued on.

The blood-red lips touched up and down lightly, and confided: "Lanlan, as long as you are obedient, I will give you everything.

What you said... GAI, I will also buy it for you.

As long as you stay in the backyard obediently forever, you will never..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Yao ground his teeth, and his exquisite and beautiful face was slightly distorted.

"Good sir!" Lan Yao interrupted him, rolled up his sleeves and put them in his waist, revealing two forearms as white as lotus roots.

"Shenlong doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick fish?" Lan Yao rubbed her delicate white teeth up and down, a little anxious, "You really regard the young master as your pet?!"

Lan Yao jumped angrily, getting closer to Si Ming.

He bent over, his face was carved like a sculptor, and he was closer to Si Ming: "Si Ming, please be more honest, young master!"

Under the fluttering thick eyelashes, there is a pair of extremely bright star eyes.

In the dazzling eyes, a raging flame was lit, which was extremely bright.

Lan Yao glared at him viciously: "Master is not your pet!"

Si Ming choked, and was interrupted again from casting spells.

Those gloomy and terrifying eyes, full of sickness, wished that the black energy that would trap the elf in front of him was all regarded as floating clouds by him.

Si Ming was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say.

Heizi was extremely surprised to eat melons: If ordinary people were looked at by the master with such eyes, and forced with such a terrifying tone, they would have... knelt down a long time ago.

"Heh." Lan Yao straightened up and snorted, "Hurry up and go home, teach me how to practice!"

The word "home" is too warm and moving.

Si Ming's heart trembled, and he squeezed out a voice with some difficulty: "Okay."

As for the "practicing" behind it, it was all filtered by him into air.

Lan Yao was so excited that he rubbed his hands excitedly, looking forward to it.

I don't know the difference between the martial arts in this world and the magic of flying clouds and fog in the gods——

Sikong, who was completely ignored, stepped forward unwillingly, and moved closer to Siming's side.

It was almost a physiological reaction. Si Ming tensed up his body and brain instantly.

Sanity is at stake, like stepping on the edge of a cliff.

He quickly raised his hand and grabbed Lan Yao's slender right hand that was like green onions.

Afraid that he would leave her side.

The obvious small movements were all reflected in Sikong's eyes.

Sikong curled his lips and smiled, and came to Lan Yao: "Little mermaid, do you still remember me? I am the one who brought you back."

Sikong smiled extremely confidently, his eyes were sure to win the light.

Lan Yao looked him up and down, his concentration made Si Ming wrinkle together in pain.

(End of this chapter)

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