Chapter 221 Very Sweet Yuyan spread her hands with an innocent look on her face.

“Maybe it’s more down-to-earth this way.”

After saying that, he pulled out the sword from the man's body and threw it upwards, "Come down when you've had enough bungee jumping."

Before Wu Xie could stop him, Fatty Wang cut the vines at his feet and fell down.

This knocked the bronze fox mask off the male corpse.

Yuyan walked over and picked it up. Before she could straighten up, she heard Fatty Wang yell, "Don't look at it! It's a blue-eyed fox!"

Based on Yuyan's understanding of Wu Xie, this sentence meant that he must have seen it.

The pale face beneath the mask was hairless, its features shaped like an awl, so deformed that it was impossible for the eyes to distinguish it.

But those eyes, as if painted on later, looked out of place on that face.

There was almost only a long and thin crack, with nothing inside except blue liquid. It was an empty space, yet one could feel the strange feeling of being watched.

Fatty Wang was also very scared. He quickly stood up from the ground and retreated a long distance.

"I can't believe it! King Lu Shang actually looks like this."

Yuyan, wearing a bronze fox mask, quietly placed her head on Fatty Wang's shoulder from behind, her tone somewhat sinister: "How can you guarantee that this is King Lu Shang?"

When Fatty Wang turned his head, the flesh on his face touched the cold mask, which frightened him. He quickly ran towards Wu Xie.

Yuyan stood there, lifted a corner of her mask, pointed at Fatty Wang and sneered, "How dare you come to the Tomb of King Lu alone?"

After Fatty Wang realized it was Yuyan, he patted his heart and said with some complaints, "Aunt, can I call you Aunt? Don't scare me all the time! Scaring others can kill you!"

Seeing Fatty Wang giving in so quickly, Yuyan felt that it was boring again.

He put on the bronze fox mask and turned around to look for Zhang Qiling.

Just then, Zhang Qiling also climbed down.

Yuyan was standing not far from Zhang Qiling, lifting half of her mask and looking at him with a beautiful smile.

She was afraid that if she didn't lift the lid, Zhang Qiling would kick the zongzi that she had used as a corpse.

"A fox is lost. Can you kindly pick her up?"

Zhang Qiling looked at Yuyan, who was standing in front of him with her hands behind her back and her head tilted to act cute, and nodded.

Then he took out the plum candy from his pocket and placed it in his palm.

Yuyan walked forward, lowered her head to take a bite of the candy in his hand, but her eyes were like a hook, staring at Zhang Qiling's mouth with a seductive look.

The moment the soft lips touched his palm, Zhang Qiling's ears turned red. He wanted to retract his hand, but Yuyan grabbed it firmly.

The tip of his tongue gently slid across the palm of his hand, and the numbing feeling made Zhang Qiling lose the courage to even look Yuyan in the eye.

Yuyan held the candy in her mouth and moved forward a little, forcing Zhang Qiling to lean against the mountain wall.

"So sweet."

Zhang Qiling glanced around randomly, never daring to focus his eyes on the soft and charming body in front of him.

It's so ambiguous that pink bubbles are about to come out.

But Wu Sansheng, whose way was blocked from above, really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Sister, can you let me go down first and then flirt with you?"

It’s really tiring to lie on the wall like this, especially since there’s not much room to stand!

Yuyan glanced at Wu Sansheng and took a few steps back.

Having gotten a chance to catch his breath, Zhang Qiling hurried towards Wu Xie and paused when passing by Yuyan.

"Yeah, very sweet."

After saying that, he passed by Yuyan.

Yuyan smiled secretly, oh my, I am still as shy as when I was a child!

However, Yuyan took off the bronze fox mask hanging on her head.

She is not a lost little fox, she is a towering clam spirit!

Hiss, I have to go back and find someone to make a mask for the clam spirit, and she wants it made of jade!

It’s more advanced than this broken fox!

Thinking of this, Yuyan turned around happily, but her good mood disappeared the moment she saw Wu Xie.

What are this kid and this fat guy playing?

Fighting each other?

As she watched, Yuyan realized something was wrong.

Is this fat guy serious?

Her eldest nephew was pinched so hard that he almost rolled his eyes!

He quickly ran over and was about to attack, but Zhang Qiling next to him stopped Yuyan.

Yuyan looked at Zhang Qiling anxiously: "If you stop me again, I'll have to go to the underworld to rescue him!"

During the fight, the belt that Wu Xie was using to strangle Fatty broke, and a small piece of nail flew directly into Wu Xie's mouth.

Then Wu Xie seemed to wake up, and took the purple gold box in the blue-eyed fox's hand and smashed it on the fat man's head with all his might.

Then he pushed hard, pushing the man onto the blue-eyed fox.

Yuyan looked at this big reversal and immediately applauded.

"As expected of my nephew, he can even fight back! Awesome!"

Wu Xie touched his neck and looked at Yuyan aggrievedly.

"Auntie, you just watched me get strangled to death!"

Yuyan helped Wu Xie up, brushed the dust off him, and said soothingly, "Don't worry. Even if you report your aunt to the underworld, I will get her back for you. Don't worry."

Wu Xie didn't know that Yuyan really had this ability, and thought that Yuyan was joking. He turned aside in anger and ignored Yuyan.

Looking at the angry Wu Xie, Yuyan was too lazy to coax him. She took out the ointment and threw it over to him before retreating back to Zhang Qiling.

What are the consequences of angering Wu Xiaogou? There are no consequences.

He viciously scooped up a large amount of ointment and applied it to his neck. The ointment with a little mint added was cool and had a slight pain-relieving effect.

I told you not to help me! I hid all the ointment for you!

Watching Wu Xie quietly put the ointment into his pocket, Yuyan pretended not to see it and pulled Zhang Qiling to sit aside to rest.

She didn't actually do anything, but she didn't want to stand when she could squat, and didn't want to squat when she could sit. Of course, Yuyan also wanted to lie down, and she didn't mind, but Zhang Qiling didn't like being dirty, so Yuyan sat down obediently.

Yuyan narrowed her eyes as she watched Wu Xie insert two fingers into the lady's mouth.

Just now when she was moving the corpse, she felt that there was a mechanical crossbow in the female corpse's body.

"Hey, do you think Wu Xiaogou will get shot by the crossbow?"

Yuyan poked Zhang Qiling's elbow, looking like she was enjoying the show.

Zhang Qiling's gaze fell on Yuyan, "No."

Hearing this affirmative answer, Yuyan turned to look at Zhang Qiling in confusion: "Why? Did you tell him?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, and there was no special expression on his face.

But his eyes were gentle, and his words were soft: "He is your nephew, you don't want him to get hurt, so I don't think so."

Or rather, he hoped not.

He hoped that Arya would never be disappointed.

This answer is very special and Yuyan likes it very much.

"Well, I don't think so either."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Wu Xie. It’s time to reveal the answer!

As expected, the brains of those who can get into Zhejiang University are still useful.

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