Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 100
This is Natsume Soseki's sentence, she can't remember what the original words were, it's probably because Orientals are very reserved and rarely say "I love you", just saying "the moonlight is beautiful tonight" is enough.

Mu Anan rubbed his forehead, only to feel a headache that was unbearable.

The top priority is to get Xuanyan's soul back, but...she still doesn't know how deep the ghost pretending to be Sima Qingyang is, and if she rushes to snatch the soul, she might catch herself too.

I still remember the warning from the system - if the hero dies, the points will be halved.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Mu An'an: "..."

What kind of day is this, why is there no normal person?

"You are dead." After a long silence, she said softly.

"Wow, An'an, you are heartless, but I brought you back from the cave! You don't care about me!" Qu'er said angrily, with the determination of "If you don't care about me, I will kill myself".

"Oh, are you hurt?" She said lightly.

"Not yet, but Sima Qingyang was scratched by the little bun, and there was a strange red light..." Qu'er hung on Mu An'an's body, and the boy's voice was clear and clear.

"You're not hurt, just say a ball of yarn. Besides, let me go, I don't want to be friends with a person who hasn't showered for more than 700 years." Mu An'an said indifferently.

"..." Qu'er silently let go of Mu An'an who was exuding air-conditioning, "I'm just locked at the entrance of the underworld of the Supreme Abyss, with nowhere to clean up."

"Forget it, it's fine, but your missing body is more pleasing." Mu An'an stroked Qu'er's head, the boy's hair was still a little hard, tightly tied, not as pure as it appeared on the surface.On the other hand, Daoist Qingzhu's long black hair is like silk and satin, which looks and feels very good.

His mind must be as soft as his hair.

Qu'er pursed her lips and smiled like an innocent child, "It's good that you don't get angry, ah, by the way, Daoist Qingzhu called you over!"

"Why did he call me?" Mu An'an said, but obediently put away the broom and dustpan, stepped on the sword and set off for a long journey.

"Little Baozi, you are satisfied now." Qu'er said to the custard bun sitting on the roof that had just transformed.

The little girl snorted coldly and pouted, "If we go like this, An An won't be able to see Qingzhu bathing, right?"

There is still a bit of complaint in the immature childish voice.

Qu'er shrugged with a smile, "Origination and extinction, how can we interfere?"

"No, An'an is that clean freak, no one can change this fact!"

"Okay, okay! Everything you said is right!" Qu'er nodded helplessly.

Above, from a rabbit and an orange cat.

Let's say that when Mu Anan Yujian arrived at the room where Qingzhu usually took a nap, she saw light smoke curling up in the courtyard, hazy and quiet. She frowned, it seemed too quiet?
Didn't you say that Uncle Master was looking for her for something?
She walked to the door of Qing Zhu's room, rubbed her hands excitedly, and suppressed her breath.All these years, she has always wanted to see what the house of the deadly cleanliness looks like, but Daoist Qingzhu forbids everyone from entering his house, and even entering the yard must be disinfected in all aspects.

Anyway, if you're not here, it shouldn't matter...

Not knowing Qingzhu's room design very well, she dangled in front of the two doors, not knowing which one to open.

She sank into her dantian, took a deep breath, gathered her strength in her palm, and pushed it cleverly!
　It's the weekend, let's make waves!
　　Hahahahahaha!

　　I also need to write a [-]-word review and memorize more than [-] ancient essays.

　　Film a meeting, run a club campaign.

　　So happy.

　　Oh.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)