MTL - Flower Demon’s Inn-Chapter 27 On the right color seduction

The scholar said that the Phoenix does not drink without morning dew, the tender bamboo does not eat, and the millennium sycamore does not inhabit, outsiders praise "high character".

After being listened to by the old treasurer's "rough and rough" spoon, he shuddered, and said quietly, "Treasurer, isn't this arrogant?"

The scholar laughed aloud, "Yes."

Spoon pouting, "If I ask the shopkeeper so much, you will throw me to the land for reclamation."

The scholar looked at her, right, "It must not be disgusting."

This statement is too serious, and it is completely inconsistent with his usual Dang Erlang. Spoon has a little joy in his heart, and his eyes will smile as a pea: "Stupid student, you are the patron of the entire inn." He asked, "We really want to go Seduction Phoenix? "

The scholar looked at her with a bright smile and laughed, "Leave it to me."

Speaking, I saw her staring strangely at her, her eyes frowning: "The Phoenix is ​​the male, the Phoenix is ​​the female, and I give it all to you ..."

The scholar frowned, with a stiff face: "It's not what you think, spoon ..."

Spoon immediately patted his heart, with a look that I understood: "Relax, shopkeeper, I won't tell others about this habit!"

"..." The student shouted for the first time, "My sexual orientation is normal! I only like girls, girls!"

The roared misty spoon was very innocent. She secretly wiped her tears and said she would not tell others. Why did she want to eat her? She sucked her nose and said, "Well, I believe you, and Feng will give it to me."

The scholar firmly said, "No!"

How can you make a spoon to seduce other men or men! When the scholar saw her look strange again, she smiled bitterly: "Okay, I ’m going to lead the Phoenix away. You go to their nest to find a colorful feather. They are very alert and probably will soon notice that they are not back to the nest. Speed. "

Spoon nodded in despair, "Well."

Bi Chi is indeed a pond, but it is an invisible end. A lonely mountain stands in the middle, and it looks like a green-colored boat floating on it from a distance.

The scholar carried the spoon on the wind and traveled on the waves, straight into the island, and overlooked. The spoon immediately saw the light source flashing like a glazed light, very dazzling. By the time she was ready to go, she had an extra blood drop on her hand, bright and clear.

"After finding the colorful feathers, I pierced the feathers into the blood beads. When the feathers became white and the beads became colored beads, they succeeded, and then left immediately."

The spoon nodded and put the beads away. The scholar put her left hand lightly on her back, and her right hand bounced, and the beam of light in her hand slammed against the immortal hood of the outer cage of the island, shaking with the island as the dots, wave after wave. In the distance, there were a few screams of screams, and in a flash, two big birds were seen coming from the bottom up towards them.

The spoon was stunned for a moment, and the palm on the back was nudged. The scholar's voice was "Go" on the ear, saying that the man was so divine that he was pushed into the glory of the glass and passed by the Phoenix. The spoon is foggy, stupid student, said good lure!

The speed was so fast that the spoon was not ready for landing, and it rushed into the bird's nest, and the painful neck was almost twisted. As soon as he looked up, the bird's hair full of heads, even three or four sneezes, eased him. Hurry to find the feather.

This bird's nest is no bigger than a bird in the world, or even a monster bird in general. The spoon can't see where it is, pauses, looks around, and closes its eyes.

The bird's nest formed by the layers of vines slowly spread out new shoots, and the younger the buds grew, the greener the leaves became, passing through every inch of the bird's nest. Somewhere in the long place slammed, the spoon immediately opened his eyes and rushed towards it, and really saw a huge colorful feather blocking the growth of the flourishing branches and leaves, hurriedly holding the bleeding beads on the leaves, struggling to hold the feathers, and blood Zhuzha went.

If the blood bead **** blood, the color of the feather will gradually become white from tail to end until it is completely injected into the bead. The spoon was busy gathering it, drinking a "raise", the vine grew longer and taller, soared to the sky. She wants to find the scholar and go together. But when he reached the sky, he disappeared. There were several wailing sounds in my ears, and I turned to look at them, and saw that figure rushed towards me, hugging myself accurately. The strong wind rushed across the water, and the ripples on both sides of the shock moved sharply.

