"Miss Zhi Po, life is tough recently." Qing Chen was still dressing like a procurer. Additionally, he held a new folding fan and was waving it like a graceful beauty.
"Didn't I beat you fiercely enough last time?" Ming Shu offered a standard smile. "Would you like to have a luxury package?"
"Miss Zhi Po..." Qing Chen took a step back. "I'm not here to fight."
Qing Chen's eyes fell on the little beastie, who was struggling to climb out of the grass. He narrowed his eyes a little. This is what came out of the egg of the divine beast? It looks so... fashionable.
"Not here to fight, then what are you doing here?" You want to take my snack again?
Qing Chen turned his gaze back and curled the corner of his mouth up into a beautiful arc. "Miss Zhi Po is now in trouble. I simply came to solve the trouble for you."
"..." Ming Shu looked at Qing Chen like she was staring at a freak. "Has your brain been squeezed by the door? Or has it been eaten by an insect?"
Don't think that you have a deceitful face and you can casually make up stories.
I'm not a fool!
Qing Chen went crazy inside and said with difficulty, "Miss Zhi Po, I'll help you solve this problem. You just need to help cure my disease. You won't lose anything."
"I'd rather let you die." I'm not going to do such charity .
"..." Can I kill her?
Who told me that this task was going to be very easy with this beautiful face?
Bullshit!
Ming Shu turned around and got ready to go outside. Behind her, the fluffy little beastie pushed its egg forward to keep up with Ming Shu.
Qing Chen couldn't help putting his foot out, blocking its way.
The colorful hair all over the little beastie's body suddenly went up. It swelled like a hedgehog and stared wrathfully at the long leg in front of it. Its small claws clenched the egg tightly as if someone would try to take it away.
Qing Chen was thinking that this little beastie was interesting, then he heard the faint sound of Ming Shu passing over.
"I advise you not to provoke it." Even I couldn't touch it at will, this fool would dare to place his foot so casually.
"This is what came out of the divine egg?" Qing Chen didn't take back his foot, blocking the little beastie's way, and he asked curiously, "What kind of divine beast is it?"
He only knew that it was a divine beast egg, not what kind it was.
Now this little beastie came out of the egg... He had never seen the same kind before.
"You ask it." How should I know?
Ming Shu smiled a bit weirdly, and it seemed there was some expectation in her eyes. What was she expecting?
Qing Chen thought confusedly and he subconsciously took back his foot.
At almost the moment he withdrew his foot, he saw the woman show a regretful expression.
Sure enough, it was a trap...
Fortunately I realized it.
The little beastie spared a glance for Qing Chen, then flattened its fur. It continued to push the egg and followed Ming Shu groggily, like a colorful Tangyuan rolling on the ground.
