Whose cub is the teacher pregnant with?

The little thing who claimed to be my uncle was frightened by Nuo Ning's spiritual fire and changed his mouth. He held Yan Jingfeng's fingers tremblingly and said: "You, you live in my house without my permission. Don’t you think you’ve gone too far if you want to set my uncle on fire!”

Nuo Ning put away the spirit fire on her finger and said jokingly: "You said that the ruined temple is yours, did you write your name?"

The little paper man poked his head, and said triumphantly: "Of course it was written, how could my uncle's family not write his name~"

"Oh?" Nuo Ning became interested: "You said you wrote it, where did you write it?"

The little paper man stretched out his flat arm, pointed to the corner of Nuo Ning, and said triumphantly: "The name of my uncle is written on the back of the haystack, hurry up and see!"

Nuo Ning didn't feel repulsed by such an arrogant little thing. She got up and walked over to push aside the haystack, only to see a word written in soot on the back—【朝】.

Nuo Ning pondered for a moment, then said: "North Korea?"

The little paper figurine patted Yan Jingfeng's finger angrily and said, "It's not the court's court, it's Chaoyang's court!"

It looks very cute with its angry look, the three ink dots are crowded together, and it looks very angry: "This uncle is the first ray of sunrise in the world, ancient gods and demons! You young people who read the book wrong The name of the uncle, hey! When I recover from Yuanqi, I will tell you all to go to see the King of Hades!"

As soon as the words were finished, the little paper man saw Nuo Ning turned his head, the spiritual fire in his hand was several times larger than the small one just now, and the entire palm of his hand was covered with silvery white flames.

Little paper man: "!!!!!!"

Nuo Ning asked him: "Are you still arrogant?"

The little paper man hurriedly shook his head: "Don't be arrogant, don't be arrogant, my uncle has no heart, no eyes, please let me go!"

Nuo Ning withdrew her spirit fire, got up and walked over to look at the little paper figurine, who was only the length of a finger, and said, "We are just passing by here for the night, and we will leave at dawn tomorrow. This ruined temple is still yours, and no one is here." Grab it with you."

The little paper figurine hugged Yan Jingfeng's finger and looked at Nuo Ning in disbelief: "Really? You really don't want to rob my temple?"

Nuo Ningxin said that there is nothing to grab in this ruined temple of yours. It leaks wind in winter and rain in summer. Fortunately, the weather is fine these days, otherwise they wouldn't live in such a place.

"Don't worry, I will never snatch you." Nuo Ning said, "We will only live in that corner tonight, and we must leave tomorrow."

The little paper man turned his head to look at the blankets that had been laid, then at Nuo Ning and Yan Jingfeng, and said after a moment of deliberation: "Well, I will allow you to live in my house, and you must leave early tomorrow morning. No!"

Nuo Ning smiled and said, "Understood."

Yan Jingfeng took the little paper man to the haystack and put it down.

The little paper man climbed up the haystack and looked back to watch Yan Jingfeng leave. His two small eyes like ink dots rolled around, and finally got into the haystack as if thinking of something.

Yan Jingfeng returned to Nuo Ning, and asked rather puzzled: "Why didn't you burn it?"

Such a noisy little monster, if he was in the Kunlun realm, he would have been eaten alive a long time ago, so how could he keep shouting "my uncle, my uncle" endlessly.

Nuo Ning said with a smile: "We are also outsiders after all, and we should not conflict with it due to emotion and reason."

Yan Jingfeng sighed: "Just because it wrote its name on the wall, you say that this ruined temple belongs to it?"

Nuo Ning didn't mind: "It doesn't matter, anyway, we will leave tomorrow, as long as it doesn't make trouble at night."

Seeing that Nuo Ning didn't care at all, Yan Jingfeng sighed helplessly. After adding some firewood to the brazier, she guarded Nuo Ning. Both of them were tired after a long day's work.

After nightfall, the surrounding area is much quieter.

There were many mosquitoes in the wilderness, and Yan Jingfeng sprinkled some insect repellent powder around the blanket, and fell asleep leaning against the wall.

In the middle of the night, the firewood in the brazier had been burned out, only a few wisps of blue smoke and red sparks were still flickering, and it looked extraordinarily peaceful in the silent night.

At this moment, a small head with three ink dots was drilled out of the haystack. It carefully crawled out of the haystack and looked at Nuo Ning and Yan Jingfeng who were sleeping on the opposite side.

Yan Jingfeng leaned against the wall with her sword in her arms and bowed her head to sleep, while Nuo Ning was lying on the blanket with a thin quilt covering her body.

Even in this kind of wilderness, Nuo Ning had to cover her pillow with a quilt so that she could sleep peacefully.

The little paper figurine 'Xixiu' jumped to the ground. It was small and light, and it made no sound when it walked on the ground. We only saw it gradually approaching the two of them, jumping over the insect repellent powder, and landed lightly on the blanket.

The three little ink spots looked triumphantly at Nuo Ning, who was lying and sleeping, and walked over on tiptoe, only to see that it opened its hands and was about to hug Nuo Ning's wrist. Just as it was about to approach, a gust of cold wind hit her. Come!

A long sword flashed in front of the little paper figurine, separating it from Nuo Ning.

Yan Jingfeng looked at the little paper man acting as a monster with cold eyes, as if his eyes would tear it into pieces in the next second.

