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"You are confused!!!"

She pounced on Shi Yan again.

It wasn't until Shi Yan took the handkerchief from Bai Xiaoxiao and wiped her face clean that the fetal Tibetan mandala looked a little better.

But she still looks like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law.

But... from the girl's sobbing and crying, Shi Yan probably understood the meaning of the girl's crying.

Just like Yun Yi said.

"It's different from Hua Zitian."

"The Lord of the Great Freedom, the supreme Demon Happy Heaven in the Outer Heaven, has almost no interest in the mortal world."

"It is rumored that...only a saint-like existence personally invited her."

"Happy geniuses will get excited and come to the world to play."

Um...

Shi Yan looked at the gleaming row of innate luck on his character attribute panel.

In addition to [Tao Heart Immortality], there are actually a lot of luck related to saints, [Orphans of Saints], [Cleansing Heart and Asking Body], [Inheritance of Saints], [Purple Qi East]... from In terms of judgment, I am more saintly than a saint.

At the same time—

Such as [Devil's Abandoned Girl], [Six Ways of Demon Cultivator], [Devil's Fortune] and other demonic fortunes, I have not lost any of them.

Coaxing the crying girl, Shi Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

The Taizang Mandala could only sob and comfort himself with words like 'it's all here'.

It's... It's not that the teacher's words are too fragrant.

She didn't let go of her teacher's words... let go.

Looking at the mark on Shi Yan's neck that smelled like a pure color mandala, which only the demon could see, the Taizang Mandala wanted to bite on it immediately and make a new mark.

Teacher Yan is mine! ! !

"Then... are you really happy?"

"Of course!"

"Do you recognize the Pure Color Mandala?" Shi Yan's expression was serious.

"That little bitch!" Looking at the saliva on Shi Yan's neck, the Taizang Mandala was about to explode.

"Huh!?" Xia Xia hummed softly.

She doesn't care if Lele is some kind of alien demon, children are not allowed to swear.

Where did I learn these... these weird curse words.

After being hummed by Xia Xia, Taizang Mandala covered her butt in disbelief, and the dull hair on her forehead withered.

"That... that bad guy!"

The more Shi Yan looked at it, the more he felt that the girl in his arms didn't look like some kind of celestial demon, but more like some kind of cute thing.

But... she also gradually believed in the words of the Taizang Mandala.

"Then... can you defeat her?" This is what Shi Yan is most concerned about right now.

I escaped from the "Taixu Secret Realm", but I also cut off most of the seals of Huale Tianmo.

If she was allowed to escape, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Of course!" Taizang Mandala proudly puffed out her small chest, "I...I have ten thousand ways to defeat her!"

"For example?" Shi Yan raised his eyebrows.

"I...I can ignore her natural talent."

"In my domain, she's a flannel ball!"

do not know why.

Obviously a very powerful ability.

But in Shi Yan's fantasy, there appeared a picture of two little girls whose cultivation had been suppressed, and then they rolled over and fought together.

In the end, the little girl in front of her, relying on her rich 'experience', held the head of the Pure Color Mandala, biting and crying the scene of the Pure Color Mandala winning.

"You...what do you mean by that look in your eyes!" The stupid hair on the forehead of the fetal Tibetan mandala stood up.

"Do you not believe me!"

"I'll go with you now and show you that guy crying!"

"It's a deal~"

"Hey..." The fetal Tibetan mandala was stunned.

I...have I been calculated?

part.260 Master, I have become... so strange [One update 2k5]

Being carried sideways by Shi Yan and running wildly, Taizang Mandala hadn't even woken up from that trance state.

I...have I been calculated?

She remembered the fragments of the translucency mandala that she overheard when she woke up last time.

"Damn it...you plot against me..."

"You're counting on me again..."

"You're plotting against me again..."

"Obviously I used to be so good to you..."

Vaguely, Taizang Mandala seemed to understand that guy's feelings.

"Humans... are really too cunning!"

sizzle-

She licked it again.

Ok.

Sweet, even a little creamy.

"Really...uh...too cunning!"

"Mmm... sweet!"

Sly is sly, but she is just too sweet.

Press it, the devil's heart is pressed.

Xia Xia looked at the fetal Tibetan mandala that was carried away by her sister, how should I put it... It looked like a full-length doll that was copied under the armpit by her sister.

Well, that should be the word.

She had seen it when she went to West Market last time.

Xia Xia almost wanted to order one, but in the end... she gave up resentfully after discovering that it was her own property.

She touched her cheek lightly.

Where the fingertips touch, there seems to be a little sweet fragrance.

Although my sister is very busy.

But... my sister still remembers herself, that's fine.

My sister came back this time, she must have the big task of 'saving the common people'.

I just need to quietly pray for my sister, and then wait for my sister to return safely.

Running wildly with the fetal Tibetan mandala, Shi Yan soon found the little Pixiu who was aggrieved and playing with gold in the backyard.

The girl felt aggrieved.

A golden jade-like tail swung back and forth under the skirt behind her.

Ever since that stinky idiot with a strange devilish smell came to the teacher's house, little Pixiu obviously felt that he had lost a share of the pampering he had received.

But...she just can't grab it yet.

Because he is a 'good boy'.

The girl's soft, white feet were paired together.

That idiot also came for sister Shi Yan.

And... she was really miserable when she came.

Recalling the miserable appearance of that stinky idiot when she was brought back to the teacher's house by sister Yaya, little Pixiu seemed not so angry anymore.

Just a little...a little bit.

billions of points.

Suddenly, little Pixiu wrinkled his nose.

The girl's bright jade-colored eyes lit up.

Sister Shiyan is back.

She raised her head, looked at Shi Yan who hurried back, and was about to throw herself into Shi Yan's arms.

It's just... the girl stopped in the middle of her trot.

She saw the fetal Tibetan mandala in Shi Yan's arms.

The girl was puffed up, her eyes stared fiercely at the fetal Tibetan mandala.

Rather than being angry, it felt more like being cute to Shi Yan.

She couldn't help but pinched the little Pixiu's soft face, then took out a piece of ancient jade from her bosom and fed it.

The fetal Tibetan mandala also stared at the little Pixiu.