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307. Call of Death [15]

He was also holding a white fox in his arms that he could tell was picked up from outside. Although its fur was pure white, its paws were covered in mud.

The young man's eyes were bright and he had an extremely excited, innocent and shining smile on his face.

Seeing that he was about to run closer, the man kneeling on the stone bridge quickly stood up, walked over in a few steps, and stopped him.

"Master Imperial Master, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Oh." He responded lazily without any emotion, obviously not very concerned or concerned.

But the young man obviously didn't notice that he was actually being ignored and a little bit disliked. He was still very happy. He poked his white and tender head from the other side of the man, with a bright smile on his face.

"Master Imperial Master, I caught this snow fox with my own hands, and I hope I can give it to you!"

"I don't want it." Nightmare frowned and simply refused. He glanced at the snow fox. He didn't like such low-level spiritual beasts.

The snow fox, who was also disliked, let out a "woo", raised his head, and glanced at his new master with some sympathy. He was too nervous, but he was still very excited.

"He's very cute! And he doesn't bite. Look, he's very well-behaved and has smooth fur..." The boy spared no effort in introducing his gift.

The man glanced at the Imperial Preceptor who was not paying much attention, and said: "Your Highness, the Imperial Preceptor is thinking about important things at the moment. Can you please go back and change clothes first? It's so cold, you can't catch a cold.

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"Chengfeng, please don't block me first, let me show the snow fox to the Imperial Master." The young man looked as delicate as a cabbage heart, but his mobility was much stronger than a cabbage heart.

I saw him squeezing out of the windy blocking circle, and it seemed that his motor cells were very developed.

Seeing that his muddy body was really about to break through the obstacles and squeeze over, Xiang was shocked, took half a step back, pointed at the young man and said: "Get this dirty guy away!"

The young man was startled, no matter how thick his nerves were, he finally realized that he was being disliked, and suddenly he was transformed from a freshly plucked and energetic cabbage into a rotten cabbage that had been picked and left over.

Cheng Feng scratched his head, feeling slightly ashamed, and quickly led the dejected His Highness away.

When they reached the side, the young man asked innocently: "Chengfeng, why does the Imperial Master hate me so much?"

"Master Imperial Master has always been mysophobic. You see, he will hold an umbrella when it snows, lest the snow fall on him. If you dress more cleanly, he will allow you to come closer if you are interested."

In fact, Cheng Feng didn't want to say that although mysophobia was a problem, most of it was because their national master was extremely narcissistic.

There is no need to go into details about how sexy the eye-catching red clothes are, and there is also the little red umbrella that is used as decoration from time to time. Don't you understand that it is to fool those young and ignorant little guys?

The Imperial Master is always so meticulous. Even when he just woke up, he always looked like he was "fascinating everyone". Look at the majesty of his appearance just now, all the attendants in the temple were so fascinated that they were dizzy.

He secretly caught a glimpse of the little pride inadvertently showing in the eyes of the Imperial Master!

However, only those guys who have seen the magnificent moves of the National Master who are flying all over the sky can truly appreciate the narcissism of their National Master who is above tens of millions of people.

But seeing that the prince has admired the imperial master since he was sensible.


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