The Evil King's Favorite: The Enchanting Sweet Concubine

Chapter 375 So Willful!
Wujizi immediately gave him a blank look: "Isn't what I said clear enough? You stupid old man!"

"Who is the stupid old man?"

"You, is there anyone else in this room?"

"Wujizi, I think you owe money, you are stupid, your whole family is stupid, your apprentice is also stupid, you are stupid!"

"I don't have a stupid apprentice like you who is willing to donate blood!"

"How dare you say Yu'er, I think your skin is itchy, haven't you scratched it for a long time? Old man, I will help you today—"

"Xiaoyaozi, what are you going to do? I'm the most important person tomorrow, what are you going to do—you old man, your martial arts skills are amazing."

"What, you bite me?"

"Look at the old man's poisonous hidden weapon!"

"Wujizi, you are plotting against me! I will chop your old bone today!"

"It's not certain who will chop who!"

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The house was suddenly filled with smog...

Xiao Moyu walked to the door, sighed and pushed the door open. The scene in front of him had been played out hundreds of times in the years of life between him and Wujizi Xiaoyaozi.

This happens every time, at this time, Wujizi holds the poison dart in his hand and pokes it in Xiaoyaozi's eyes, but his hand is not as strong as Xiaoyaozi's, so no matter how he pokes, he can't go on.

Xiaoyaozi grabbed Wujizi's beard (another version is to grab his hair) and put his palm on Wujizi's face, and Wujizi's cute round face changed instantly.

The four legs of the two are tangled together like a twist...

"Master, uncle." Xiao Moyu walked in lightly, without any expression on his face, but his tone was unprecedentedly calm.

The two old men were fighting happily, of course they didn't notice that Xiao Moyu came in, of course it was also because Xiao Moyu's martial arts cultivation had already surpassed Xiaoyaozi, and it was almost a rare match in the whole Jianghu, so the two old men did not It was also found to be quite normal.

"Little Feather!" Wujizi exclaimed.

"Yu'er." Xiaoyaozi is still normal, just like Wujizi, Xiao Moyu is so old, he still calls him Xiaoyu!I'm really not afraid of being beaten.

But today, Xiao Moyu was not angry with Wujizi and didn't say anything.

"Why are you here?" Wujizi took back his poison dart first. Anyway, every time he set it up, he used it to bluff Xiaoyaozi. The itching medicine was stained, and the whole hand was itchy for many days, but Wujizi arrogantly refused to give the antidote, finally Xiaoyaozi was a little afraid of all the poisons of Wujizi.

Therefore, even if he bullies Wujizi for a long time, he will not bully him too hard.

"The old man Wujizi said that you want to donate blood to Little Sweet Girl, but it's true? When did you discuss it in secret?!" Xiaoyaozi's blood surged, even though he knew that his apprentice had never discussed his own decisions. leeway, but let him know in advance.

Otherwise, his master is too pitiful.

The apprentice is even stronger than the master... Cough, cough, seems to be stronger than him for many years.

But his love for his apprentice will not change, just like he loves his own son.

Xiao Moyu didn't have any expression on his face, his face was still paralyzed for ten thousand years, he nodded and didn't speak.

Xiaoyaozi suddenly had a painful expression on his face, hugged his head and said: "Oh, you two worry-free children, if you give the little sweet girl a blood transfusion, you will lose half of your blood, if you don't pay attention, you will die, okay? ! Why are you so willful!"

(End of this chapter)