I wish good times to be good times

When Baihu heard what these people said, his heart suddenly boiled, and he kicked the stool in front of him vigorously, and some people were knocked down by the stool.

When Baihu saw this, he felt a burst of sweetness in his heart, and even looked a little proud. He never thought that he could be so powerful.

I can't wait to turn off the light for him at this time, so that he will be frightened.

At this time, Bai Hu also ran to Ji Moyu and the others very cleverly, and opened his hands to protect her behind him.

Ji Moyu suddenly imagined in his mind the scene of heroes saving the beauty in ancient times.

Ji Moyu's hands were on his chin, and it was a bit indescribably beautiful. Looking at his face full of nymphomaniacs, Ji Moyu suddenly felt warm in his heart.

Ji Moyu's face was full of nympho, thinking in his heart: "Wow~ What doting eyes! Could this be the Prince Charming sent by heaven for me?"

Ji Moyu was thinking like this in his heart, and suddenly, Bai Hu turned around, coughed a few times, and cleared his voice: "Ahem, that... Is there still time for me to run now?"

Ji Moyu was in a dazed state for an instant, looked at him with a frown and said, "Huh?"

Suddenly, she felt taken aback. She was still fantasizing about her Prince Charming, but in the next second, she actually took back all her thoughts about him.

Baihu turned his head, pointed at the exit of the entire hall, and said, "You are a ghost, please stop ah ah ah! Look!"

Ji Moyu looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that all the exits in the entire hall were closed intact.

Although Ji Moyu saw that these passages were closed, she was also completely dumbfounded by Baihu. She couldn't imagine that under such circumstances, he could be so funny.

Before Ji Moyu could get out of her masked state, Baihu took her hand and ran around in the whole hall, inexplicably resembling two little monkeys running away.

Running and running, Baihu didn't have the strength to pull Ji Moyu at all. When he shook off Ji Moyu's hand and ran by himself, he jumped here and there. It's really not an exaggeration to use a 500-year-old monkey as a metaphor .

Qinglong was a little angry up there, and when he saw him go down to block the group of people for Ji Moyu, he became even more angry.

His joints were already clenched by his side, and some beads of sweat had already emerged from his palms.

But he remembered the sentence that Bai Hu and Ji Moyu said just now: "Is there still time for me to run?"

Qinglong didn't control the expression on his face, showing a slight joy.

Baihu ran for some reason, did he have a cramp in his head or something?Suddenly stopped on the ground, those people seized this opportunity.

A group of people approached him step by step, and pushed him to the ground.

Punched and kicked him.

But what was surprising was that Baihu was able to make jokes under such circumstances.

"Hey, don't you know that you don't hit your face when you hit someone? What should I do if my face is disfigured? I live off my face!"

"Hey, didn't I tell you not to slap your face?"

"Take it easy, I live on my face."

Although Baihu didn't feel that he was in great pain, Qinglong was watching from above.His knuckles pinched again.