Chapter 489: Smell the son

The red hair is like a fire, and the whole person is more and more demon.
Ling Xiao’s face was a little unpleasant.
My former masters have never been this way to me!

"The first few masters?" When he heard Ling Xiao’s words, Feng Chuge raised his eyes in a strange way and asked questions.
Ling Xiao went over and snorted coldly.
Feng Chu sang the lips, this is very proud, it is really proud -
Feng Chuge does not go deeper, just think of something, "Can you break the soul chain?"
"Of course." Ling Xiao nodded, with a few smug eyes. "The soul chain, only the Akasaka sword can be broken!"
"Yes." Feng Chuge handed a cup of tea from one side, "Hundreds of hundred?"
"Of course." Ling Xiao nodded again.
"No mistakes at one time?"
Ling Xiao pumped his lips. "Master, what do you want to do?"
This kind of dialogue is so strange that Ling Xiao does not want to continue the dialogue.
The Fengchu song flashed a little bit, and her lips twitched a little in a curve. She raised her hand and drank the water in her hand. Finally, she slowly opened her mouth. "I want you to make a mistake..."
......
After a long day of driving, the Fengchu song is really exhausted.
The rest of the night was so good that the next morning, the Fengchu song was finished, and the door was pushed open.
Just as she passed through the next room, the door was pushed open at once -
"Master!!"
A hoarse voice sounded, Feng Chu song looked down at the sound, watching the person standing outside the door, but was slightly shocked.
Standing with a thin boy, the boy's face was a little childish, a round face, but not handsome, but completely cute, especially the eyes, now flashing.
"Master, you have to go." Wenzizi ink looked at Fengchu song and asked.
At the moment, the Fengchu song has been completely confirmed. This is the dirty little scorpion yesterday. Looking at the boy who suddenly changed, Feng Chuge slammed his lips.
Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses to lean on their saddles...
but……
"I didn't promise to be your master, don't just scream."
Hearing the son of the child, he slammed his mouth and went forward. He stretched over and wanted to take the shoulders of Feng Chuge. "Master, accept an apprentice like me. When you walk outside, you have a face too?"
Just as his hand was about to approach him, Feng Chuge avoided it.
Although she does not hate the smell of the Son, she is not accustomed to the easy touch of others.
I noticed the vigilance and hostility of Feng Chuge, and I heard that the son of the man wrinkled his wrinkles. "It’s all men, why are you doing this? Oh, Master, don’t touch it without touching it—"
Feng Chu song squinted at him, did not talk much, just walked down the stairs.
This early morning, Fengchu songs are not in a hurry, always here is not far from the destination, and it is estimated that two hours will come, and there is no way to eat anything on the road yesterday, although hail There is dry food in the heart, but it can't match the hot food.
On the first floor, the location of the window, Feng Chu song ordered a cup of tea, a few cakes.
It’s true that I heard that the Son of Man is self-cooked and sits directly opposite the Fengchu song.
"Master, I am calling Wenzizi, what is your name?"
Feng Chuge lightly lifted his eyes and swept him down faintly.
I heard the Son of Man immediately squinted, and a very cute round face hangs a little smile. "Oh, right, Master is a tall man, and a high man shouldn’t call his name."
Smell the sound, Feng Chu song slammed the hook lip -
The brain circuit of this child is quite abnormal...