Xiaoyou's way of doing things is a little too much.
But that's what she wanted.
Glancing at the angry Han Miaomiao, Xiaoyou's face was still tight: "I said no, just no, don't ask for trouble!"
"What? We are kind to help you, and you are cruel to me in turn! " Han Miaomiao pulls Ni sleeve for a moment, and his temper rises angrily: "OK, if you have the ability to make me suffer today, I will leave here without saying a word!"
"Miaomiao, you'd better forget it. What's your status? Why should you have the same opinion with a little maid?" Long Xueting quickly dissuades from the side. In fact, she is eager to teach this little maid a lesson.
In her eyes, the little maid is dirty and stupid. She should be tied up in all kinds of ways, and then find a 100 meter high cliff to kick her down.
That's the end of the hate!
But in the heart of such resentment, long Xueting's face is showing the color of begging, gentle and kind temperament, as always, the performance of incisively and vividly, without the slightest flaw.
Looking coldly at Han Miaomiao with a pretty face and anger, Xiao you sat up from the sacrifice, with bright eyes and straight eyes: "those who dare to disturb my son's rest, kill me!"
"Kill?"
Han Miaomiao, who was already angry and tried to restrain himself, finally went out of control like a volcanic eruption when he heard the last word from Xiaoyou.
"Xueting, get out of the way!"
A break long Xueting's arm, Han Miaomiao stride forward, directly stretched out his hand, want to grasp Xiaoyou's arm.
She thought Xiao you was just a little maid who knew a little bit of Kung Fu, so she didn't really take it seriously.
However, when long Xueting, who is hiding behind, smiles more and more in her eyes, Xiaoyou really suddenly disappears in the same place like a phantom.
Han Miaomiao was shocked when he failed.
Long Xueting, who is waiting to see a good play, rubs her eyes in disbelief.
What's going on!
Han Miaomiao turns around with a stiff little face. He sees a little girl in a cloth suit, who has come to the hospital.
At this time, Xiaoyou's arms naturally fall down. It's clear that there is no fluctuation of spiritual power, but there is a strange heat rising at her feet. She blows her green silk upward.
"Why don't you feel spiritual power? You, you are a spiritual master?" Han Miaomiao is unbelievable.
"Spirit Master?"
The corner of Xiaoyou's mouth raised a shallow radian, slowly raised a hand, and gently shook his index finger: "no, I'm a ~ trainer!"
"Trainer?"
Han Miaomiao and long Xueting screamed almost at the same time.
What is a trainer? They never heard of it!
Just when they were confused, they saw a white light coming out of Xiaoyou's feet. In the blink of an eye, they swept Han Miaomiao and Han Miaomiao.
Swept by the strange light, Han Miaomiao trembles, but soon she realizes that the light is harmless.
However, followed by a pale yellow halo, swept away.
Then a third fire red halo spread out again.
Finally, the fourth purple halo, put out of the moment, Xiaoyou hands began to quickly seal, a cumbersome mark to see Han Miaomiao dumbfounded.
"Come out, red flaming turtle!"
When Xiaoyou's fingerprints are finished, there is a roar of thunder. The ground in front of him suddenly emits a dazzling purple light, and then a strange fire red old turtle suddenly appears.
"Can you summon Warcraft?"
Seeing this old red turtle, Han Miaomiao covered his red lips and couldn't help screaming.
What's more, the fluctuation of the spirit power of the red flame turtle has obviously reached the peak of the sixth level, which makes Han Miaomiao even more frightened.
In the face of such a breathtaking red flame turtle, Han Miaomiao has already counseled before he starts fighting.
She didn't think she had the slightest chance of winning.
What is sacred about this little maid? Why are you willing to be someone else's maid with such great ability?
Just when Han Miaomiao was full of fright and wanted to cry, a figure suddenly shot from the distance. Several flashes blocked Han Miaomiao's body.
"Daddy
To see who is coming, long Xueting shouts in a hurry.
But at this time, even long Ao, who was in the same realm as the red flame tortoise, could not help but be shocked by the fluctuation of the tortoise's spiritual power.
Seeing all this, long Xueting's eyes are shocked. Is this little maid more powerful than her father?
"Xiaoyou, do you want to kill them?" Red flame turtle mouth spits out the human speech, casually a finger, with points to a lump of trash to be the same.
"Well, get rid of it."
Xiao you's indifferent words make long AO and others tense their nerves in an instant.
As a guest minister, you want to kill your master?
At this time, the atmosphere outside has been tense to a hair trigger, but Bai Chen is calm sitting in the room, with chaos ghost pupil, clearly appreciate what happened outside."Xiao you, don't be rude."
A clear voice suddenly rang out in the room, which made people tremble.
With an order, Xiaoyou frowned and looked reluctant: "young master, they want to disturb your rest!"
"Ah, they are the Lord, we are the guests. I've taught you many times, but I don't understand Step back
The voice in the room seems very helpless.
Smell speech, small you bitter face, glaring shivering Han Miaomiao, small hand mark a knot, red flame turtle suddenly disappeared in place.
"This
Long Ao turns around and looks at long Xueting. Her eyes seem to ask her who is in this room.
A little maid has such amazing power, so the host must be extraordinary!
Long Xueting is also at a loss at the moment. She's all muddled. How did she think that the sick Bai Chen and the little maid in a cloth dress are hidden strange things.
Isn't it!
Tianzhixing?!
Long Ao's father and daughter, almost at the same time, thought of such a ridiculous idea, and looked up at each other.
Creak -
when the door is opened, Bai Chen's face is obviously not very good when he comes out.
"Cough." Bai Chen slowly raised his trembling hand and leaned against the wooden door in the face of the cold wind. He arched his hand to long Ao: "Wang Ye, Xiaoyou, she is not sensible. Let me, let you..."
Eyelid a turn, white Chen instant load crooked go down.
"Bai Chen!"
Han Miaomiao is immediately surprised. Just as he is about to step forward, he sees Xiaoyou just like a blink. With a Shua, he connects Bai Chen in his arms.
"It's OK. My son often faints."
Small leisurely taut small face, embrace white Chen to walk toward the house.
Long aoling's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the man in white who was sent to bed by Xiao you in surprise. He was very puzzled. How could the man who had such a little maid really be a first-class mortal?
"Luo Man, go and show Mr. Bai what kind of illness he has."
Long Ao put his hands behind him and gave a deep command to the pharmacist.