Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild - Chapter 325
Chapter 325 You are sick (39)
When I heard this name, gluttony immediately became interested, “I remember, I remember, it was the woman who was beaten to the ground by me!”
Looking for hair everywhere?
Rong Huang chuckles and laughed, this description is quite appropriate.
The tail behind Glutton’s excitement turned into a propeller, splitting a boulder in half with a bang.
“My lord, where did that blue magpie go?”
Rong Huang pointed a direction, and gluttonously chased after him.
Rong Huang put away the small axe, his apricot eyes bend into crescent moons.
To deal with Leling’s stinky bird, one glutton is enough without her.
Just failed to kill the **** stream.
It’s a pity.
But it doesn’t matter, she will let Le Ling take the initiative to hand over the **** stream.
Not long afterwards, the gluttonous magpie came back after hitting the blue magpie, still with blue feathers on his back.
Rong Huang applied a cleansing technique to it very intimately, with broken thoughts in his mouth, “That stinky bird stays by the **** emperor all day, it smells very bad, you have to wash it clean.”
Feeling savory and gluttonous: “…” Okay, what the king said is what it is.
As soon as Rong Huang’s jiojio stepped into Jinning Palace, he saw Qi Cong drinking tea at the round table opposite the hall door.
Rong Huang blinked, and saw that Qi Cong hadn’t raised his head, and quietly turned around, trying to run away without knowing it.
“Huanghuang.” The man’s dumb and cold voice came from behind.
Rong Huang’s body shook, and a jiojio stayed in the air while maintaining a suspended posture.
Rong Huang felt that the beautiful phoenix tails that did not exist behind him had exploded.
Rong Huang gave up running, with an expression of “Okay, I just do whatever you want, I will do whatever you want.” He turned around and looked at Qi Cong.
Qi Cong was amused by the little girl’s vivid and rich expression, but still resisted the urge to raise the corner of his mouth, and asked in a deep voice, “What did I tell you before I left?”
Rong Huang felt that Qi Cong was just a big pig’s hoof.
I had done a bad thing before and took a bite of an ancestral baby, and immediately changed my attitude when I got her forgiveness.
Does Feng Bingbing forget that she is still an eight-thousand-year-old baby?
Rong Huang grabbed the silk ribbon around his waist, his eyes wandered, and whispered, “I don’t remember.”
Finally, Qi Cong couldn’t hold back, chuckled, raised his hand and beckoned, “Come here.”
Rong Huang dangled for a while, moved a little bit to walk to Qi Cong, sat down, “What do you want me to do?”
Qi Cong’s eyes were calm and he didn’t see the slightest fierceness, “Can you have a lot of fun?”
Rong Huang straightened his body subconsciously, and put his two small paws on his knees.
A well-behaved sitting posture.
“What fun?” Rong Huang looked serious, too serious, “I didn’t go anywhere to play.”
Qi Cong snorted softly, obviously not convinced.
Rong Huang broke the jar and fell, his tight back loosened, and he lay directly on the table, looking sideways at Qi Cong, “I just went to play, why? Do you want to hit me?”
Qi Cong has a strong desire to survive, “No, I’m just worried about your safety.”
Rong Huang let out a cry, lying on the table without speaking.
Qi Cong said again, “After half a month is the four-year sacrificial ceremony, will you go with me?”
Rong Huang had only heard of the Great Ceremony of the Six Realms, and didn’t know much about the ceremony of sacrifice.
Qi Cong squeezed the tea cup and took a sip, his fingers with distinct knuckles were particularly beautiful.
Rong Huang looked down at the small paws on his legs, and sighed silently.
It’s really more maddening than people.
“The successive emperors took their courtiers to the ancestral temple to make sacrifices to their ancestors every four years.”