"A waste! If you don't do it well, you can get out of this house!"

Hua Erniang's Hedong lion roar appeared again, and Qi Lu's scalp was numb.

What am I talking about? Your parents-in-law and uncle are all so angry that you are so angry that you are?

How many evils did you do in your previous life to get such a thing in this life?

Until the meal started, she sat on the table in the yard. Hua Erniang's mouth almost never stopped. She either didn't like it here or there, but her husband was like a quail, smiling, as if he was not scolding him.

It's interesting...

Qi Lu looked at the man named Zhang Han with sympathy, and glanced at Da Erniang without any trace, sighing in his heart: "It's better to be kind to your husband. After all, marrying you can be considered as eliminating the harm for the people."

Isn't that true?

Whoever wins this kind of girl will be unlucky! She is just a vicious and cruel world.

Everyone frowned, and the meal was not delicious. It was just that they were not easy to get involved in such family affairs. Besides, what is there to be pitiful for a big man who has such no status at home?

A seven-foot man! Even if a monkey is thin, he can still scratch his bear if he gets angry, right?

This is just because of its soft personality.

After dinner, everyone had a bumpy day and encountered this kind of thing again. They had no idea of ​​chatting [Zone 8 www.yeyin8.com], and they all went back to their house to prepare for rest.

On the kang, Qi Lu and Long Aotian quickly entered the state of cultivation. Qi Lu had enough of the inconvenience that he could not walk freely. Long Aotian had such cultivation at a young age, so naturally he did not sleep through sleep.

The moonlight is hazy, and the sound of cuckoos sounds from time to time. Accompanied by the barking of wild dogs in the village, the rustling leaves make the whole village look quieter.

The headlamp oil is so expensive these days. After nightfall, most families have already put on earthen kangs. If they are in a mood, whether they hit it off or the other party’s half-heartedness, they will have been covered with a thin blanket. With the bright moonlight, they have crossed mountains and ridges across the plains, and rushed into the paradise along the gurgling stream.

After practicing, my ear power became much more enlightened. The humming sound of the house next door was heard, not sure whether it was pain or refreshing, which made Qi Lu's heart of Tao slightly confused. He silently recited the mantra of meditation, and then calmed down.

Damn, there are a lot of people in this world! No wonder almost every family has several kids, and they are having fun all night long, so how can they be born?

The wind gradually stopped, but the sound was still looming. Qi Lu called him a good guy! In desperation, he closed his spiritual sense and refused to listen to it.

What he didn't know was that Long Aotian was practicing while listening with relish, and he also whispered twice in his heart from time to time, not afraid of being so obsessed with him!

Time passed slowly, unable to see or touch, and it was soon midnight.

In the village, in the past few years, some people volunteered to fight for updates, but in recent years, after the last fight for updates, no one wanted to take over again.

After all, there is no salary. Apart from fools, who is idle and has nothing to do, and comes out to blow the cold wind in the middle of the night.

Besides, this world is not very peaceful.

Fox demons and ghosts have taken their lives more often, and they don’t know if anyone will take care of those who are not afraid of death.

At night, everything was quiet. A yellow figure suddenly appeared next to the crooked tree at the entrance of the village that was scorching by a thunder in the early years.

It looks like a squirrel, but its tail is not so fluffy, and it is tilted to the ground. It is on the ground with its lower limbs, its body is upright, its two short claws are huddled in front of its chest, and it looks into the village with its head and head.

The black nose was towering towards the sky, smelling the surrounding smell.

If Qi Lu saw that expression and expression, he would recognize it. Isn’t this like a weasel on the Blue Star?

Well, the demonic energy is a little heavier, two or three times larger, and the fangs in the mouth are much sharper. No matter how you look, they look like a mutated weasel.

“It smells like a stranger.”

The weasel murmured in his low voice, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes. It was cautious by nature and would never make any decisions easily until it was unclear.

"It seems to be an ordinary person...but why did I smell the scent of other demon races?"

Whether it is a natural monster or a monster that absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as long as it is activated, it is already considered a member of the demon clan. For all demon clans, they are very sensitive to territorial consciousness, and they can generally feel any people or beasts that have been in their territory.

This is because Ali has restrained all his breath, which makes the weasel not feel clearly. If he releases his breath, he will definitely turn his head and run away without saying a word.

But it was precisely because Ali's breath was converging that the weasel hesitated...

Do you want to enter the village?

I'm afraid there will be an ambush!

But I have been here for several years. Which demon clan would have nothing to do? Come to such a broken place to deal with it as an unknown person?

Otherwise... go in and check and see which friend came here. If you really can't beat the other party, then everything is easy to discuss!

If you feel something goes wrong and the stranger who comes is just an ordinary person, you will be even more at ease. After all, it is not easy to occupy a territory these days.

Besides...

The beauty in the village is really unwilling to let go of herself!

...

In Hua Erniang's yard, Ali, who seemed to be asleep, raised a trace of his eyelids and looked at the weasel that suddenly appeared in the yard. He sneezes disdainfully, then closed his eyes and continued to fall asleep.

Everyone is a demon clan. Although they have always been a "good citizen", the other party is obviously from a mud-legged family and has different identities, but if the other party does not cause trouble, it will be too lazy to kill each other.

Oh, it’s not actually considered a killing of oneself. After all, there are too many types of demon races. As long as they do not belong to the same race, there is no incense at all.

Just looking at the weasel's timid look, Ali, after a fierce battle with the tiger demon, doesn't want to bully the weak for the time being. As long as we don't cause trouble, we won't violate the river.

But it thinks so, but the weasel doesn't think so.

He slowly moved to Ali's side, reached out and poked its tendon flesh, but there was no response...

I circled it several times, but still didn't respond...

"Is it... really an ordinary beast?"

The weasel stood upright in a sexual manner, touched his chin with his front paws, and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!