"Why can't I understand what you are talking about?" Ling Xiaotu interjected.
“What’s wrong with me?,,,,”
Being stared at by such two handsome men as if they were studying alien creatures, Ling Xiaotu was a little scared no matter how thick-skinned she was.
Prince Zhongli, who possesses the ghost-eye technique, Xuanyuan Xuantian, who possesses the instinct to kill demons, and Ling Xiaotu don’t know why their demon power is sealed so well that they can hide it from the two people in front of them.[
The two handsome guys had no time to pay attention to her and continued to argue in a very exciting way. Of course, the overwhelming discussion was based on the principle that Zhongli Yirui talked a lot of nonsense while Xuanyuan Xuantian simply said a word and killed his opponent instantly.
She let out a breath, and taking advantage of the fact that the two of them were having a serious verbal battle, she turned to Hong Lian and asked,
"Has the relationship between the two of them always been this bad?"
"God knows." Honglian brushed her black curly hair,
"President Xuanyuan and Prince Zhongli just don't get along. He has to have President Xuanyuan beat him up to stop him."
Oh my God, if people from these two great Celestial Master families find out that I am a monster, I will be in big trouble.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiaotu looked at Xuanyuan Xuantian and Zhongli Yirui with a frightened and pitiful expression.
The innocent look in her eyes made Zhongli Yirui almost feel that studying her in such detail was a crime, and he couldn't bear to embarrass her.
"Uh." Ling Xiaotu said to Xuanyuan Xuantian,
"I've been feeling a little uncomfortable these past few days. Is that the reason?"
"That's great. So you absorb the other person's anger through your lips? It seems that Xuanyuan Xuantian kissed you many times to make you feel so uncomfortable." Zhongli Yirui took over the words with a flat mouth, a handsome face.
Already collapsed,
“I’ve never thought that kissing has such great benefits,,,,”
Damn it!
Listening to Zhong Li Yirui's words, Ling Xiaotu showed a frightened and pitiful expression, almost crying.
Is she a balloon?
Did Xuanyuan Xuantian's violent energy pour into her body through his mouth?
"Can you stop speaking so horribly and ungracefully?" Ling Xiaotu glared at Zhongli Yirui angrily. There was tension, confusion and a little fear in his black eyes, but there was no trace of fear.