Spoon wrapped around his neck, looked back, and saw the two huge figures hovering, drinking sharply, listening to the score harshly.

Feeling cool in my hand, the spoon paused and looked at the scholar: "Stupid student, you ..."

Seeing the scholar's face, the spoon was startled. I just had a good face, but now my lips are pale, my face is slightly blue, and I have sweat on my forehead. Such a scholar is more severely injured than last time!

The scholar clenched his lips and flew to the exit with all his heart, unable to distract him, and did not see the look of the spoon.

The spoon dared not move, for fear of disturbing him. The bird's song was getting closer and closer, and my heart was tight. Suddenly, Phoenix both stopped in the air, thinking they were giving up chasing, but unexpectedly fanned out a hurricane and rolled straight. The spoon was startled, and exhausted all his strength to bloom the sky and flowers, but only blocked the wind for a moment. But this moment was enough for the scholar, his hands were tighter, and she hugged her to leave the channel of Divine Realm immediately.

I just saw the blue sea and blue sky. I rolled down and fell heavily on the turtle's back. The quaking turtle sank halfway and swelled the Shanghai water slightly.

The spoon came out of his arms, but he wasn't injured at all. His posture was so important that it was difficult to get hurt. Just watching him look paler and swallowed, "Scholar?"

The scholar sighed softly in his throat, spread his limbs on his back, basking in the sun, and looked at her slightly, "I'm fine."

The spoon squatted beside him: "Your face is pale ..."

The scholar smiled, "Frightened."

Spoon didn't believe he would be scared like this. Thinking of blood, he took it out of his arms and handed it to him: "Successfully complete the mission. But what kind of bead is this? It really **** the color of the feathers. That ’s right Phoenix is ​​harmless? "

"Naturally, it's just that they always like colorful things. They are not allowed to touch. Without this feather, they will be depressed for a few days, and then a new one will be created soon."

The spoon looked at the bead, suddenly understood it, and pulled his face: "Blood beads sucked away the color ... so this is what the shopkeeper said:" color seduction "?"

The student laughed aloud: "Yes."

The spoon fluttered and smiled: "It's no wonder that it is handed over to you. It turns out that this is not the same. Alas, will the Phoenix come after you? Come on."

"Phoenix won't come to the world, you forget, they are cold and noble, they won't come to this place." The student coughed a few times, turned into beads with his own blood, and included the colorful feathers into it, and then the two A big bird desperately chasing after it is really terrible. It is indeed the bird that Yuan Shitian respected, and even his spiritual power is a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary spirit beasts.

The spoon is not very good now. Spreading the ivy in the bird's nest has already taken a bit of effort. The flowers blooming in panic are even more physical. Seeing that the scholar's chest seemed to be quite strong, and the sun was faintly overflowing with the enthusiasm of the sun, he lay on his back to sleep, waiting for the turtle to swim slowly back to shore.

There was a slight pressure on the chest, and the scholar's body was stiff again. Looking at her black hair and crooked bitch, but just seeing Bai's flawless side face, there was no better thing in the world than this. . Raising my hand and stroking the hair, soft and soft, very comfortable. She drifted down again, and before touching her face, she saw that she yawned and looked lazy.

He leaned back with one hand on the back of his head, feeling the temperature of the spoon, very comfortable, and lightly clasped his fingers: "Little turtle, swim slowly."

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When the spoon woke up, he found himself in the scholar's room, and the scholar was still not in the room. Thinking of his injury, he hurried out, but didn't find him. Jumped into the backyard and threw himself to the ground, scaring the monsters who were shuffling cards: "Where is the scholar?"

Xin Niang snorted: "Boss, how many times have you found a scholar when you woke up?"

Spoon didn't hear the joke in the words, only remembering that he was injured. Although he is very powerful, no matter how powerful he is, he can't toss like this. Moreover, the scholar is still looking for something replaceable for her. If something goes wrong, it will be even worse.

