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The little man stood quietly in the palm of Ning Miao's left hand, with long hair reaching his waist, blue-black pupils glowing softly and gently, and a thin white shirt that was slightly longer, hanging down to the little man's feet. The little man raised his face, His eyes were blank but clear.

The tenderness in the eyes of the Yiyan witch turned into a deep sea in an instant, and he moved unconsciously and cautiously. His blood-stained fingers approached the little man's forehead, and a short and thin granulation sprouted from the fingertips. The little man's pupils Shrunk, ready to cry in panic.

Ning Miao immediately comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

After finishing speaking, I felt like a wretched uncle who kidnapped little loli, and changed back to a cold tone, "Yu'er, don't hurt him."

Yu'er's impatient idea came from the sea of ​​consciousness: sick.

Ning Miao laughed awkwardly, Yu'er seemed to have recovered all his memories, and this little person was also his existence in some way.

The gloomy light at the top of the granulation flashed away, and flew into the eyebrows of the little man. The little man was like a doll whose soul was infused, and the bewildered mechanical doll became an elf. Ning Miao seemed to understand a little bit the obsession with the animation club when he was in college, too. cured.

"Ning Miao, hello." Qing Miao quickly adapted to her new body, but her voice was cute, like a baby.

Ning Miao was flattered, "Hello, hello, Qing Miao."

The little man sniffled and took a long breath, "It's been a long time since I've smelled the air in Hokuriku, Ning Miao, thank you, from now on, can I call you Xiao Ning?"

The soft and delicate voice of the little milk doll speaks old-fashioned lines. The huge contrast is cute and hits the heart of the chief priest of Chiyue City. Ning Miao said that he has suffered [-] points of critical damage and completely lost his ability to think. "Yes, of course." , Qing Miao, are you hungry or cold, what can I do for you?"

"The spiritual seed given by Mr. Gui Hai does not need to eat." A suspicious blush appeared on the little man's face, and the light in his eyes was dim, "I will eat whatever Mr. Gui Hai eats."

"Ah." Ning Miao stretched out her painful fingers like a sacrifice, "Then, now, do you want it?"

"No, no need." The little man shook his head, "If you drink Xiao Ning's blood again, I will become dependent on Xiao Ning."

Ning Miao didn't persuade, the little man probably doesn't really care about the issue of dependence, but the object of dependence, ahem, imagine the picture of Wu Mochen stretching out his finger, the little man is sucking and eating with his mouth open, Damn wickedly sweet.

I did this bowl of dog food.

"Then do you want to tell your Highness Xiaosi now?" Ning Miao came back to her senses and asked softly.

"Wait until he solves the troubles in Fengsha City." The little man sat down cross-legged, his small facial features exquisite and picturesque, "Xiao Ning, I need to rest for a while. Before that, do you have any questions? It is possible to conceal, but promise not to deceive."

Ning Miao does have a lot of problems, but the tiredness in the little man's eyes is so obvious, Ning Miao has no habit of abusing the little milk baby, "Don't worry, you should rest first, sleep well, and, Qing Miao, welcome To Chiyue City."

The little man's pupils were like water, he fixed a glance at Ning Miao, and then lay on his side in the palm of the little clan witch, falling asleep peacefully.

Ning Miao subconsciously shook her palms slightly, and almost hummed a lullaby. When the little man heard a long and shallow breathing sound, Ning Miao realized that her arms were a little stiff due to keeping one posture for a long time.

Find a small apron sewn for the baby some time ago and put it on the bed. Ning Miao handles it gently like a treasure. The little person sleeps in the soft cloth apron, slightly curled up and insecure, which arouses Ning Miao every minute. protection desire,

The little clan witch lost his mind for a while, touched his abdomen, and untied a certain knot in his heart. Ning Miao was extremely relieved. After giving birth to a baby, whether it is male or female, orc or human, Ayi, Bingge and himself will be happy Heart grew up with him, the previous entanglement and anxiety are undoubtedly unfounded worries, parents in the world, there is no parent who does not love their children.

