novelraw Chapter 134 Your Majesty, He Wants to Return to the Vulgar (43)
Chapter 134 Your Majesty, He Wants to Return to the Vulgar (43)
Chapter 134 Your Majesty, He Wants to Return to the Vulgar (43)
After the end, a certain man in black asked stupidly.
"Is that so?"
A certain monk blushed and pouted, "That's almost what it means..."
His eyes were a little wandering, staring at the pretty face of a certain man in black, "Do you want to try again?"
"Just try whatever you want? Well~ you two are really having fun and having fun! Do you still care about me as your master?"
The two looked at Xiao Yan who was standing behind him at some point, and resolutely kowtowed to confess.
"Your Majesty, forgive me!"*2
A certain monk was about to cry. He just wanted his former younger brother to see the world, but he didn't know that the two of them were arrested together.
This time, His Majesty is angry because the Dugong refused to desire, so don't be so cruel as to see their 'joking' kissing each other and kick their heads off...
A certain monk was thinking about things and feeling uneasy for fear that his head would be clicked in the next second.
As a result, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand towards him, and said with a cold face: "Didn't you say that there is a script?"
A certain monk was stunned.
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced at a certain man in black, and pointed out: "Could it be that you plan to save it for when you eat alone?"
The monk shook his head violently and shouted "I don't dare". He quickly took out a stack of small storybooks full of spring stories from his arms and held them up with both hands.
Xiao Yan turned a certain page seriously.
Looking at the illustrations, she blushed suddenly, and quickly covered the book with her sleeves.
Angrily said: "You have many tricks."
After glaring at a certain monk, Xiao Yan left.
"Oh, it seems that His Majesty is very satisfied with these words." Xiao Yan walked away abruptly, the monk looked up at his back and pondered, "It seems that I will be reinstated as an official soon~"
A certain man in black stared blankly at his profile, and nodded seriously.
A certain monk looked at her dull look and smiled nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I will never forget your kindness in the future. When I return to Beijing, I will definitely find you a beautiful young man to have fun with."
A certain man in black pulled up his scarf expressionlessly and left.
Monk Kong stayed on the spot and stamped his feet.
"Damn Mu Mu, I'm just being kind and ungrateful, and I'm ignoring him when I leave. Hmph, I'm getting more and more courageous. I don't think he cares about me as a big brother at all!" The monk was full of displeasure.
……
Ye Ran closed the temple door and went back to the room.
The shoes on both feet fell to the sides very recklessly.
She climbed onto the bed, crossed her legs and took out the invitation from her bosom, raising her eyebrows.
"Tch, it's boring. Who has time to join in the fun?"
Let's just roll up the invitation and throw it out of the window into a paper ball, hitting one of the bald heads outside the window.
The bald heads looked at each other for a moment, then picked up the paper ball and left.
"If the goddess doesn't go, let's go."
"We must give the goddess a name and earn enough face in front of the Jianghu people!"
On that day, the five most skilled people in Heifeng Village and the horse bandits formed a Wulin League dungeon-clearing team and set off.
Ye Ran, who was not interested in anything that happened in the Goddess Temple, had already wrapped his hands in rags and entered the apocalypse.
This was also the night when Ye Ran saw the end of the world for the first time.
The surroundings of the city were pitch black, and only the sound of Mo Tianjin's sleeping breathing could be heard nearby, while the footsteps of zombies wandering in the city looking for food could be heard a little farther away.
At night, the mobility of the zombies will increase, and the low growls from time to time make people palpitate.
Ye Ran looked at Mo Tianjin, but didn't wake him up.
He hasn't trimmed his hair since the end of the world. There are a few long strands of hair covering his eyes, making him look a little feminine. Fortunately, there are stubbles on his chin, which neutralizes this feeling.
He was sleeping on the small examination table, his long legs slightly bent and a little aggrieved.
And by his hand lay a small head with a little Jiujiu stuck in it, staring at him without blinking.
(End of this chapter)