Chapter 964: Little Akasaka (3)

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The monsoon smoke glimpsed slightly and rushed straight past. At the moment she approached, the little doll turned her head suddenly, and the monsoon smoke did not want to reach out and the half-footed little guy hanging in the air gave it back.
How does the Luo Luo Temple still have such a small baby?
The monsoon smoked the heart and left the little guy to leave the dangerous place, but there was a question in his heart.
In Xiaoyao Valley, women are not much, but children have never seen them before.
The little guy pulled down by the monsoon smoke looks only three or four years old, the small arms and legs are very petite, the faint moonlight falls on the child, and the monsoon smoke suddenly notices that the child’s face is not surprised. And weird, just quietly watching the monsoon smoke, completely unlike the reaction of an ordinary little guy.
The monsoon smoke stared at the little devil for a while, always felt that the little guy looked familiar, and thought about it.
This little guy is simply a replica of Akasaka!
This eyebrow is like a red scorpion, but only a few years old at the age of Akasaka.
Almost in an instant, the monsoon smoke "guessed" the identity of the other party.
It is no wonder that Meng Fusheng said that he had not seen Akasaka for a long time. It turned out that this kid has already established a family business in the Jurassic Temple. Isn't that even the children have it?
"Little guy, it's very dangerous there. Don't go over later. No one is with you on this big night?" The monsoon smoke estimated that the child is the son of Akasaka. .
Of course...
When the little doll saw the immortal expression of the monsoon smoke, and when he said this with his own whisper, his eyes could not help but become a little weird. He looked at the monsoon smoke and looked at it. The edge of the roof.
The monsoon smoky eyes looked at the little guy who was still "reluctant" on the day, and was afraid that the little guy couldn't understand what he was saying. He simply reached out and hugged him.
This time, the calm little guy is not calm, he widened the eyes, shocked to watch the monsoon smoke wrapped up, a pair of white tender little hands subconsciously want to push the monsoon smoke away, But the claws lifted up to look at the chest of the monsoon smoke, but they couldn’t stop it...
The monsoon smoke looked at the little guy's slightly resistive appearance, and didn't feel anything wrong. She and the child met for the first time. The little guy is so young, it is normal to be prepared for strangers.
It is inevitable that the little guy will go to the dangerous place again. The monsoon smoke directly hugs him toward the temple of Jurassic, ready to find the group of patrolling ghost faces to hand over the little guys to them.
The little doll that was
mandatory
by the monsoon smoke tangled, looking at the smiling monsoon smoke, the pink and tender mouth was complicated and smashed.
The monsoon smoke wandered around the hall of the Jurassic Temple. I didn't find those patrolling ghost faces, but I just met the stern-faced Duanmu Hongru. Immediately, the monsoon smoke greeted: "Duanmu Big Brother, you are coming, I am looking for Not human, this child..."
Duanmu Hongru is looking for something, and his expression is a little impatient. However, when he heard the sound of monsoon smoke behind him and had the word "child", Duanmu Hongru suddenly became a spurt and rushed back.
result……
Duanmu Hongru looked at the face of the monsoon smoke in his arms, a complex little doll.