Chapter 283

"No need!"

Soft waxy voice, but also a firm spirit.

Zhu Ying's pupil shrinks and looks at Luo Xiaoman with pride on his face.

These three words are so familiar, just like when they were in Xixi, the Luo family wanted to help them kill silver rats. They also said these three words.

Now, this pride is not his exclusive.

"The strength of my two brothers is enough to give enough attention to the holy college." Luo Xiaoman looked up with a smile, two braids dangling, very playful and full of self-confidence, like a dazzling little sun, people can not ignore her heat, and light.

"I see." Zhu Ying nodded, then frowned and reminded: "however, the internal struggle of the holy college is very fierce. I was afraid he would not let your two brothers pass the test easily

"Yes, yes." Luo Xiaoman waved his hand, and said with a smile, "we don't have a small career here to support us?"

Xiaoya, Xiaoya?!

Zhu Ying's mouth twitched. Is this about elder Ji, his master?

He seems to be able to feel the despair in the master's heart.

I didn't expect that the teacher, who has always been respected by others, will one day become the apprentice of a six-year-old child. This contrast makes me feel a bit uneasy.

Then again, even if you have Ji boundless looking at the side, but you can't defend the bright sword, but you can't prevent the hidden arrow.

Little Shizu, you should be careful.

"Little disciple, we won't disturb much."

“……”

Little Shizu, you just call me a disciple, but can you not add a small word?

I'm a man of seven feet. I'm not small!

"The abyss." Luo Xiaoman looked at Mo yuan, Mo yuan understood, bent over and held her up.

Oops!

At this moment, the big white next to him called out weakly, and looked at them two wrongly.

Is he left out by his master again?

You know, before the little master like to sit on his back, but now he is in love with the embrace of Mo yuan.

Mo yuan picked to pick eyebrows, a toss of clothes, very impolitely stepped on the back of big white, "go."

What's the big white face?

People just want to carry the little master, you villain, leave the little master and go down by himself.

"Dabai, what's the matter?" Luo Xiaoman noticed the difference of Da Bai and asked in doubt.

"I guess I'm hungry." Mo yuan raised his hand, gently touched big white hair, "turn back, bake a chicken leg for him."

Roast chicken leg?!

Big white eyes a bright, whine, whew to run out.

Hum, it's you!

But, drumsticks, I'll have two!

Deal!

Luo Xiaoman tilted his head and looked confused. He vaguely felt whether the two guys had reached a deal. Otherwise, why did Dabai suddenly look like a chicken blood?

"Little man." Galloping, Mo yuan tight tight bosom of Luo Xiaoman, soft voice way: "cold?"

"Not cold." Luo Xiaoman shook his head, small face rubbed in his arms, "Yuan's embrace, good warm."

This rub, as if rubbed to the tip of Mo yuan's heart, itching.

"Although the Luo family is in a bad situation, I believe that everything will be better soon."

"Well."

Mo yuan absentmindedly responds, a heart already flies to just that kind of wonderful feeling inside, cannot come out.

Soon, Luo Xiaoman returned to the place where Luo's family settled down, and he realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

"Dad, what happened?"

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