Transmigration Book

Mr. Ji is worthy of being one of the most outstanding foreign spirit masters in Zhongdu mainland. The high-level foreign spirit race in his family has emerged. Even if the size is specially reduced, the small space around Murong Mingxi cannot be squeezed at all.

--Um.Mr. Ji probably didn't think it was a compliment.He looked at his own cubs who "rebelled" one after another without even accepting the benefits, and he wanted to cry without tears.After discovering that these little guys had the intention of fighting for the position next to Murong Mingxi, they were even more terrified, unable to express their suffering.

If there is a real fight, do you still want his yard?Can he still have the face of his master? ……never mind.Can't think about it.The more I think about it, the more it hurts, and the more I think about it, the more difficult it is to raise cubs, and the world is not worth it.

Mr. Ji took a deep breath, and he almost recovered his strength.

If the boys in Murong Mingxi's courtyard knew that Mr. Ji was worried about this, they would definitely laugh at Mr. Ji for thinking too much.

Fortunately, these little guys are very obedient in front of Murong Mingxi.Let the queue never run around, let the quiet never make a sound.Look at that appearance, where is the high-level foreign spirit race with great supernatural powers, it is even more cute than the pet dogs raised by little girls!

Several foreign spirit masters represented by Mr. Ji were heartbroken.

However, thanks to the blessings of the little guys staring at Murong Mingxi queuing up, the masters began to give lectures, and these Foreign Spirits were "cooperating" like never before - isn't it just showing their faces?As long as you don't disturb our incense smokers, whatever you want!

Several lectures ended perfectly, which greatly enhanced the prestige of the masters in the world, and benefited the coming spirit masters a lot.However, only God knows, the mentality of these bigwigs is about to collapse.All of them brought back the depression that Mr. Zhao felt when he first met Murong Mingxi: Is it your kid who is the master of the spirit, or us old men who are the master of the spirit?

Then came the deep jealousy towards Mr. Zhao: This bad old man just took in such a precious apprentice just because he was out of the house.With such luck, why can't they come to a dozen?

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Surrounded by the Foreign Spirit Race, Murong Mingxi returned home with a full load.And because of the amazing talent shown, and the status of Zhao's old apprentice, he has been widely sought after and paid attention to.

There are too many people to communicate with, and you can always meet a few friends with good character and like-mindedness.

Murong Mingxi was very happy.

"I know you're happy." Mo Ziqi scratched the tip of Murong Mingxi's nose in a funny way, "If you like it, we can hold some parties in our own yard some other day and invite them to come over to chat and play. Now, sleep well and have a good rest, huh?"

Murong Mingxi was wrapped in a soft quilt.Grabbing the corner of Mo Ziqi's tucked quilt, she turned to look at him.Most of his face was huddled under the quilt, only a pair of innocent eyes were exposed, "But I'm not sleepy today."

Mo Ziqi laughed angrily, "I'm so excited that I can't sleep, and what you said is quite reasonable."

Murong Mingxi blinked his eyes, pretending not to understand.Lying on the bed and cheating.

He couldn't sleep anyway.You can't force things about sleeping!Maybe if you tell him the magical stories in those secret realms again, he will calm down.

"Why didn't I realize you're such a ghost before?" Mo Ziqi flicked his forehead with his fingers.Turning his thoughts, he simply pulled away the corner of the quilt, and burrowed into Murong Mingxi's quilt.

"! You, how did you come in?!"

Murong Mingxi's cheeks blushed.His eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Ziqi in disbelief.

Mo Ziqi raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Didn't you ask me to tell you a story?"

I asked you to tell stories, but I didn't let you sleep with me!

Murong Mingxi was stunned by Mo Ziqi's upright speech.

"Could it be that in the middle of the night, you let me go back to bed in my underwear?" Mo Ziqi pointed to Murong Mingxi for the clothes he had just put on after taking a bath, "It's like a guilty conscience, and it's easy for others to think wrong." of."

Murong Mingxi didn't think about anything at first.When Mo Ziqi said this, he couldn't help but fantasize.Thoughts were being led around by Mo Ziqi like this, he didn't even notice that there was a problem, and thought it made sense.

Thinking of the vague fondness for Mo Ziqi not long ago, I felt that my face was burning with embarrassment.

□□Professional No. [-], Xiao Heigou, and new □□ Specialist No. [-], Qianhuan Tinder Flower, don't listen to him fooling around like this.One bared its teeth, and the other waved a "whip", aggressively trying to drive the invading Twolegs out of the territory.

Going out in the middle of the night makes people want to be crooked, and not going out all night makes people feel crooked, okay?What's wrong with bullying them with monsters/exotic plants who don't understand Twolegs culture?

"No nonsense." Murong Mingxi rubbed the heads of the two little ones, which were rarely bright, his thoughts had already turned into a mess, "It's so late, you have to sleep well."

The little black dog had one ear sticking out and the other half resting on his forehead, tilting his head in a daze: "... Huh?"

The vines of Qianhuan Tinder Flower rolled up all around to say hello, also confused: "???"

Didn't Xixi say she couldn't sleep?Why are you going to sleep again now? [Zai Zai is wronged, but Zai Zai has nowhere to say it]

Mo Ziqi looked at the three main pets who were all in a daze, his eyelashes drooped, and he chuckled softly.