When the little girl came over softly, it really made people feel like they wanted to pick off all the stars in the sky and give her her life.

Soft and coquettish, I know that I'm touching an innocent face and rubbing it softly, until you are at a loss and can only admit it.

Rub until you want to kill everyone who bullied her.

How could there be such a cute little girl in the world, how could anyone be willing to bully such a little girl?

The little girl buried her small head on his chest and hugged him. She couldn't see the expression on her face, but she revealed a pitiful and wronged emotion all over her body.

Cha Bai can feel the real innocent emotions of her host, and there is really no pitiful grievance in it. After all, for her host, there are many people around it that are really not enough.

It was because of her blank and innocent face and the breath of her whole body. When she started acting coquettishly, she was simply pitiful and cute, and she wished she would bring everything good to her.

The one in front of him was obviously overshadowed by the look of the little girl.

Under Wen Jing's eyes, Microsoft looked at the little girl in his arms, lowered his head and touched between her hair, and said in a low voice, "I will bully all the porcelain treasures back, okay?"

Chu Ci raised his eyes, showing an innocent and well-behaved look. Because he was back in a hurry and had not had time to change his clothes, his skirts were a little messy, he looked a little embarrassed, and his eyes were still bright.

Chu Ci tilted his body slightly, glanced at the faces of the people around him, and finally curled his lips and said, "Okay."

Chu Ci's voice was soft, glutinous, without a hint of cowardice, or a hint of complaint. It echoed in the ears of the people around, but their expressions sank slightly.

Wen Jing tilted his head, and the hair behind him fell down. A pair of golden and red eyes looked at Chu Ci. Chu Ci tilted his head for a moment, raised his hand to close his hair, and held his white tender hand. Staying on his black hair made that little hand even more white as jade.

Wen Jing couldn't help but smile softly, a pair of golden red eyes flashed across, and he whispered, "That hug tight."

Before the Buluoshan peak master had time to react, his chest was stuffy, he coughed up a few traces of blood, and then suddenly couldn't support his body and knocked his knees on the ground.

Wen Jing didn't know when he was here, he held Chu Ci in one hand, and raised his hand with the other to reach the master of the peak of Buluo Mountain, his eyes sinking, with a piece of icy cold.

"Venerable, no!" This was the appearance of asking the master of the mountain peak, and the head was shocked. He hurried to the mountain peak master and bowed his way. "Sir, he is just I have a short temper, just give me some punishment, and it won't kill anyone."

The head of the head was also stunned, and cursed that the Peak Master who did not fall behind him was too impatient. This has always been an arbitrary act, and it is terrible to provoke it.

But who would have thought that this one would get mingled with a small outer disciple?

"The head is indeed very interesting," Wen Jing casually retracted his hand, but did not continue to move, holding Chu Ci's brow lightly, "Just now this person stood aside indifferently when he gave me the palm of Ci Bao, now Is it righteous?"

If it really falls on an outside disciple, I am afraid that the person who wants it will not be half-life.