Chapter 2913

Mo Lian looks at him expressionless: "I hate you."

Arbor is a little sad. This big one and small two men, strictly speaking, the small one is not really a man. When they meet each other, they always want dogs to bite the dogs and they don't know why.

The little monk shook his four claws and kept kicking in the air. "Benefactor, benefactor, please save me from your bandit Xianggong!"

The tree gave them a silent look, raised his hand and held the little monk who was carried by the ink lotus, patted him on the back peacefully, "well, you don't have to die all by yourself."

The little monk put on an innocent face and looked at her.

Where did he die by himself? It's clearly that Prince lotus is too mean.

Benefactor is his daughter-in-law. That's right. It's his benefactor! The little monk was so angry that he stretched a bun face and turned his head to stare at ink lotus.

Another turn, then lying on the shoulder of the tree, "benefactor, how can you find me?"

His eyes suddenly brightened, and before the tree could speak, he went on talking to himself. "It must be because of the relationship between the monk and the benefactor."

Trees can't help but want to ha ha.

Since waking the child, he has never stopped talking.

This is really a talking monk.

"Little master, you are very intelligent!" Watching Chen Qi, who hasn't made a sound for a long time, suddenly couldn't help laughing, "little Shifu, are you interested in learning forging tools from me?"

Little monk Kong looked back at the old man and shook his head like a rattle. "Little monk is a member of his family. He doesn't need to study forging tools because he doesn't need to be famous or rich."

Hearing this, arbor was a little funny. He raised his hand and poked his round face. "It's very useful to learn how to forge weapons. You can forge weapons by yourself."

The little monk secretly glanced at the black face Prince Mo and whispered, "can your husband?"

What weapons do you want? If you want, let your husband make it. The meaning in the little monk's eyes really makes the tree laugh and cry.

This child is usually used to the ink lotus. At the critical moment, he thinks of the ink prince.

It can be seen that in the subtle influence of the bottom of my heart, I really attach great importance to and recognize the prince.

"Who are the people in black who are chasing you, you know?"

"What man in black?" The little monk just looked around. When he saw a lot of people in black lying on all sides on the withered grass, he was also slightly shocked.

"They're after me? Why are they after me? " The little monk asked with a puzzled face.

As soon as this is said, arbor will know that it is impossible to set up some useful information from a young monk.

Little monk knows more than she does.

Thinking of this, the tree sighed. After holding the little monk for two steps, he felt a little light on his body.

The tree looked down and the arms were empty. The little monk had been robbed by his husband.

"What are you doing?" The little monk immediately cried out unsatisfied, "I don't want you to hold me!"

This tough smelly man, when he was holding him, often made his face hurt, and no one could hold him comfortably.

Mo Lian gently bowed his head, stroked and stroked his little head, and said with a smile, "no objection!"

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ah, it's too sleepy. Wake up and make up for it