Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 922 It’s from my own family

Taoist Wudu glanced at Xiao Tianqing. He was wearing a blue-green robe, his whole face shrunken into a ball, and the old man who looked like a walnut grinned towards Tian Qing.

The shaky mouth with only two yellow teeth looked cold and terrifying.

Xiao Tianqing looked at the Five Poisons Taoist and smiled, revealing a slight dimple at the corner of his mouth. The whole child looked very sweet and innocent.

"That kid over there is included." Taoist Wudu stretched out his withered fingers and pointed towards Xiaotian.

When Ma Tong heard this, he looked in the direction of Taoist Wu Du's finger. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the girl with bright eyes and clean teeth.

Is this child stupid? How can he still laugh under such circumstances?

Because this largest cage only contained children with good looks but no cultivation, Ma Tong was not familiar with the children in this iron cage, and he was not surprised that he did not know the information about this child.

He just smiled at Taoist Wudu: "That child has no cultivation, no talent, and is worthless. It is considered as a gift to the Taoist, just as a friend."

Xiaotian was silent for a moment after hearing this. Damn it, it's worthless. If my identity is exposed, I will definitely be the most valuable one here.

No, it seems that no monk in the world has the guts to sell a child of the Tiangong clan. If her identity is really exposed, these people will most likely be scared to death and evacuate overnight. How can they possibly negotiate her selling price?

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This is what I thought in my heart, Xiao Tianqing is not stupid enough to reveal his identity.

She just lowered her head slightly, her exposed sky-blue eyes filled with surprise and bewilderment.

A child with no power to restrain herself subconsciously showed a flattering smile to the old man who was about to decide her fate at this time. Even if it was a somewhat twisted and difficult smile, it was too bright to show on this bright and clean little face.

Showing a different kind of cleverness.

Taoist Wudu laughed, his hoarse, dry laughter was sharp, it hit the eardrums directly and made him feel sharp and uncomfortable.

It feels like a needle has been inserted into the brain and stirred up, which makes people subconsciously frown.

Xiao Tianqing frowned without exception, and her fair little face wrinkled into a ball, expressing her discomfort.

"Then let's make friends." Taoist Wu Du laughed sharply twice and then stopped laughing. Not because of the girl's discomfort, how could he be so kind as an evil cultivator?

Woolen cloth!

The withered hand stretched out towards Ma Tong. When Ma Tong held that hand, the boneless hand felt the same as holding a skeleton.

Ma Tong only shook it for a moment and then calmly withdrew his hand, wiped his fingers on his sleeves, and still had a polite and enthusiastic smile on his face: "Taoist, you have found something you are satisfied with. Should you leave here or take a look?"

The special program of our Searching Hall?”

"Then let's take a look?" Wudu Taoist Jie Jie laughed twice. He took the two children, a boy and a girl, who were carried out by the patrol. At the same time, he threw a bag full of currency towards Ma Tong, "There is no one there."

Interfering cubicle.”

"Okay." Ma Tong took the small bag, tipped the weight, and showed a satisfied smile.

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"My name is Mu Yunfeng, what's your name?" The two children were thrown casually into the corner of the box. Mu Yunfeng got up from the ground and leaned against the corner. The sense of security that the corner gave him made him subconsciously ask Xiao Tianqing.

name.

"Qingtian, Feng Qingtian." Of course Xiao Tianqing would not tell her real name to Mu Yunfeng who didn't know the details. She was the young master of the Musu tribe, and she didn't know the Musu tribe, let alone the Musu tribe.

How could his relationship with the Tiangong clan reveal his true identity in front of this child?

After telling Mu Yunfeng a name somewhat perfunctorily, Xiaotian's blue eyes wandered around to look at the surrounding environment, and from time to time they fell on the old man wearing a blue-green robe.

Wudu Taoist seemed to have noticed Xiao Tianqing's gaze. He had just poured himself a glass of wine, and walked towards this side with the glass in his hand without even taking a sip.

He bent down and looked at the two children, his cold and sticky eyes could make people feel sick.

"You, what are you going to do?!" Mu Yunfeng shrank back and leaned against the wall, still feeling insecure. His voice was trembling.

On the other hand, Xiao Tianqing opened his sky-blue eyes and stared at Taoist Wudu motionlessly, with thoughts and uncertainty in his eyes.

Taoist Wudu laughed, with a cool and moist sound that rarely contained a hint of joy. He stretched out his free hand and put his index finger on Xiao Tianqing's forehead.

[Who is your adult? Why do you let such a young child run around? If you hadn't met me, you would have been in danger this time.] The clear and smiling voice contained a bit of gentleness and elegance.

Xiaotian heard the voice on his Tiangong communication platform, and a certain suspicion was confirmed.

[Why don't you speak? Are you stupid? Isn't it? You don't look like a little fool.] It was still a clear and smiling voice, with a bit of teasing, but not much malice.

Xiao Tianqing stared at the haggard old man with her sky-blue eyes. The completely different voices that sounded in the Tiangong Liaison Platform made it difficult for her to connect them with the cold and haggard old man in front of her.

Su Qingmo seemed to sense the girl's confusion, and the voice with a clear smile slowly explained: [Have you never seen a human skin mask? The little guy has little experience!]

[Shouldn't the human skin mask only change the face? Why are your hands...] Xiao Tianqing's voice was clear and sweet, and the confused little tone made people couldn't bear not to answer the girl's question.

[It’s a special human skin mask.] Su Qingmo replied with a smile. He looked at the girl, slid his fingers from the left side of the girl’s forehead to the girl’s cheek, and finally landed on her chin, raised her chin, and said coldly and dumbly.

The voice was dry and dark like an old man's, "This little face is quite pretty. If you are honest, I don't recommend raising a funny toy."

"I'm very good, don't kill me." The little girl with a trembling voice showed an obedient smile. She looked at the old man with a flattering look, while the voice from the Tiangong Liaison Platform was a squeamish complaint.

【It doesn't feel good at all, put your hands down quickly.】

[Work hard and you'll be fine soon.] Su Qingmo's clear and clear voice was soothing, but he snorted coldly and turned his eyes to Mu Yunfeng.

Mu Yunfeng tried his best to shrink his body, trying to reduce his presence so that the disgusting old man would not notice him. When he saw the old man's sticky and wet eyes falling on him, Mu Yunfeng was about to cry.

He showed a stiff smile, and the uncoordinated facial muscles distorted the smile: "I, I am also very well-behaved."

(End of chapter)