Ning Miao woke up naturally after sleeping. When she opened her eyes, she was facing Qing Miao's clean and pure eyes. Ning Miao involuntarily raised the corners of her mouth, "Good morning, Qing Miao."

At breakfast time, Beetle saw the pink and jade-carved doll lying on Master Ning's shoulder. The captain of the Yiyan tribe's personal guard couldn't recover from something beyond his knowledge, and his expression was blurred throughout the morning.

Ning Miao didn't shy away from it, and went out with the little man in a big way, inspecting the farm, handling government affairs, and attending classes in the college. At the end of the day, the curiosity of the people of Chiyue City reached its peak. Unfortunately, no matter how upright or side-splitting the inquiries, Master Ning smiled silently.

So at night, when the beetle came to report the latest rumors in the city, Ning Miao laughed and ate an extra bowl of meat.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Master Ning has many little dolls in his belly, each of which is prettier than the other, and they are all females. When they grow up, they will marry the males of the clan.

The second rumor in the rivers and lakes, the gods favored him, and sent a small envoy to protect Lord Ning.

The third rumor in the rivers and lakes is that Lord Ning is the greatest wizard in history, who can create people out of thin air.

Ning Miao did not give any explanation from the beginning to the end. As Qing Miao talked with the tribe, slowly, the popularity of the little man continued, but the rumors disappeared.

Finally, the news came from Fengsha City, Wu Mochen defeated the city with a one-on-one victory, and poured a basin of cold water on the forces of all parties who were secretly watching the show. It's heartbreaking, His Royal Highness Xiaosi just entered the Kongzhi Realm, and the same level is like a chicken and a dog, vulnerable to a single blow. It is said that the man in red clothes flutters his sleeves and rises from the sky, surrounded by divine fire in his hands, with sharp golden feathers on his back, One against three without losing the wind, and finally beheaded one person, seriously injured two people, his strength is unfathomable, his combat skills are changeable, and he is also a god.

In just a few days, most of the soldiers in Fengsha City's Golden Armored Army jumped to a great level. It is undoubtedly a real gambling game. Although people die for money and birds die for food, Fengsha City refuses to admit defeat and surrender, forcefully beheading most of the intruders The enemy, Wu Mochen, is decisive in killing and attacking. His reputation for cruelty and innocence resounds throughout the Northland, and his power has become a reality. Who dares to overthrow his edge? The city is growing at a rapid pace, and the speed of light is growing.

Of course, there were quite a few people expressing their feelings through various channels. The attitude of Shangcheng was ambiguous, and a piece of holy will was passed down. His Highness reprimanded the Fourth Highness for killing indiscriminately, punished and grounded for reflection, and the other three cities did not get good results. Put on a big hat of maliciously instigating a war between the cities. On the surface, it is fair and selfless.

After the naturalization examination, the theory of Wu Mochen's struggle for the position was pushed to the forefront again.

The outside world rumored that the fourth prince of the Huang Clan was miraculous, and he looked like a fool, holding Xiao Qingmiao for most of the day without blinking his eyes.

Ning Miao raised her forehead, with a helpless look on her face that I knew it would be like this. It is estimated that His Highness did not listen to the first two times. My Buddha is merciful, and Ning Miao patiently said it for the third time: "Feed once every five days, at most three drops at a time. Blood, after the first molting, change it to feeding once every three days, ten drops of blood each time, after the second molting, remember, no matter what Qingmiao wants, you must not feed him blood again, let him eat normal food , The process of quitting blood addiction is long, hey, Wu Mochen, did you hear..."

"Troubleshooting." The red-haired fairy glanced at Ning Miao like a charity, then turned to look at the little man affectionately.

Ning Miao was angry, no wonder Fahai wanted to break up Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen, it's really abominable to abuse dogs like gods and horses.

Woooooo, baby, Ah Yi, Brother Bing, the scumbag Wu Mochen bullied you are not here.

The beetle stuffed the brewed honey chrysanthemum tea into the hands of the clan witch, looked at the Lord Fengsha City Lord and the little God Envoy from the left to express affection, and watched from the right that Lord Ning touched his swollen belly tenderly.

The beetle thought, should I go away quietly, or should I stay bravely.