【Breaking Up in the Royal Hospital】Beating and pumping and training【109】
In fact, he was really afraid that when the female devil came to find him, the mighty big beans would still be drunk, and he would not be able to eat them and carry them around.
It's better to let Xuanyuan Jue, the unlucky kid, take the blame!
Anyway, the female devil and this unlucky child will be mortal enemies sooner or later.
Xuanyuan Jue carried Zhong Doudou and shook him in various ways. Zhong Doudou was unbeatable, and his sleeping face looked even sweeter.
Naughty kid, you thought you were playing rock music!
Xuanyuan Jue was completely angry. Even if you could not digest the spiritual energy contained in the Drunken Immortal Dew in one breath, he simply refused to fight. He pinched Zhong Doudou's chubby claws with his slender hands and lowered his head to bite it.
Xiaobai was stunned, and for a moment Lei's facial muscles stiffened, his eyes were dull, and his brain was stuck.
Human beings are too cruel.
You have swallowed even the innocent, beautiful and cute big beans like fairy children. Are you a human? Are you a human? You are not even as good as a meat bun, you have a weak soul.
Xiaobai spread his short legs, jumped lightly, and rushed towards Xuanyuan Jue's fair and slender hand. He whined, but Xuanyuan Jue was faster and bit him hard in the tiger's mouth.
Xuanyuan Jue felt pain, let go of Zhong Doudou, and looked angrily at Xiao Bai, who was staring at him eagerly.
Xiaobai, the King of Beasts, stood firmly in front of Zhong Doudou, with shining eyes and dazzling teeth that blinded Xuanyuan Jue's titanium alloy eyes.
If you should hurt my big bean, I will bite you to death.
Xuanyuan Jue glanced at his right hand. Blood was flowing from the tiger's mouth. The bright red blood seemed to be oozing out. The wound was so painful that even a person like him who was used to pain had the urge to burst into tears.
He frowned slightly and carefully looked at the little beast in front of him.
Anyone who can stand up to Xuanyuan Li is certainly not a tall fool who carries his head in vain.
"Are you from the Spirit Beast Forest?" He said coldly, his tone was cold, and there was a bubbling chill. The royal nobles in Xuanyuan Continent all like to keep some animal pets, and low-level spirit beasts are also common.
He looked at the little beast carefully, his big eyes were filled with evil spirits, and he looked very mighty and domineering as he glared at him.
"Could it be a divine beast?" Xuanyuan Jue whispered, guessing that if it were a low-level spiritual beast, it would not be able to get close to him.
Xiaobai had great contempt in his eyes, he really looked down on the mythical beast and horse.
"Is it a holy beast?" Xuanyuan Jue raised his voice. This naughty kid actually has a holy beast as a pet. He is so bully. His father is King Xuanyuan, and he doesn't even have a holy beast!
Xiaobai whined and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Xuanyuan Jue was covered with dark clouds just a moment ago, and the next second there would be thunder and violent storms. In an instant, spring returned to the earth, the sun was shining, all kinds of sunshine and warmth, and his handsome face turned into a sunflower with a smile.
Xiaobai felt a chill flash through his body, and he couldn't help but shake his furry body, shaking off the goosebumps all over his body.
Human beings are so special, they have no morals and no lower limits.
Xuanyuan Jue ignored Xiao Bai who was covered with goosebumps. He smiled like a strange uncle who abducted a little girl. He stepped closer to Xiao Bai. Seeing the great joy of the holy beast, his right hand that continued to bleed was temporarily forgotten.
Xiao Bai looked regretfully at his bleeding right hand and shook his head helplessly.
Human beings are crazy and greedy. They want whatever they see. If this continues, they will really die.
"Eighth Master, there is a guest outside the door!" A charming voice sounded from outside the door, and before the words had finished, the pink figure had already entered the door.
"Ahhh...!" Drunken Furong walked in the door, saw Xuanyuan Jue's wounds, and screamed repeatedly.
"Shut up." Xuanyuan Jue opened his thin lips lightly and scolded him coldly.
"Eighth Master, your blood is about to bleed out, don't you know?" Zui Furong hurriedly stepped forward and picked up Xuanyuan Jue's bleeding right hand.
Xuanyuan Jue came to his senses and was hit by another burst of pain.
Damn it, he cursed in a low voice and almost forgot about this.
Zui Furong moved quickly and got the medical kit hidden behind the desk, cleaned and bandaged it skillfully, divided it into two parts, and even tied a beautiful bow.
"Done."
Looking at the bow silently, Xuanyuan Jue looked embarrassed. Why did he never know that his subordinates had such talent?
"Huh?" After Xuanyuan Jue was dealt with, Drunken Furong noticed the messy scene.
"Young Master?" She knelt down and gently patted Zhong Doudou's chubby face, "Eighth Master, the young master has been waiting for you. He probably fell asleep while waiting!"
In response, Drunken Furong picked up her chubby little body and walked out.
"What are you doing?" Xuanyuan Jue's voice was cold and he closed the door of the inner hall.
"The envoy from Zhongyuan is here. I will send the young master to her."
"Lock him to the secret room in the backyard!" Xuanyuan Jue ordered coldly. As long as this little guy is here, he won't be afraid of the little holy beast escaping.
"Eighth Master?" Drunken Furong was a little confused.
"Drunken Furong, don't you have eyes? Who asked you to bring people into the inner hall?"
Drunk Furong, who was belatedly aware of the situation, saw the son of the cash cow. She didn't realize what was going on with the mess in the house. She glanced around silently, took a breath, her legs softened in fear, and she knelt down.
.
"Eighth Master, I..." Drunken Furong didn't know how to explain it. Who knew this naughty child could be so tough? She flipped the table. The treasures in this room were ruined. She just worked for the Eighth Prince for five hundred years.
, you can’t even afford to pay for it!
"Take him down and order someone to keep an eye on him. If you still can't handle this, I will kill you." Xuanyuan Jue ordered coldly, ignoring Drunken Furong's wrinkled little face, turned around and walked out.
Before going out, I didn't forget to take a look at Mr. Xiaobai who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles in boredom. His eyes were full of things he was sure to win.
"Eighth Master, he said he came to see daddy!" Drunken Furong was stunned by the scolding. After a while, she realized that the eighth prince had already disappeared at the door.
She accepted her fate and picked up Zhong Doudou and moved her position.
There is a moody master who cannot afford to have sex.
=============== I am a cute person looking for collections and asking for the dividing line for monthly tickets =================
There is a hall of an auction house.
It was already late at night, the guests had dispersed long ago, and even the servants who were cleaning up had left. The whole hall was silent, except for a little maid waiting. Her little eyes were a little hazy, and she had the urge to see Duke Zhou every minute.
In the middle of the hall, stood two people who looked like they had been fished out of the water.
The hot ginger tea was left alone and forgotten on the low table, no one touched it.
Xuanyuan Jue, who slowly came down from the second floor, had already suppressed his anger, his narrow eyes were curved, and his smile was warm in the spring breeze.
"Your Majesty, you came to me in the middle of the night, but you can't bear to leave me. Do you want to continue to complete the things you didn't finish during the day?" He said with a smile, and his tone was ambiguous.
"Is it you?" Zhong Xiaoxiao looked up and saw a bright face that needed beatings and training. Her fists were clenched. If the light in the dark night hadn't been secretly pulling behind her, her iron fist would have kissed Xuanyuan Jue.