He was regretful. He moved his nose and smelled the scholar's breath. He immediately jumped into the window and climbed in again.

Everyone looked at them, looked at each other, and wondered: "Boss fell in love?"

When the scholar opened the door, thinking that the spoon was awake, he stepped on it. Just two steps later, he saw a shadow of Qian Ying jumping from the window and falling straight in front of him. Staring at him, he swallowed.

Seeing that his complexion had not recovered as usual, spoon scowled at his hand. "Treasurer, you are still running and you are still wounded, and you lie back in bed."

The student responded with a happy and painful cry, and was forced to sleep on the bed with a spoon, but he was also guarded. This is clearly the rhythm that made him not to sleep. But couldn't, she was carried to the bed, covered the quilt, and she lay on the bed and stared at him quietly again.

There was a faint peony flower fragrance on the quilt, and the head that was not dizzy immediately became dizzy ...

Spoon hummed: "Look, faint, let you run around."

The scholar smiled helplessly and looked at her sideways: "The people in the demon world will never find him again."

Spoon's eyes lit up: "You passed the blood beads?"

"Well. The demon king can extend his life by half a year."

Spoon relaxed and smiled brightly: "Thank you shopkeeper."

The scholar smiled and said, "Kiss me."

Although he thought about Fangze, he didn't exchange it with this kind of thing, but he didn't expect that the spoon came over and took a serious kiss on his forehead. He also said, "The shopkeeper will get better soon."

"..." The blood tank became empty for a moment ... He covered his nose and mouth, and said that it was not smooth, "I, I, kiss my mouth!"

The spoon stood up and said, "In the case of healing, Yintang is the most effective. It can spread the medicine throughout the body."

I just forgot about it messily. This is the way of the flower demon's healing. He wanted to crook again, so the spoon really didn't open up, and he couldn't help sighing, he was lost, and he had to work hard for a long time.

Spoon left the room and did not return to the flower bed, hiding in his house. Raised my finger and pursed my lips, why did that kiss go down, my heart beats like a bell, and then ... I want to kiss again. She patted her face, and this strange feeling came up again.

She stretched herself and was ready to go down to open the door. It was the scholar's credit that they were not arrested this time to cook the soup. They can continue to guard the inn together, and feel good.

Just opening a door, I saw the sound of people in front of me, looked for the sound source and looked aside, and saw that there was an old man at the gate post, and there were seven or eight children around the front.

The spoon looked carefully. The old man was sitting on a small bench with a basket left and right. A compass is placed on the left, and the entire compass is painted with a pointer in the middle. On the right is the faintly steaming syrup that smells sweet.

What attracted her most was the smooth slate placed in front of the old man. I saw the old man holding the spoon in his right hand and scooping up the syrup. If he had a paintbrush, he poured the syrup on the slate in a disorderly and orderly manner. If there is a picture in the abdomen, a rooster is watered out immediately. He quickly picks up a thin wooden stick in his left hand, scoops it up, shovels it with a small shovel, and it becomes a three-dimensional sugar picture.

The spoon looks surprised, the old man's painting skills are really good. She touched her body and wanted to ask for a sugar painting.

When I got to the front, I saw the old man's face, and he was an ordinary old man. The spoon saw that the pattern on the turntable just happened to have a phoenix. My meditation reminded me to turn to the phoenix and phoenix, and my fingers turned lightly, and the pointer turned four or five times, just falling on the pattern of my favorite.

I took the sugar painting and returned to the cash drawer. The scholar was down. Spoon immediately showed him proudly: "Treasurer, let's eat the Phoenix together."

The scholar's eyes lightened, and he smiled for a moment: "Okay." Seeing her handing over, she lowered her head and took a bite, and put the sugar in her mouth, which was really sweet to her heart and lungs. Looking up, the old man's back lost weight, focusing only on the work in his hands, seemingly calm ...

It is indeed seemingly calm ...

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