The little paper figurine opened its mouth tremblingly: "Ben Da—uh!!!!"

Before it could speak, Yan Jingfeng grabbed it, covered its mouth, got up and walked out of the ruined temple holding it.

Walking to the river, Yan Jingfeng held the little paper figurine's feet and said coldly: "I have long seen that you have good intentions. I thought you were trying to be a monster, but you are a pervert."

The little paper hangs upside down angrily and said: "You can't insult me, my man is handsome and suave, Yuxuan looks better than Pan An, why do you guys say I'm a pervert!"

Most importantly, it is not a ghost!

Yan Jingfeng snorted: "Insult? Not only do I want to insult you now, I also want to kill you!"

The little paper man shuddered all over and shouted at her: "You can't kill me, you are also a demon, if you kill me, then you will never enter the demon world!"

Yan Jingfeng looked at it coldly with black eyes: "You know?"

The little paper man said: "My uncle already knew it when he held your finger. For the sake of being a member of the demon clan, I don't care about your rudeness. Put me down!"

Yan Jingfeng sneered: "Since you already know, I can't keep you in this world."

Little paper man: "!!!!"

Why is this Demon Race so arrogant! ! ! ! !

Seeing that Yan Jingfeng was about to show his sword, the little paper man hurriedly shouted: "You can't kill me, I am an ancient demon god, the first ray of the rising sun, you can kill me, you can't kill thousands of people at once!" Thousands of times!"

The little paper man is still thumping: "The Chiyang Sect imprisoned me for thousands of years without losing a single bit of my spiritual power. If you dare to destroy this piece of paper body, I will crush you even in the ends of the earth. Ten thousand pieces of corpse!!! Whoa, whoever is not afraid of death, come here, my uncle will take you!"

As it said, it hung upside down and gestured a few times, but the person was too small, it looked like it was fooling around.

Yan Jingfeng held the little paper figurine's feet and said, "You said you came from the Chiyang Sect?"

The three dots of the little paper figurine huddled together. It was so excited just now that it forgot to hide its identity.

Yan Jingfeng brought it in front of her: "You said you are an ancient god and demon, but I don't think you have any great skills. You are not trying to deceive me, are you?"

The little paper man hugged his chest and snorted: "You ignorant juniors, my uncle is trying his best to use it, no matter whether it is dead or alive, as long as it becomes my host body, it can exert 100% of its power, whether it is a mountain or a river. As my uncle's body, as long as this uncle is happy, I will make the world fall!"

Yan Jingfeng disdained: "Then why can't you break free from my grasp?"

The little paper figurine made two sounds of 'Bah, bah, bah', and was swollen with anger: "It's not the group of grandchildren of Chiyangzong who lied to me that there are acquaintances under the Demon Town Tower, and they were deceived, and they haven't eaten there for hundreds of years It's gone, it fell into your hands just two days after you escaped!"

Yan Jingfeng said with a smile: "Good scolding, the members of the Chiyang Sect are indeed grandsons."

The little paper man became interested, and said happily: "You also think that the people of the Chiyang Sect are not good people? Then you and this uncle really have a heart-to-heart connection. When my magic power recovers, I will call those people who deceived me. The red dogs have no place to die!"

Yan Jingfeng didn't want to play tricks with it, so she said coldly, "Tell me, why did you go to my master in the middle of the night, do you want to fuck her?"

Xiaozhi hummed angrily and said: "Nonsense, is this uncle the kind of person who can't walk when he sees a beautiful girl! I just haven't seen a living person in hundreds of years, so I want to go and rub some spiritual energy That's all."

Yan Jingfeng stared at it.

The little paper man said: "Just sticking her fingers like this. Although I don't need to eat, I have been hungry for hundreds of years. Sticking with your master will not consume too much spiritual power, and she will not even notice the loss of spiritual power." .”

Yan Jingfeng sneered: "Then why didn't you post mine?"

The little paper man said with disgust: "You are not human, I don't like it, hum, I don't like it!"

Yan Jingfeng was about to throw it into the water when she said that, the little paper figurine hugged Yan Jingfeng's fingers and cried: "Wow, don't be rude to me. If the paper figurine is damaged even a little bit, I will pester you for the rest of my life and the next life." , next life, next life!!!"

Seeing that the little paper figurine was really scared, Yan Jingfeng withdrew her hand and said to it: "If you want to stick to me, if you dare to touch my master, I will tell you to regard me as a nightmare forever and ever."

The little paper man stopped talking, leaned against Yan Jingfeng and took a breath of spiritual power tremblingly, then ran away crying and shouting.

When Nuo Ning woke up, the first thing she smelled was the aroma of food.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, the quilt on her body fell to her waist, Nuo Ning looked at her bulging belly and sighed leisurely.

Hearing the movement in the ruined temple, Yan Jingfeng poked her head out of the door, and smiled at Nuoning: "Master is awake? Come and have breakfast after washing up."

Nuo Ning got up from the ground, stretched, walked out yawning, and saw the spoon in the pot stirring the porridge by itself. Nuo Ning frowned, and before she could react, she saw A small head with three dots of ink poked out from behind the handle of the spoon.

The little paper man looked at Nuo Ning, hugged the handle of the spoon angrily and said, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen my uncle cook porridge!"