The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

When he called out, he waved his tentacles, and cast a spell into a red sword, stabbing at Xu Anning!

However, it was instantly swallowed by the phantom of the black giant python by the old demon of Montenegro!

The little spider had already escaped, but there was a gash on its neck, and it was unknown if the artery was cut, but it was still bleeding red!

Luo Qingyi hugged him in his arms, Suo Da's palm firmly pressed down on his neck, those calm black pupils were trembling, trembling constantly.

Pei Yiyi, the Montenegrin old demon and the white-haired boy with a broken arm were already in a ball, flying back and forth over the huge living room of the villa. It's as magical as a 3D game with special effects!

Xu Anning was completely stunned. If they could fight like normal people, he would still be able to help them out. Even if he wanted to use a long-range skill, he couldn't do anything with this style of fighting!

Ning An'an couldn't help, so she hurried to look at the little spider. The little spider's lips had lost their color. The blood squeezed out from between Luo Qingyi's fingers, and it couldn't be stopped. It dripped onto his black suit and fell down. It's not very obvious, only large wet marks can be seen.

It's just that the skin exposed on the neck is too white, which is particularly eye-catching in comparison.

Luo Qingyi's face was extremely ugly, his lips moved, and he kept repeating a few words: "You are not allowed to die, I will not allow you to die, you cannot die..."

The little spider touched his face with trembling fingertips, and her voice was a bit ethereal, as if the wind was leaking: "...Luo Qingyi...do you love me?"

"If I say love, you won't die, okay?"

The little spider pulled up the corners of his lips weakly: "...I, I'm already like this,...you, you still don't want to say a word... say a word..."

"Don't talk, you will bleed when you speak, and the blood will leak out in a while, even Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save you."

A bodyguard brought a first aid kit, but Luo Qingyi didn't know if it would be useful. Luo Qingyi began to sew up his wound, without anesthetic, and stabbed the little spider's blood-stained skin one by one, like pen and ink lightly dabbing on paper, trembling Walking out of a picture scroll majestically.

Ning An'an couldn't say a word, but kept crying, half kneeling beside her, handing some scissors, gauze or something.

He suddenly wondered if the big hairy monster is also like this, sewing himself a brown skin.

The little spider finally fainted from the pain.

Only then did Ning Anan dare to ask timidly, "Will he die?"

Luo Qingyi wiped off his blood-stained hands, and his face returned to his usual expressionless expression, "His alchemy is still in his body, he can't die, wait for your boyfriend to clean up the octopus, give him some spiritual power, he can live .”

"Then...then why, just now, did you say that he was not allowed to die?"

"1000 years ago, I wanted to read it like this, but I didn't find the opportunity. Now I finally have this opportunity. Don't blame it for being a pity."

Ning An'an: "..."

He stopped crying, and remembered the collar on his neck again, remembering that Luo Qingyi had told him that this collar could lock the soul.

I asked for no reason: "If one day, one of you is dying, can the collar around An An's neck help him survive?"

Luo Qingyi didn't answer, but just frowned, and asked the bodyguards to carry the little spider out and find a safe place to stay. According to Pei Yiyi's orders, this villa will probably be demolished!

Because the whole villa is being demolished in a violent way, falling or flying: crystal lamps, wall dust, marble columns, all kinds of expensive furniture...

He grabbed Ning An'an and hid in the corner, and called Xu Anning who had been wanting to use long-distance assistance to come over. He conjured up the sword that had been following him from nowhere and handed it to Xu Anning, "Teach you how to restrain demons, do you want to learn?" ?”

Xu Aning looked at Ning An'an, and then at him: "Teaching fee?"

Luo Qingyi and Ning Anan: "..."

"You can teach it a little bit, if you really can't get it out, forget it, but you have to take care of yourself." Luo Qingyi said.

Xu Anning looked at the monster octopus that was still flying around in the sky. Three wriggling tentacles had already protruded from the wound on the broken arm, which looked a little scary and hideous.

"Okay, I'll learn, that kind of monster looks disgusting, it's not good to let it out and scare the children!"

Although he was half joking, Xu Anning bowed to Luo Qingyi devoutly: "Master, please accept my apprentice's bow!"

Luo Qingyi: "..."

"You don't need to do such a big ceremony, do you?"

"Isn't that always the case on TV?"

"Okay! Come and let me teach you the spell!"

The Montenegro old demon saw this scene from above: his wife and Luo Qingyi were holding a sword together, and Luo Qingyi was sticking behind his wife, very close and intimate, as if teaching him to dance Cha Cha...

Left and right, back and forth, back and forth, twist waist and buttocks, draw circles and circles, cast spells, point the sword at the sky, aim at the octopus, "whoosh!"

A golden spell broke through their light curtain and hit the octopus monster directly, like a circle of electric wires, clamping him tightly, unable to move!

"bump!"

Falling between the broken walls!

The octopus monster who likes to be a monster has finally been subdued!

Luo Qingyi let go of Xu Anning, and collapsed halfway into the central air-conditioning sofa with some exhaustion.

"Big hairy monster!"

Ning An'an keenly noticed that the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were a little deeper!

Luo Qingyi looked up at him, and covered his head wearing a baseball cap with his big hands: "Fool, I won't die yet,"

He also took out a bottle from his bosom, which contained a fox's elixir, handed it to Xu Anning, and earnestly instructed: "Feed this thing to that monster, and I will draw a spell for you, so that you have no distracting thoughts." , hit him on the forehead, understand?"

Xu Anning took the nail on her lower lip: "Okay!"

Luo Qingyi pulled his hand over, drew a strange symbol on his palm, murmured, and recited a series of spells.