Go Through My Demon Host - Chapter 4107

Chapter 4107 Respect for freedom (2)

Ranbai didn’t want to talk, she was worried, and always felt that she would be infected if she stayed with them like this.

Blood Soul Orb is unlovable next to him, so I have to let Phoenix talk to His Royal Highness again, I’m afraid that the old one can be exposed, and asked: “Your Highness wants to plant it?”

“Plant trees.” Dyeing white carelessly, “That’s okay, just return to the tree planter.”

“Okay, by the way, where did Yixi die?” Ying Li suddenly thought of something, frowned, and looked around. “This dead fat cat is too lazy to eat and is too lazy to move. It is short and ugly. Not the female cat, huh.”

It is rare for Phoenix to maintain the same attitude as Zhuzi, and nodded in agreement: “I feel so too.”

The tabby cat lay on the largest peach tree outside the attic, turned over, bared her belly comfortably, and continued to miss her little female cat in her sleep.

Of course, in the end, she was ruthlessly dragged down by Ying Li.

Yixi said angrily: “You impersonal bead! Iron-hearted!”

“I am not a human being either.” Ying Li was condescending.

#Shocked, some beads have two faces in front of the temple and in front of others

“His Royal Highness…” Yixi looked for Ranbai and cried sadly, and took the initiative to roll on the ground to let Dyebai lick the cat.

Ying Li’s temple jumped straight, and Yi Xi was so annoyed that he could get in front of Ran Bai as a salted fish all day.

“Are you jealous?” Phoenix asked quietly.

Ying Li ignored him.

“I’m jealous too.” Phoenix bit a grape sourly, and then touched his bright and soft feathers, “Isn’t it scented like a cat?”

“Oh.” Zhuzi said, “Maybe you are ugly.”

“??!”

Phoenix claimed that in terms of appearance, he dared to say second, but no one dared to say second. The first is of course his Royal Highness. He can’t stand the doubts in this respect the most, and gritted his teeth.

Ming fiddled with the seeds of the peach blossom tree: “Okay, plant a tree soon.”

None of them knows how to plant trees, and they don’t know one by one. Phoenix tentatively asked, “You can grow up by burying the seeds directly under the tree, right?”

“I think so too.”

“It should be, isn’t it the way to plant trees?”

“But we lack a tool that can dig a hole.”

“It’s not difficult.”

Phoenix took a stroll outside. He was the best at this kind of social relationship, and soon brought back five shovels.

“Isn’t that amazing!” Phoenix ran directly in front of Ranbai, and gave her all five shovels, “His Royal Highness, please praise me.”

“Well, great.” Ranbai’s words are concise and concise.

When Yi Xi held the mini-shovel in his mouth, he couldn’t help but say: “I’m just an ordinary cat, and I haven’t transformed it yet.”

Ying Li indifferently said: “Come on, you can.”

In short, I’m very passionate about planting trees. I feel subtle when I’m dyed white and holding a shovel. After all I’ve lived for so many years and I’ve never seen this kind of thing. The sluggish beauty looks casual, and the action is contaminated with three-point firework.

Dyeing white is a bit of a habit of cleanliness, with gloves on his hands, and the phoenix stepped on a shovel to watch the scene, muttering: “His Royal Highness just came back to see the peach tree that night… but there is no habit of cleanliness.”

Ying Li’s expression changed, and he kicked Phoenix: “Is this comparable? Shut up.”

“I’m not talking in front of the hall.” Phoenix was a little bit lost, “I want to…”

Some people will not come back after they leave, and some people go around and are destined to meet again.

Phoenix does not know whether His Royal Highness and that person are the former or the latter.

Ying stared at the seeds of the peach blossom tree, looked back after two glances, and looked at the lazy red figure from a distance: “As long as your Royal Highness is well, what can’t you do?”

Yingli’s body is the blood soul orb, it is the holy thing that the blood family has provided for generations for thousands of years, and the evil spirit is difficult to control, and no blood king can wake him up.

Until he was dyed white and nurtured him with blood for eighteen years, he awakened his spiritual consciousness and had life.

He came to this world because he was dyed white, and he had regarded her as his only master.

“Your Highness, how did it feel to plant a tree for the first time?” Ming asked with a smile. She was still in a half-spirited state, her body almost transparent in the sun, and her blue clothes were clear.

Dyeing white chin with a shovel: “What do you think?”

Ming is serious: “I think it’s pretty good.”

Yixi held a shovel exhaustedly: “I don’t think it’s good.”

In the end, I was busy almost all day.

Except for Yen Bai and Ying Li, everyone else doesn’t drink blood. Yen Bai drank a bag of blood outside the kitchen and watched them busy with cooking. The sunset on the horizon was full of orange and red light. The large clouds are like white cotton candy, and the kitchen is smoking, and the fragrance is wafting out of it.

“His Royal Highness, can you still eat after drinking blood?” Ying raised his eyebrows sharply, “I have improved my cooking skills, please give me a good look?”

“Okay.” Ranbai nodded and jokingly said, “Let me see how many can be poisoned.”

“It’s not a problem for you to drink blood packs all the time. Anyway, you are now an adult blood clan, and you don’t even have a first embrace, and you don’t look for blood clan to **** blood. At any rate, you can find a few blood servants.” Ming Kan she was lonely and drank blood packs again. , Couldn’t help but make a sound.

Dyeing white squinted her eyes, she gave birth to a pair of affectionate eyes, which seemed to be affectionate to everyone, but she was constrained by a bit of romantic coolness. The eye pupils were beautiful with blood color, which seemed drunk but not drunk, and her lips were bright red and bewitched. The blood was stained like cinnabar, with a faint trace of white teeth, the tip of the tongue slowly licked the fangs, and with a low smile, he said ambiguously: “The temple is clean and self-conscious, and does not emphasize desire.”

“…” After a long pause, he pondered: “Do you know?”

“Huh?” The white-dyed tail is lightly picky, with a bit of lazy magnetism, which is really seductive.

“Generally, people who say such things will eventually get slapped in the face.”

Dye Bai indifferent: “You should care more about yourself.”

Ming is heartbroken: “I care about you and you don’t appreciate it.”

“It’s time for dinner!” Phoenix came out with three dishes at once, and came out excitedly. A white jade-like face was smoked like a tabby cat, but his eyes were bright.

The sky is already dark, and the night is no longer lonely, the light and shadow of the burning candle are extinguished.

They were sitting in front of the pear wood round table, eating and watching the moon. The courtyard was just right, and the stars in the blue sky were twinkling.

“His Royal Highness, drink?” Ying asked sharply.

“At least it should be a scene.” Ranbai lifted his chin, “fallen.”

“Come on, don’t get drunk or return.” Phoenix smiled.

Yixi licked the delicious fish on the plate, feasting, and the two cats’ ears kept moving.

Ming touched the wine glasses with Ranbai.

When the wind in late autumn is soft, the moonlight is bright and mottled.

“Does this count as the first reunion dinner I came back?” Phoenix wine drank high, and smiled, eyes like crescents.

Ranbai put down his wine glass, his smile faded a little, and he smiled speciously, always looking lazy, and he couldn’t tell whether he was drunk or not.

(End of this chapter)