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Chapter 23 Monstrous Demon Lord, Your Little Fox Has Arrived
"So, how did you get caught and disfigured after that?" Wen Xiuya listened to her brother patiently, and once again caught a glimpse of her brother being caught making faces one after another, she endured it, but she still couldn't overcome her inner curiosity.

The woman's heart is revealed, and her lover's affection is obtained. Then there should be a scene full of affection. How can she be so embarrassed that there are bloody scars on her neck.

Mozun snorted coldly, his face was gloomy, and under the moonlight, his upright back was particularly bleak.

"To shut up."

The irritable Mozun grabbed the jug and drank the spirits, smashed the jug with a "snap", and the remaining wine flowed down the cracks: "First write her down in the genealogy, and I will find her back!" , get married!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the Righteous Supreme Being to speak, he got up and stepped on the simple long sword turned into a wooden hairpin, which turned into a streamer.

Wen Xiuya held up the wine glass and shook her head, and poured the wine on the ground facing the moonlight: "May I be blessed."

"Girl, you are also here to watch the ceremony." The old man's face was wrinkled and furrowed, he scooped up the syrup, and drew a little fox on the long board.

"Yes." Mo Zishu sniffed the sweet fragrance, squinted her eyes and smiled, "I've always yearned for this Longevity Festival."

"Oh, our Longevity Festival is very famous." The old man grinned and liked the smiling little girl very much, so he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Girl, you can run in the front row, you will have great luck." .”

"Yeah." Mo Zishu stared intently at the little fox in Tanghua. After getting it in his hand, he took a bite, the sweet taste melted in his mouth, and he was very happy: "Thank you, old man."

The old man waved his hand and watched the little girl wearing a half-fox mask leave. He hummed in a good mood and waited for the next guest.

The lights on the long street are brightly lit, and every household hangs red lanterns as if celebrating an important festival. The hawker stalls are full of beautiful things, and the pedestrians passing by are all wearing masks and colorful clothes. The street is full of colors, Very lively.

And now, these cheerful people are blocking the long street, pushing and squeezing, leaving a very spacious space in the middle.

This is apparently for walking purposes.

Mo Zishu stood on tiptoe, but her body was not opened, so she could only use her body skills, like a flexible fish in the water, shuttling among the bustling crowd.

Listening to the old man's words, she arrived at the front row with ease. Mo Zishu looked around excitedly, a faint pink color floated on her little face, the little fox painted by sugar had her second ear bitten off, a bit pitiful; It is full of colorful gadgets, and even the sleeves are bulging.

When she was young, she practiced martial arts at home, but when she was older, she was forced to fight in the ring, which made her addicted to martial arts, earning her the title of "Little Crazy Mohist", which everyone feared.

She has long heard that ordinary people outside the aristocratic family will actively participate in various festivals, lively and jubilant, with all kinds of gadgets and snacks. Now that she has finally eaten sweet sugar paintings, she is very curious about the upcoming activities.

"I'm coming!"

The crowd cheered, and the sound of the tide spread far away.A father put the child on his neck, and the child laughed happily; the mother hugged the child, with a smile and happiness on his face.

Mo Zishu blinked enviously, thinking of her elder brother who depended on her for life, the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

"Ding, ding, ding."

The long and clear ringtone made the girl turn her head, and she saw an extremely luxurious sedan chair slowly approaching. The sedan chair was inlaid with various treasures, delicate tassels swayed, and the rich fragrance spread all over the place.

Mo Zishu was dizzy from the smoke, and felt a little uncomfortable being squeezed in the crowd. Just as she was about to leave, suddenly a bunch of tassels broke through the wind and hit the girl's mask, and the tassels' long tail was hooked. Ears on the little fox mask.

The little fox frowned, thinking of all kinds of short story books he had read secretly, fearing that he would be caught as a bride, so he took off the tassels and threw them back into the sedan chair with his hands raised.

The cheering crowd looked at the car bottom that had been smashed into a big hole by the tassel, and suddenly there was no sound, and the silence was abnormal.

　"You little white-eyed wolf without a conscience." Big Brother Mo was heartbroken.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)