Chapter 2177: The little master is too hard!

After speaking, he lifted his hand to remove the coffin, and there was still a coffin below.
It's just that the coffin below is earthy yellow, the color of the ground underneath, and buried in the ground. If you don't remove it, you won't find this one below.
The boss looked down at the person sleeping in the coffin below and breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly the body faded and fell to the ground.
The man in the coffin slowly opened his eyes, then got up gracefully from the coffin, moved his arms and legs again, and his long eyelashes flicked softly: "I still feel comfortable in my shell."
His eyes are elegant and his whole body is purple dyed like Xiaguang, it is Luo Jiuyu who Ning Xuemo can't find!
He stepped out of the coffin, pressed the coffin above again, and put the body of the shop owner on the ground into the coffin ...
He is very skilled in this set of moves, obviously he is not the first time.
He went outside, looked at the dolls on the shelf, and smiled silently ...
He picked up the 220 silver on the table, put it on the nose, and sniffed it, as if smelling the favorite taste on it.
After opening his eyes for a long time, he kissed on the silver gently: "Xiao Xuemo, the deity really likes you so much ... but you have always wanted to make the deity die ... It is really sad to think about it. "
Although Ning Xuemo just changed his face with the technique just now, but it also fools the average person. If he wants to fool him, he is so difficult!
"Xiao Xuemo, you will be mine sooner or later. Since you are a demon, that deity will accompany you to join the demon, and we should be the real couple. We have a normal meeting, but not now ..." He Quiet.
With another smile, he drew an array map on the ground with a spell. He sat in the center of the array map and chanted the spell ...
I don't know how long after that, there was a sudden knock on the door suddenly.
He stood up with a smile, opened the shop door, and a six or seven-year-old boy stood outside the door, staring blankly at him.
"Good boy, come in." His voice was soft and he took the child's small hand into it ...
The shop door closed automatically, and a gust of wind blew past the child's path, leaving no trace of traces. Even the most sensitive hound can't find it here based on the breath of children ...
After a while, there was a weird groan inside the store, which seemed to be extremely painful but was cut off and the throat could not be heard ...
After a few moments, the shop returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
There was a hint of dark gas in the store, which got out of the crack of the door, then disappeared.
...
When Ning Xuemo returned to Mo Palace, the sky was already bright.
She went to see the child first, and found that the little guy was already awake, but she didn't wait for someone to urge her to copy a serious book there.
She pinched the white jade doll in her arms. She wanted to send it to her son.
Giving him two days later was a reward for earnestly obedient copying.
She stood looking out the window for a while, and Bai Ze reported to her with relief: "The little master got up and copied a book in five days, and he worked too hard!"
Ning Xuemo looked at his son's small thin arms and small legs. He had been too thin before, and hasn't been brought up until now. There are not a few flesh on the body.
She thought about it and turned to the kitchen—