Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Four Self-Inflicted Sins Form 2: Late Night Action
The little black rabbit took small steps and walked out of the courtyard pitifully.
Just pushing the courtyard door open a crack, a small black head with no sense of existence popped out. The little guy jumped back with a squeak, got into Feng Xingying's arms at the fastest speed, and burst into tears:
"There are bad guys waiting outside the door to catch Tutu! Does she think she has the same hairstyle and the same clothes as the owner, so she can pretend that the owner will kidnap the Tutu?
She really thinks so beautiful, I wouldn't be so stupid reads;! "
Feng Xingying collected the elixir neatly, and threw one of the refined elixir to this rabbit who sold stupid and sold it extremely hard.
The more you can't ask for something, the more you cherish it.
For example, spirit beasts do not have the ability and wisdom to concoct pills, but they all have extraordinary dedication and love for pills.
After taking a pill, Sesame's emotions were finally soothed, and she rubbed and rubbed in Feng Xingying's arms with peace of mind:
"Master will definitely not give me away, right? You have fed me so many medicinal pills. If you give it away, your medicinal pills will be lost."
"Well." Feng Xingying finally nodded. She felt that if she didn't nod her head today, this rabbit would be stupid enough to make trouble.
"Do you think your IQ is high or Qin Molin's IQ is high?" Feng Xingying asked suddenly.
"Ah?" The little black rabbit replied awkwardly: "The wicked man has a high IQ now, that's because I'm still young, and when I grow up, I'll definitely be smarter than him."
Hearing Sesame's answer, Feng Xingying showed a smile on his face.
She shouldn't doubt Qin Molin. But she was still worried, picked up Sesame's ears, and asked solemnly:
"A task given to you, can it be guaranteed to be completed meticulously?"
"Yes!" Sesame immediately came to the spirit: "Is it a spirit beast that can be the master after completing the task."
"Look at your performance." Feng Xingying smiled.
Sesame immediately shouted the slogan happily: "I want to eat more, advance as soon as possible, transform into shape as soon as possible, defeat the villain, and marry Master Bai Fumei!"
It's enough to marry Bai Fumei. What the hell is the extra word "Master"?
Feng Xingying responded amusingly: "Come on, I'll wait for you~~"
"Hmm!" Sesame is full of motivation, and has since set this sentence as a life goal.
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In the middle of the night, Feng Xingying called out Rue Xiang and Watermelon.
"Miss, it's so late, where are you going?" Yun Xiang asked in a daze before she woke up.
"Watch a play."
"Ah?" She couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to break her head.
What time is it? Which troupe is still open? Miss doesn't like watching dramas?
Fortunately, the advantage of rue is that if you don't understand it, you can listen to the lady first. Of course, if you understand it, you must also listen to the lady, and it must be right to listen to the lady.
Feng Xingying said that she was going to the theater, so she followed.
Close the door of the house.
Under the dim moonlight, Feng Renjian personally carried a lamp, supported Old Madam Feng, and watched a carriage go away with a smile on his face.
Their eyes were full of expectations, as if they were sending away not a carriage, but a seed of hope. Just wait for it to sprout, take root, and bloom the buds of victory.
"Don't worry, grandmother, my grandson has almost done all the details. With the clothes you brought from Feng Xingying, it will be absolutely safe this time." Feng Renjian filially supported his grandmother.
"I believe you, you are a resourceful child since childhood. I don't worry about you. It's just that Xian'er is a little impetuous. If she is half as calm as Yi'er." Lonely looked back and said 4 more, good night, everyone Happy Lantern Festival~~