The road to Gusu seems to be no longer lonely.

Two demons, two Buddhas, one immortal, one demon...

Who would have imagined that there were six monks in a very different camp sitting in a small carriage.

Who dares to say that the truth is different and the plan is not to work together?

The carriage was bumpy all the way.

Meichen drives outside the car.

The old monk in the car meditated and recited scriptures; Narao browsed the scenery passing outside the window, as if he was worried.

Go deeper.

But Li Changsheng raised his head, supported the demon emperor Qiongxiao's bulging chest, grabbed Qiongxiao's smooth hair, and murmured:

"Should you tell her hey?"

Qiongxiao laughed, and his slender hands pressed Li Changsheng's temple evenly, and said:

"Master, you have asked this question no less than thirty times until now."

"Isn't you sure?"

Li Changsheng glared at her and sighed:

"She hates the demon cultivator so much. I want to tell her about the incident in her previous life. I guess she has to fight with her."

"No, no, Master, you were wrong."

The empress blinked in a playful blink, like a little witch who was afraid that Li Changsheng would not be embarrassed, and she added a knife:

"We are going to the back of the story of our previous life. She knows that the baby is kissing, and you will suffer it."

"ah!!!"

Li Changsheng was upset and crawled into Qiongxiao's arms, hugged her waist, and growled:

"No matter what you care about, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. Master, I want to hug you and kiss you."

Who can tell me about emotions?

Haven't you heard the word "love" since ancient times the most difficult to interpret?

It would be useless to think that it would be better to take a shower and go to bed!

"You are like a child."

Qiongxiao chuckled silently, hugged Li Changsheng's head tightly and stroked it softly, and asked:

"Young Master, to be honest, are you blamed by me?"

Li Changsheng was puzzled, and he asked back while playing with Qiongxiao's jade finger:

"What's your fault?"

"I put too much pressure on the young master."

Qiongxiao's phoenix eyes drooped slightly, worried about gains and losses:

"How can there be a maid like a servant? If you don't serve the good master with all your heart, you know how to force your master to do that."

"The young master is only eighteen years old, and he has been carrying so many causes and effects for no reason. I am really a bad woman."

She remembered the threat to Li Changsheng in the car shop, and she wanted to slap herself twice.

The maid threatens the young master...

Is it considered a traitor?

"Nonsense."

Li Changsheng pulled Qiongxiao's furry fox ear and said righteously:

"I said, Master, you are the Demon Emperor, can you stop being so inferior?"

"Do you want to make your disciple feel distressed? You don't know that your disciple cares much about you, right?"

Qiongxiao, everything is good, but the only disadvantage is that he has to put himself shorter than Li Changsheng.

what?

Do you really want to be a maid for the rest of your life?

No rebellious?

Don't want to turn over and be the hostess?

Um...

Qiongxiao is really such a person!

"Young Master... Can you stop being so nice to me..."

Qiongxiao's face changed as soon as he said that, and as soon as he was still cloudless, he suddenly cried, his eyes were slightly red, and his teeth bit his delicate red lips, and he was just about to burst into tears, saying:

"You are so kind to me. I feel so guilty. Even if you scold me and slap me twice, I will feel better."

"I think you're so naughty!"

With a smile, Li Changsheng raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of Qiongxiao's eyes, and gave the slap she wanted regardless of lightness or weight.

"Bang."

Not strong and the sound is crisp.

Naraku's delicate body by the window shook.

The monk who meditated almost went astray.

The Demon Emperor...has he really been beaten?

Qiongxiao covered her face, her eyes full of admiration, and even her tone when she spoke was soft and tofu:

"Master, come on for a while?"

Hiss ~

Good guy.

Naraku and others took a deep breath.

In the world, when Qiongxiao slapped her in the face, not only did she have nothing to do, but the only man who could make her beg for another one was Li Changsheng's family?

"Do you have any inappropriate tendencies?"

Li Changsheng rubbed Qiongxiao's slightly red and swollen face and joked:

"The scenery of worshipping all demons outside is worse than suffering and burdened by Jae-hsien, right?"

"Like contrast? My fox emperor, I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

The boy's words made Emperor Linghu's breathing worse.

She groped in confusion about the lotus pattern between Li Changsheng's eyebrows, exhaled in angrily and asked:

"Will the young master dislike me?"

"Won't."

"Can the young master come back?"

"roll!"

Li Changsheng was furious:

"You want to make this chapter blocked, right?"

"Oh, I'm not thinking well."

Qiongxiao's fragrant tongue was spitting out, and he was able to switch between charm and cuteness:

"Hehe, that young master will fight privately."

"Shut up, you."

Li Changsheng aversion to chills with one injection.

He waved his hand and slipped out of the car in the name of relaxation.

Alas, this fox emperor...he is really worried that he will become a skinny person on the day he becomes an immortal!

Outside the carriage.

Meichen drove the carriage without squinting his eyes.

Li Changsheng looked at his stranger and asked:

"How have you been in these two days?"

"I have been in great fortune for you."

Meichen's red lips slightly opened and said calmly:
To be continued...