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Chapter 45 Monstrous Demon Lord, Your Little Fox Has Arrived
"Think about it, dream about it." The female prisoner smacked her lips, pierced the frostbite on her face, and sucked the blood into her mouth: "Why, can you take me out."

"Boom!" Mo Zishu casually broke open the fine iron fence, and hugged the thin sister-in-law in her arms: "Go out?"

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"Get out!" The female prisoner slapped herself fiercely, her face was numb, but tears were streaming down her face.

"Yeah." Mo Zishu tore off the clothes with one hand, wrapped them around the female prisoner indiscriminately, kicked through the dirt wall, and disappeared in front of all the sluggish guards armed with weapons. out of sight.

There was chaos in the back, some knelt down to talk about the gods, some held torches to announce, and some shot arrows.

"Hey, if you were a man, I would have thought you admired me and came here to save me." The female prisoner pulled out one of the long arrows from Mo Zishu's back, and seeing the blood spurting out, she inserted the arrow back. .

Mo Zishu smiled, rarely happy, not mocking or tired.

The female prisoner tremblingly stretched out her hand, patted and hugged her woman's smooth face, and said enviously, "That's great."

"Do you know aliens?"

"Why don't you know. I was deceived by this trick." The female prisoner squinted her eyes, holding the afterimage that was retreating quickly, with an unclear expression.

"How many do you think there are?"

"You are one, and I am one. People from Huaguo in the 22nd century, their profession is Fengshui, what about you? I found out about others because I can see a person's luck. Your luck color is different from others."

"Mo family, Mo Zishu." Mo Zishu flitted across the roofs, and finally stopped on the top of a tree: "You and my sister come from the same place."

"Coincidental." The female prisoner smiled: "Did you find out through the surge of power in other people's bodies, is there a strange power in my body?"

"you know."

"Yes." The female prisoner said calmly, brushing her hair and showing a hearty smile: "Do you like reading scripts?"

"Your husband is here." Mo Zishu knelt down, put down the cheering female prisoner, and saw her staggering into her husband's arms, smiling like a flower.

Story books, she likes to read them.

Mo Zishu rubbed her face, her teeth felt sore, she turned her head and grabbed the dead branch, only thinking of seeing Qi Zixuan again, and then rushed over to show this frightened foreign star.

Qi Zixuan, I miss you so much.

When you pretend to be Bai Wuyan, you can't get closer to me. I don't mind accepting another Bai Wuyan after accepting two husbands from the Qi family.

It's not tiring to beat her subordinates every day and slap her in the face.

"This girl."

Mo Zishu looked back and saw Wen Xiuya with a haggard complexion smiling gently. He was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, with the female prisoner winking at her behind him.

"Do you know Qi Zixuan?"

"I know." Wen Xiuya's eyes flashed with surprise and pain: "That's the younger brother, but he died young. I've been there for two or three years, girl, do you know him?"

"Boom!"

The big tree that Mo Zishu stepped on in the small courtyard was slapped off with a palm, and it was directly hit by the other family, causing a burst of exclamation and curses.

Qi!son!Xuan!
you!die!where!go!up!
"Zi Shu." The female prisoner kissed her husband, and smiled like a little mouse who stole oil: "Have you heard that the love between humans and ghosts is over?"

"Do you want to try?" Mo Zishu looked indifferent.

"No!" The female prisoner resolutely refused: "I think, maybe, the child is still alive."

　A mouthful of old blood was stuck in Mo Zishu's throat.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)