Mo Qingli, who was drunk and was backlashed by mana, felt more and more unhappy the more she thought about it, and the more she couldn't swallow this breath, so she did something that didn't match her tens of thousands of years of age.
That is, chasing the pigeon and roasting it for Feng Chenling to eat!
Thinking of this, Mo Qingli nodded in satisfaction, and a satisfied smile spread from the corner of her lips.
She stood up slightly, and jumped off the tree unsteadily. Luckily, he got his hands on the tree trunk beside him, otherwise, if those zombie friends from the past saw him, he would definitely be stunned. "The majestic corpse king can fall down even by jumping from a tree. It's an anecdote for thousands of years!"
Mo Qingli squinted her eyes and looked around. Hmm, well, no one noticed.
She is a face-saving zombie.
After belching, he walked in the direction of the white pigeon with two swaying steps. The white pigeon flew forward leisurely and leisurely, and waited for Mo Qingli from time to time to see her approaching before getting up and flying away again.
Mo Qingli bit the root, this is definitely chi, loathsome provocation, seeing that she was backlashed by mana and unable to fly, that's why she dared to be so blatant.
You wait, wait until I catch you, pluck your hair, break your wings, and see how you can still fly! Then roast you and feed Feng Chenling to eat! !
Mo Qingli thought secretly, and her steps became even faster. Mo Qingli, who was only looking at the sky and chasing the white dove, accidentally bumped into an embrace.
"My wife, please respect yourself."
Mo Qingli only felt that this sound was like the sound of heaven, as if she hadn't heard such a beautiful sound for a long time. The drunken Mo Qingli immediately forgot about the white pigeon and embraced this warm embrace, regardless of how hard the person being hugged pushed her.
"Don't move, don't move." Mo Qingli closed her eyes, smelling the faint fragrance from the body of the person she hugged, which is the smell only of humans with extremely pure blood. Different from Fengchenling, it also has some other fragrances mixed in.
Mo Qingli, who was devouring mana, urgently needed to replenish blood, not to mention that the person in front of him automatically sent it up, and he was still such a top quality. If you are not sure, it would be too reckless.
Mo Ran's pupils opened suddenly, and a bloodthirsty golden light flashed across. Two sharp fangs gradually appeared, exposed to the air, and then bit the fair neck.
When she was one centimeter away from the delicious neck, Mo Qingli only felt a pain in the back of her neck, and then her eyes went dark, and she fell asleep.
Seeing Mo Qingli who had been knocked unconscious by him, Xiaoyao Yunyan threw Mo Qingli, who was hugging him tightly, to the ground in disgust. Taking out the handkerchief, he wiped the area Mo Qingli touched just now.
"It's really unlucky, why did I meet this woman."
A black figure appeared from the darkness, he knelt on the ground respectfully, "Prince forgive me, slave..."
"That's all." Xiaoyao Yunyan waved his hand, then pointed to Mo Qingli who was unconscious on the ground, "You know what to do!"
"Yes." The black shadow casually picked up Mo Qingli on the ground, carried it on his shoulder, jumped lightly, and disappeared in the darkness.
Receiving a palm that contains 30% of your internal energy is enough to burn you out for several days.
Xiaoyao Yunyan wiped his body in disgust again, and felt his left shoulder sink, he looked at the white pigeon that was rubbing against his shoulder viciously, "It's all your fault for attracting her, and you will be fined not to eat for three days! "