"Hehe, is my Zi Ji baby waiting for me?" As soon as Zhao Ming came back, he saw Zi Ji standing at the door, wearing a black knee-length skirt, revealing her beautiful long legs. Standing there, she stood gracefully and extremely beautiful.
"What's wrong with your arm? Who hurts you?" Zi Ji did not answer. She noticed the bandage on Zhao Ming's arm, and was a little worried, and asked angrily. Suddenly, there was a terrifying aura on her body. Zhao Ming was her master, her lover, and her taboo. How could she not be angry if Zhao Ming was injured?
"It's okay, just a little bit of injury." Zhao Ming hugged Zi Ji in his arms, feeling a sense of warmth in his heart. His Zi Ji is so nice, and he cares about him so much. The Hell Demon Dragon King is one of the top ten ferocious beasts, and is famous, but he is just a docile little woman by his side.
"How can that be done? Whoever hurts you, tell me, I'll kill him." Zi Ji looked at Zhao Ming with beautiful eyes and said coldly. Zhao Ming is the most important person in her heart. Whoever dares to touch him will kill whoever she wants.
"What if Qian Daoliu hurt me? You are no match for him." Zhao Ming smiled brightly.
"Qiandaoliu?" Zi Ji's face changed slightly, but her face soon became cold, and an evil light flashed in her eyes, "Even if I can't beat him, I can seriously hurt him and make it impossible for him to live a good life."
The 100,000-year-old soul beasts all have their own trump cards. These trump cards are the most terrifying things about these soul beasts.
Back then, Qian Xunji led a group of powerful people in the Spirit Hall to chase A Yin and Tang Hao and were delayed by them for so long. A Yin had an immortal realm.
As the Hell Demon Dragon King, Zi Ji is much stronger than A Yin, so how could she not have her own trump card?
But the release of those trump cards also represents the end of their lives. This is just like what is often said in the fantasy that powerful monks explode themselves,
"You are my baby. If something happens to you, I will feel distressed. I don't allow you to use your trump cards. No matter what happens, it won't work." Zhao Ming hugged Zi Ji tightly, felt her tenderness, and said solemnly. He didn't want Zi Ji to be stimulated in the future, so he used those trump cards that sacrificed his life.
"I know, but I'm a little unhappy when I see you hurt. If Qian Daoliu dares to hurt you again, I will let him taste my power even if I try my best." Zi Ji buried her head in Zhao Ming's arms and said softly.
Zhao Ming is an invincible existence of soul beast powerhouses in ancient times.
How dare you hurt him if you are just a thousand-dailiu?
"I just said that I knew, so I said this again." Zhao Ming said angrily. As he said, Zhao Ming raised his palm and slapped Zi Ji's peach-like buttocks.
"But that was just a random talk. How could I meet someone like Qian Daoliu in Tiandou City? Qian Daoliu is the great elder of the Spirit Hall, and he is probably still staying in the Spirit Hall. I was just careless just now, so I was injured. Moreover, the wounds are probably almost healing now."
"It would be better if it wasn't Qiandaoliu. In this Tiandou City, no one would be my opponent. Whoever dares to hurt you will definitely let him survive or die." Zi Ji leaned on Zhao Ming's chest and said gently. Although his voice was extremely gentle, it showed a kind of murderous intent that was completely cold.
"Let's forget it. He can't die now. He is very important to me now. After a while, I will kill him personally. Without my order, you can't attack him at will." Zhao Ming said, he was terrified that when Zi Ji found out about Tang San, and then killed Tang San without knowing him. Then he cried without even crying.
After all, Tang San still has two tasks involved.
Regarding the mission of Tang San, the son of destiny, the reward must be very generous, and he doesn't want it to be gone.
"Okay. You are the master, whatever you say is what you say." Zi Ji tilted her head, revealing her charming side face.
"Hehe, is it whatever I say? Then I'm going to speak loudly?" Zhao Ming smiled wickedly, feeling the tenderness in his arms, and he wanted to practice.
"I want it ten times." Zhao Ming smiled, lowered his head, attached himself to Zi Ji's ear, exhaled lightly, and said gently.
"Too many." Zi Ji's face turned red, she bit her silver teeth lightly, looked at Zhao Ming with beautiful eyes, and said in a gentle voice. There was something strange in her voice.
"Not much, not much at all." Zhao Ming looked at Zi Ji in his arms warmly, stroked her hair gently, and kissed her heavily.
Zi Ji is his woman.
Zi Ji was the only one who could make him full. At other times, he could only eat half full when eating rice made by Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing and Zhu Yun, and even less than half full. But Zi Ji was able to eat full.
After a long time, Zhao Ming slowly separated from Zi Ji. Looking at Zi Ji's tender eyes, Zhao Ming chuckled and picked up Zi Ji in the waist.
"Today, isn't it too early? It's not dark yet?" Zi Ji's face was blushing, and her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Ming, a little shy.
"It's getting late, it's too dark and I can't see clearly." Zhao Ming smiled.
You can't eat too late, otherwise you will not be able to see clearly. You can't pick up some ingredients that you don't like to eat.
a long time,
"Young Master." Dugu Yan approached Zhao Ming's yard with some confusion. She was holding clean and neatly folded clothes in her hands. She washed them for Zhao Ming.
Today, since Yu Tianheng came, she has not seen Zhao Ming again.
Now, she came, on the one hand, she handed him the washed clothes, and on the other hand, she also came to see if Zhao Ming is there? Today, Zhao Ming was also wronged and was accused by Yu Tianheng for no reason. In her opinion, Zhao Ming might feel a little uncomfortable. If he is not here today, he may be angry.
"Young Master, are you here? I've washed your clothes." Dugu Yan shouted softly outside the yard with some confusion.
Not here?
but,
"What's the sound?" Dugu Yan was stunned for a moment. She heard something strange in Zhao Ming's room. Dugu Yan frowned and walked forward. She immediately heard clearly.
"Zhao Ming, it actually..." Dugu Yan's pretty face turned bloody in an instant. When she heard the sound, she only felt a little flickering in her heart, and her legs were a little weak.
With beautiful eyes looking at the door in front of him, Dugu Yan was full of shame. She was a little angry, but more girls were shy.
Chapter completed!