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Chapter 144 Chivalrous and Soft (8)

【…】Where am I not honest when I am riding a horse?

I am the most handsome and honest in the system spirit world.

"Hehe~ You think it yourself." A little thing who is always shady, dare to say that he is upright.

When you say integrity, you insult the word integrity.

【…】Feng Wu gritted his teeth, glanced at Luo Xing, and said with a moaning voice: 【Look at the tree, the handsome mission target father is looking down at you. 】I'll show you the truth today, hum.

There are not many good system spirits like him left, and we don’t know how to cherish them.

Poor little girl, you will lose me sooner or later.

"Then lose it quickly." Judging from the previous missions, Feng Wu has no effect except for always making sarcastic remarks.

[You...] Feng Wu's anger dropped.

Luo Xing smiled, blinked, raised his head, and crashed into a flirtatious red dress.

The breeze blew, and the red and gold-woven clothes were blown up by the wind, like rolling waves, with a kind of aura, Luo Xing seemed to be able to hear the background music with a kind of aura.

It's like the scene where a big boss appears in a TV series, people's eyes can't help but focus on him, and they can't move away.

The young man on the tree was looking down. The mole on the left corner of his eye added a bit of softness to his delicate and handsome face. His baby face had a kind of innocence that did not hide the world.

Probably because he didn't expect Luoxing to look up, the bottle in his hand shook, and the red powder fell down one after another.

Luo Xing dodged quickly, covered his mouth and nose, the powder fell, and the group of people who were chasing after him sneezed wildly.

When there was no more powder, Luo Xing knelt down and picked up a little powder in his hand to see, it was chili powder.

Chili powder is the whole person...

"..." In fact, the people in the Devil's Cult are a bunch of weirdos.

Luo Xing was no stranger to Sikong Ling. He was the left protector of the Demon Cult. He often caused troubles outside. He spent much longer time outside than in the Demon Cult.

Their words and deeds are very different from the Demon Cultists in Yuan Luoxing's memory.

At this time, Sikong Ling was smiling mischievously on the tree, which broke the impression he gave at first glance. He was like a child who succeeded in playing a prank, enjoying the joy of the moment of success.

Luo Xing's head was a little big, and the word "trouble" kept circulating in his mind.

She hurried away now, pretending that she didn't hear about the mission, not knowing if it was too late.

【That's too late. ] Feng Wu once again reminded with integrity.

He wants to restore his image, he is an upright system spirit.

"..." I just thought about it.

Feng Wu: […]

After the person on the tree sprinkled the chili powder, he threw away the bottle in his hand, acting obediently, as if he wasn't the one who sprinkled the chili powder just now.

He suddenly jumped down from the tree, his red robes rustling. If he hadn't sprinkled the chili powder just now, it would have been amazingly beautiful.

The people below just followed Luoxing's movement of raising their heads to look up. Seeing this scene, the expressions on their faces suddenly became helpless. They moved their positions repeatedly to prevent the person who jumped off from falling.

With a sound of 'Boom~', several big and three thick men were smashed to pieces, and Sikong Ling who was caught was still pouted in aggrieved way, "It hurts so much."

Luo Xing felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at her. The mission goal this time was a little...cute.

Yuan Luoxing and Sikong Ling only met each other in the Devil's Cult. Apart from knowing that he looks like a child, he doesn't know anything about his personality.

The young man who had brainwashed Luo Xing before, Yao Yun, who weaved golden magic characters, flashed to Sikong Ling, he helped him up, and asked warmly, "A Ling, are you alright, where did you fall?"

"The whole body fell, and the whole body hurts." Shui Lingling blinked twice, and two lines of tears fell, just like the tap water switch, once it was turned on, it couldn't be turned off.

Keyun has a headache, so you just jump off the tree and you'll be fine?

It's like this every time, why can't I have a longer memory?
Luo Xing also had a headache looking at it, and moved his footsteps slightly, slowly moving away from the group of them.

This mission target is absolutely untouchable, and she still has 36 strategies to go with it.

Fat Mouse saw it, rubbed his little hands, and chirped in Sikong Ling's ear.

Master, stop crying and clean up the bad woman.

Sikong Ling was reminded by Fat Mouse, thinking of his purpose, wiped the tears off his face, and rushed towards Luoxing.

His movement of running didn't look like he was hurt at all.

"You stop, don't run."

Grandma's voice gives people a very bullying feeling.

Luo Xing only took a few steps when she was quickly thrown to the ground by a heavy object, and her eyes were flooded with bright red.

Luo Xing moved her hand, and the huge force made her unable to move.

"..." She seemed to know what it was like to be held down and unable to move.

Sikongling sat on Luoxing's waist and held down her hand, Fat Mouse jumped off his shoulder, and stomped on Luoxing's face with his little feet.

Stepping on and twisting his buttocks at the same time, as if he had won some kind of victory.

Luo Xing: "..." She doesn't understand Fat Rat's world.

After stepping on it for a while, the fat mouse jumped back onto Sikong Ling's shoulder, chattering something, Sikong Ling nodded frequently, then let go of Luo Xing's hand, took out an oiled paper bag from his bosom and fed it to the fat mouse up.

One person and one mouse looked like close friends.

Luo Xingshen took a deep breath, and discussed with Sikong Ling, "You can feed the fat rat, but can you get off of me first?"

Sikong Ling was immersed in his own world, completely ignoring others.

Luoxing took a deep breath, and then took another breath.

This is my mission goal, so I can't fight it.

Can't hit... a ghost.

Luo Xing suddenly reached out and grabbed Sikong Ling's hand that was feeding the fat rat. With a pull and a shake, he flew out of her body, hit the tree with his body, and there was a crisp bone cracking sound.

Luo Xing's face froze, isn't it so unlucky?
So much strength, so weak?
She thought that the body she was using now was weak, maybe not as fragile as Sikong Ling.

Aren't all people in the Jianghu resistant to falling and beating?

[…] Are you afraid that you have misunderstood people from the Jianghu?

You threw people out with such great strength, it's not bad if you didn't fall to pieces.

Luo Xing shielded Feng Wu, she only used seven points of strength just now, and she didn't have the strength to die, so she didn't accept criticism.

She got up, and when she looked back, she saw a certain boy who had been thrown out by her lying on the ground, unable to move, crying with a sad expression on his face.

Yao Yun ran over, with one hand on his hips, and the other pointing at Luo Xing, trembling slightly.

The slight trembling was because he couldn't beat the woman in front of him, and he was a little afraid that the falling star would throw him out and hit a tree.

Yaoyun's eyes widened, "Xia Xia, how could you bully our Zuo Guardian like this?"

As soon as Yao Yun opened his voice, the others immediately picked up the conversation.

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