Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 691 Sword Cultivator's Wife Is Of course A Sword
Ning Ning stood here struggling, but Bai Luobo was attracted by the weird shadow puppet show on the other side. Her childlike heart, she ran over and squeezed into the crowd to join in the fun.

"Hey, Bai Luobo, don't walk around alone!" Ning Ning was afraid that Bai Luobo would be lost as a child, so she hurriedly followed.

Bai Luobo was a small person, so he squeezed into the crowd in no time, and disappeared. Ning Ning was still standing on the periphery, struggling to pick through the crowd.

"Please step aside...thank you." Ning Ning bowed her head and huddled past someone, she would say thank you until her hand touched a piece of white cloth, "Please let me go..."

She stared at the white cloth beside her hand, her voice stopped abruptly, but only for a second, she turned around and walked in another direction.

The man's slightly cold hand grabbed her wrist, preventing her from taking another step.

"Where does the girl want to go?"

The voice behind him was as flat as ever, and very polite, but a polite man would never grab a girl's hand casually.

Even with a mask on her face, Ning Ning didn't dare to turn her head back. She tried to move her hand, but she couldn't pull it out, so she could only say: "Please let me go, my lord."

"There are mixed fish and dragons here, and the girl is thin and weak. I am worried that the girl will be knocked down by someone who doesn't have eyes."

Why didn't she find out that he was warm-hearted before?
At this moment, Ning Ning had already recalled in his mind that after she appeared in front of him once in human form, he said indifferently that if he saw her appear in human form again, he would chop her into several pieces and put them in the sword bag things here.

She didn't know what level of cultivation he had reached now, but it was obvious that she was a weak chicken who woke up after sleeping for ten years, and was no match for him at all.

His ideas are always different from ordinary people, but what Ningning can be sure of is that she doesn't want to be split into several pieces.

"There's a shadow puppet show!" Two monsters, a male and a female, walked together at this moment, and the female monster screamed happily, and ran over grabbing the male monster.

Their actions were reckless, and when they were about to run into Ning Ning, before Ning Ning had time to back off, there was already a hand around her waist behind her, pulling her into a firm and strong embrace.

With a "click", the candied haws in her hand fell to the ground.

Compared with her thin body, his figure was much taller, and she fell into his arms, and the youthful, adult man's aura that had faded away wrapped her around her, making her dazzled for a moment .

His faint voice sounded from above her head, "As I said, the girl is thin and will be hit by people."

The folk customs of the demon world are open, even if there are men and women chatting on the street, it will not make others feel conspicuous.

Ning Ning stumbled and said, "Many, thank you..."

She tried to break free from his arms, but failed. Ning Ning could be said to be on the verge of crying. Never before had she felt that ten years was really a long time. The foolish teenagers have learned how to flirt with girls!
One hand slowly raised her chin, and his slender fingers caressed the mask on her face. His movements were very gentle, without a hint of force, but somehow Ning Ning couldn't help but swallow. Drooling, she always felt that his hands were touching her skin through the cold mask.

His voice was hoarse, "Although I know you are right not to come to me, watching you leave in front of me still makes me feel unbearable."

(End of this chapter)