I'm flirting with tyrants

Chapter 279 Bickering
Chapter 282:
Xiao Qingxuan hugged the little boy and backed away quickly.

But the handsome boy and monster pressed on every step without stopping.

The moves are weird.

"Although you protect the lord, I am very touched, but, I seem to have said that the premise of protecting the lord is to put your own life first." She was about to smooth out her hair, which was not soft, when suddenly I remembered that this was no longer the hair ball, but a living human-shaped meat ball.

Xiao Qingxuan's face was weird for a while, and he touched the delicate and soft skin of a certain boy, and he couldn't put it down!
But he met a pair of dark eyes like ink.

"you."

As soon as she said a word, the little hand stretched out quickly, holding the knife that was about to cut off her entire head, with an indifferent expression, like water flowing on a glacier, making people shiver.

Even Xiao Qingxuan couldn't react to this scene, blood dripped down on her shoulder.

The monster saw that it had missed, and gave the little boy a hard look.

The sweet smell of blood spread in the air.

Xiao Qingxuan was somewhat familiar with this smell, and seemed to have smelled it somewhere before, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember it.

"This smell is not a fake divine wing, but a real divine wing!" The handsome monster's face suddenly twisted, and he laughed wildly, retracted the knife in his hand, turned into a hand, and licked the little boy's blood, his heart was full of joy.

He laughed loudly: "I didn't expect there to be a minor True God Wing. It just so happens that with you, I don't have to eat her, so she can keep it to serve me!"

Xiao Qingxuan squinted his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He's so cute, he won't eat anything for you, are you sleeping?"

"You!" The beautiful male monster snorted, his hands turned into blades, twisted his handsome face, and said with a smile: "Then I will make this dream come true!"

As expected of a holy monster, the speed of the holy monster was several times higher than that of a high-level monster. Even Xiao Qingxuan, who had been fighting for a long time, was beaten back again and again.

The soft and indifferent voice sounded slowly: "You could have left."

Xiao Qingxuan raised his eyebrows: "I won't go."

"If you don't go, you will die."

"I won't die. Someone told my fortune before, saying that I have nine lives, and one died, and now I still have eight lives." Her coaxing voice became more and more faultless.

"You're lying." He stared coldly.

"Am I like a liar?" She raised her eyebrows.

He replied in the affirmative: "Well, like."

Xiao Qingxuan squeezed that fair and soft little face violently, and groaned: "Children, how can there be so much distrust, you must know that I am your master, listen up!"

The little boy squinted at her, then stretched out his hand to fend off the monster's attack, half-closed his eyes with a cold face.

"When did you become the master of this deity?" The little boy's face turned black.

"Damn it, I bought you with a few million taels of gold four years ago, can't I still be your master? Also, I've always been called the real deity...Xiao Xiaohu, are you a thousand-year-old old monster?"

"...No." The ending sound was a little heavy.

Xiao Qingxuan thought, why is this answer so aggrieved?
Not only did he live for thousands of years...

But when he saw the half-closed and joking face of a certain woman, he said something ironic.

Seeing that the two were still talking and laughing, the whole face of the beautiful boy and monster was blackened.

It seemed that he could only use that power.

He slapped away the paw that seemed to be smearing oil on his face, and said coldly, "He's about to make a move."

Xiao Qingxuan launched his defense: "I know."

(End of this chapter)