The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Nan Zhen feels that Xiao Ba is really easy to satisfy, and only 3 points of bad thoughts are happy. However, the Mengda boss is indeed the most tricky of all the big bosses. After Nan Hao boasted a sentence, he did not expect Meng Ziyi to explore this issue in depth. He did not want him to take the initiative to say it himself. "This is the last piece of robes my mother gave me. After I enter the division, I can go back every year. Received her hand-stitched robes, at the beginning, or brocade robes, later

I said that I was too ugly, and she changed the soft linen..."

This is the first time Nanxun has heard that Meng Ziyi has said so much. His tone and look are never soft.

Nanxun is happy that this big boss finally has a happy home, but he feels sad for his later encounters.

Destiny gives you a big joke when you think you are happiest, which can make people collapse.

"Master." Nan Hao whispered to him.

Her voice is soft and soft, always with a strange soothing power.

Meng Ziyi did not think that women were annoyed for the first time.

He did not respond, but his face was slightly biased toward the south.

"Master, I will make a robes for you in the future."

The words of painting the spirit made Meng Ziyi stunned, and then the face sank. He said coldly: "No."

Nancy did not expect that he suddenly changed his face, and suddenly he slammed, oh, faintly said: "I am over."

He still dislikes her identity and can't pay attention to it, only to let him put down his defenses, even if it is only a short time, it is very difficult to get.

Nan Yan sighed and said nothing.

Xiao Ba: This sigh is really obvious, I am afraid that the big boss can't hear it.

Until Meng Ziyi extinguished the oil lamp, Nanxun did not say a word, let alone like the same, just as if Meng Zengyi was forgotten to capture the identity of the demon teacher, and he teased that he was as daring as he was sweaty.

This kind of quiet is what Meng Ziyi likes, but somehow his mood has become worse.

He used to fall asleep in a sitting position, so he didn't lie down after going to bed, but instead leaned back against the bed and crossed his legs.

He cherishes the time of sleep, although most of the time is a light sleep, but at this time he closes his eyes, but he can't sleep.

Meng Ziyi blamed his insomnia on the habit of being destroyed. In the past, he would sleep with a sly knives, but at this time... the arms were empty, and the scorpion knife was placed on his side.

Very close.

But the painting spirit is attached to the scabbard.

From time to time, she said that the last sentence is okay. If she does not speak for so long, she will give him an illusion. His demon knife is still the same as before. Maybe when he suddenly forgets, he will hold the knife into his arms again.

But... his tone is really bad?

She is very fond of talking, just because she is fierce, she is scared by him? Then dare not say a word?

No, this little demon is very big. He first saw her wanting to kill her. At that time, she did not see her begging for mercy.

So, she is... angry?

But what is she angry about, how can he let a little demon make clothes for him? Is this like this?

Anyway, I couldn't sleep, and Meng Ziyi didn't sleep. He moved his legs and moved his arms. They were all small movements.

There was nothing moving in the sly knives, and he couldn’t even feel the voyeuristic eyes.

Meng Ziyi somehow recalled the things that were still in the division. There were several sisters who liked to be spoiled in the division, and the brothers changed them by law. The images of those horrible people suddenly flashed through his mind.

He can't help but frown.

How can you think of these...

In the door of the division, he is reluctant to think back in these years. He has been going south, and he is not hiding his mind.

He wounded the brother of the same door and stole the town's martial art slashing sword. Since then, he has been a traitor.

Meng Ziyi gathered God and took the initiative to reach out and touch the handle of the scorpion knives. Follow the stalk and gently slam on it.

The scabbard did not move.

Meng Ziyi bounced again, this time he started a little heavier.

"What is the master?" Nanxun completely kissed a stranger.

Painting spirit once again broke the impression of Meng Ziyi on her. He thought she was a good temper and didn't want to be a temper.

Keep up with him? Really not afraid of him smashing her?

Meng Ziyi now keeps her only because she has come in and fights when she fights with the Millennium Fox. In the end, she almost vanished. Even though she didn’t shoot at that time, he had a way to destroy the fox, but it took some effort. .

"Is angry?" Meng Ziyi asked.

Nan Yan: "I am just a little painter, and I dare to be a master."

Meng Ziyi: It seems that I am really angry.

He frowned. "What kind of anger do you have? I am angry when I want to be born. You are attached to the scabbard of my scorpion knife, which makes me unable to sleep at night. I used to hold it to sleep."

Nan Yan listened to this and could not help but enjoy it. She thinks very strange, big boss is complaining with her? Does he still complain about this emotion?

"Masters can now sleep with a sly knives. Anyway, I am attached to the scabbard, and there is no real body. The touch sensor when the master touches me should be the same as the original scabbard."

Microton, she whispered: "Although I am sensitive, the external touch is the same for me, but I can bear it."

Meng Ziyi listened to this, and his expression suddenly became subtle. "Actually, I am also more sensitive... I don't feel the texture of the scabbard when I meet you, but the woman's body."

It took a while for Nanxun to digest the news. She shouted: "Then you are not...you are you shameless! I have been touched by you all over the body!"

Meng Ziyi’s face was a rare glimpse of the color.

He carefully thought about it and defended himself: "It seems that I accidentally touched my chest, waist, head, legs, feet, and nothing else."

Nanxun's tone is slightly elevated: "This is not much? This is equivalent to the whole body! I always thought that when you touched me, I would like to touch the cold scabbard. I haven't snorted several times, I know..."

Finally, she whispered aloud: "Master, you bully me."

Meng Ziyi: ...

Nanxun turned to and acquainted: "But... forget it, you are also unintentional. I was a little demon in the eyes of the master. The goblin also talked about chastity."

Meng Ziyi was silent, his eyebrows were twisted and released.

"You are not the same as those demon." Mencius said.

When Nanxun heard this, his mood suddenly improved and his tone rose. "Of course I am different. If it is the same, the master has already killed me. Where will I take me around? I also allow me to possess my knives." on."

Meng Ziyi's mouth was slightly hooked.

The mood seems to have suddenly changed? Obviously not a person, but like a person who likes to change his face, like a child. .

"Master, I will be able to recover soon. When the time comes, the masters don't have to be as difficult as they are now." Nanhao Road, with some apologies.

Mencius sighed and closed his eyes again. "I am not eager to practice this kind of thing. I am going to sleep, and you have to rest."

Nanhao whispered: "Master, good dream."

Meng Ziyi snorted again. This time he quickly fell asleep.