Adorable Beasts: The Peerless Demon Girl

Song Ye finally hit the ground straight, his eyes were fixed on Song Baozhu, and he couldn't rest in peace!

Song Baozhu stared at the man in black for a while, then sneered and said, "The little thing is missing? So?"

"Why come to me to howl? Either find your good apprentice Meng Yang and continue playing your master-apprentice game."

"Or go find that weird undead girl, Meng Yang's junior sister? The three of you seem to be in the same group, right?" Song Baozhu slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on her face, "What is the difference between me and you?" The deal was agreed on that day, you help me become 'Song Baotian', I help you raise those monsters, look what the hell is in my body now!"

Song Baozhu narrowed her eyes, and as she spoke, countless roots crawled out of her mouth, ears, and nose!

The appearance is very permeable.

But soon, those things burrowed back again, Song Baozhu looked at the man in black coldly, "I used my body as a breeding ground for monsters, and created that little monster Genbao, you take away the little monster, you and I Qing, don't make me feel like I'm in the same group as you."

"I thought I was the only one who could raise this root hair, but that so-called Junior Sister Meng Yang was from your side in the competition that day, right? She can control the root hair freely?" Song Baozhu seemed like a Only the poisonous snake entangled and looked at him, "In that case, why don't you ask her to raise another one for you?"

Unexpectedly, the man in black slammed the table into pieces.

"Shut up!"

"You and I can mention that lord at will!" The black-robed man suddenly became very nervous, and his voice was full of dissatisfaction, "Don't think that the Song family is destroyed at your will. Innocent, the most pitiful, those loyal subordinates of the Song family are used by you, you just have hard wings!"

grown ups?

Song Baozhu frowned slightly.

Didn't that mean she was Meng Yang's junior sister?In private, this person actually called her an adult?Interesting.

The man in black said in a cold voice, "I can expose you at will!"

"Expose me?" Song Baozhu raised her voice a little, and even couldn't help laughing, "Go ahead and tell me! Everyone in the Song family is dead! If you tell me now, who will believe you?"

"Also, I don't know what the origin of the adult you are talking about."

"You used me as a hotbed for experimenting with roots, and you didn't tell me anything other than that, don't make it seem like we are very familiar with each other now?" Song Baozhu sneered, and her clean and bright smile on weekdays disappeared at this moment. It became a sneer, like a completely different person, no, maybe this is the real her now.

"If you want me to send someone to help you find that little monster, I'm afraid it won't work now. You have also seen what's going on with our Song family."

"The door is over there, walk slowly." When the monster was cut out of her stomach, she didn't know how long it was in pain. It sucked her blood and ate her flesh every day, and she was hurt when the door was closed. Cold sweat bursts.

Even taking the refining medicine is just to get more pain-killing and injury-killing medicine for myself in a fair and honest manner.

She doesn't want to worship Yukun as her teacher, and it's not some bullshit that wants to join the fight. It's just because Yukun has a sensitive nose and a terrible sense of medicine. The medicine she takes every day is not complete. will be discovered by him.

Next to her was a tablet for a family of three.

The memorial tablets of the Song family are still fresh, oh, Song Baozhu looked at Song Ye lying on the ground, there are four of them now.

The man in black stared at her quietly, "Song Baozhu, what do you mean today, if Genbao disappears, you are not willing to conceive another Genbao?"

There was a sense of calm before the storm in his voice.

"Naturally." Song Baozhu chuckled.

The man in black sneered, and stood up with a flick of his sleeves, "Wait, Song Baozhu, within three months, you will definitely kneel down and beg me to continue helping you!"

He was so sure that Song Baozhu frowned.

But Song Baozhu didn't keep him.

"March is March." Song Baozhu rubbed the space between her brows, propping her chin with one hand, "Then let's talk about it after March." 7K 妏敩

She sat on the stool for a while.

Only then slowly sat up straight with his back supported.

She swept aside the tablets of Song's father and Song's mother, and only held the tablet inscribed with the words 'Song Baozhu' in her hand.

Fingers rolled over the tablet.

The word "bead" was erased, and she took out the carving knife, stroke by stroke, and carved the word "sweet" vigorously.

Song Baozhu stared blankly at these three words.

She remembered what she said to the tablet when she ran to the ancestral hall alone not long ago.

"Perhaps, what you said is right." Song Baozhu's voice was very soft, "I never saw it clearly."

"You tell me that father and mother are not good parents, and the right way is to leave the Song family as soon as possible."

"Staying here is not the right way for me."

There are birds fluttering their wings outside the window, flapping their wings and flying past.

She thought of that day.

It was the day when she and Song Baotian celebrated their birthdays, and countless guests were entertained at home.

No, it should be Song Baotian's birthday alone.

She was never worthy of sitting at the banquet, and she couldn't even come out of the room. Her father said she was unlucky, and her mother didn't want to look at her, and her elder brother was favored less than her sister Baotian, so he turned his head and turned his anger on her. body.

In a place where no one was watching, he kicked her heart fiercely, cursing at the same time: "Who told you to have an identical face, I will get angry just looking at you!"

But she's getting used to it.

She was even a little happy, at least when she was alone in the room, everyone was outside, and no one would scold her, let alone beat her.

It's just that when she looked out through the small window, Song Baotian, who was surrounded by stars and moon, was still in a daze for a long time.

Song Baotian was wearing a festive red dress, standing gracefully in the middle of the crowd, whether it was the Lord of Tianlong or the people of Huangyu, they all gave the Song family enough face on this day.

Her red dress.

It's really beautiful, the patterns on it are all made of gold and silver threads, and the folds of the skirt hang up, like bright flowers in full bloom.

Many congratulatory gifts were piled up around her like a hill, trying to bury her whole body in it.

Song Baozhu looked down at her sleeves. She hadn't had new clothes for many years, and the sleeves were all too short, which couldn't even cover the bruises on her arms that Song's mother wrung out.

It was the exact same face, but at that moment she didn't even dare to look at it, and closed the window in shame.

Fireworks were set off outside.

She heard everyone shouting: "Song Baotian, happy birthday!"

So she couldn't hold back, and opened a gap in the window again, and the sky was full of fireworks.

She took a second look and consciously stole some fireworks belonging to Song Baotian.

In the sound of bang bang explosions, he quietly said to himself: "Song Baozhu, happy birthday."