Chapter 73

Is about to attack again, just with small white Ze cold frost same shallow eye to go up.

Tang Mu Yan couldn't help shivering.

What kind of eyes! Being gazed at is like being gazed at by the abyss. The goose bumps all over the body fall to the ground. The chilly hair stands upright, and the mental field in the center of the eyebrows feels great pressure.

If you have to describe it, Tang Muyan thinks that what he is facing is not a white ball the size of a fist, but a prehistoric giant beast, and he is a mouse crawling under the claws and shivering.

He has never been afraid of anyone in his life!

The son of Tang Qing, the first powerful minister of the imperial capital!

He grew up in the forbidden army under his father's command. He was an arrogant army ruffian. When people around him saw him, they would call general Tang Shao respectfully with their hands clasped.

At the age of six, he had already killed people with a saber. He was a man, and he was never afraid of ghosts.

But this time, it fell.

Ziqianmo wanted to do something more to let master Tang know how to write the word regret. However, when Yu Guang sweeps the corner of his eye, he suddenly finds that Mo Yan has stepped into the Moon Halo light door of the burning Xi secret place with one foot.

Ziqianmo "!"

Wait for me.

Blame the damned master Tang.

Ziqianmo is busy chasing after Moyan, turning into a white lightning, galloping toward the direction of the Moon Halo light gate. She wanted to stretch her claws and hook Mo Yan's clothes.

However, after all, still slow so a Mimi.

Not to mention clothes, not a hair.

Ziqianmo was extremely depressed and wronged. He felt that he was in a hurry all the way. He also encountered several waves of danger and missed it.

If you don't find someone to vent——

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Tang · vent · Muyan.

Backhand is a paw!

A white claw shadow fell on Tang's face, leaving three bloodstains running from his forehead to his chin, one through his left eye, one across his nose and one through his right eye, which can be said to be very central symmetry.

"Ah! My young master's handsome face

Tang Muyan is very handsome. At this age, he is adored by girls. Most of the time, he is a little narcissistic. Tang Muyan is also vulgar.

After being attacked, his face was burning with pain, his hand was smeared with three layers of blood, and the wound was quite deep.

"You, you bloody white ball! My young master must shave your skin and hair! Use your meat to cook and drink! "

Ziqianmo licked her paws.

Your suggestion is good. I'll consider it. I'll peel your skin, shave your hair, and drink with your cooking.

Which one to start with?

Shave. This is relatively simple and easy to operate.

She jumped to Tang Muyan's head and landed steadily.

Tang Muyan felt the white hair on his head. He was so angry that he blew it up. He reached out to catch her.

But geese.

How could ziqianmo be caught by him?

The sharp fingernails hidden in the meat mat were stretched out. Shua, Shua, more than ten rays of light and shadow were cut off. It's very skilful. It's specially attached to the scalp, but it won't peel off the scalp.

A magical scene happened——

Tang Mu Yan's hair, rustling to fall, even hair stubble son are not left, bright head, like a just peeled duck egg.