MTL - Non-Human Sub-district Office-Chapter 43

Chapter 43

The emperor is a little embarrassed

He looked at the trees covered by the Japanese, and his eyes became bright and gentle.

This child is really like his mother.

The emperor thought about it.

When the speech was the first time they met, Lin Xueyan looked at his face and said the same thing.

Emperor Xiu raised his hand and took Lin Mux into his arms and gently licked his treasure.

Yan Xuanjing looked at the two fathers and sons, turned his head and looked at it and found that the outside atmosphere was not hiding in the glass room. He still had two eyes that were bright and crazy, shaking his tail and letting him go out. The little monsters also did not bother the two fathers and sons who met for the first time, and turned into the house.

Today's emperor is just a relatively solid virtual shadow, and the human form is still a long distance.

But this is enough.

Lin Muzhen, after a long time, until the Japanese gradually dispersed, the night fell down, only to return to God, looked up at the shadow of Emperor Xiu, finally got the feeling of his father back.

Although the former Xiaomu people are also very cute - but it is difficult for the forest to be recognized by the heart. This is a person who is just a child, or his father.

How do you agree with this?

Although this is a bit arrogant, in the forest, even if the dog speaks, under the premise of not changing the adult shape, he can't treat the dog as an equal creature.

The forest stepped back two steps, and the upper and lower babies carefully and carefully circled the two circles around the emperor.

With his hands on his back, he nervously tightened his hidden hands and was completely different from the relatives who first took the little wooden man.

Emperor Xiu was somewhat distressed. He was aware of the unusual attitude of his own child in the face of him. He thought about it again. He also understood that this was the reason why he had no human form.

After all, no one can really understand the ugly little wooden man, which can be understood.

When Emperor Xiu thinks of it, he can't help but complain about the Emperor's house.

So he didn't want to look at the forest when he didn't want it. The ugliness is on the one hand, and it's hard to get along with it. It's hard to get along with his children. After all, his children have lived as human beings for more than two decades.

And his wife is very secret.

If it wasn't because the mistakes in the forest work were assigned to the Qingshou Street Office, it was impossible for the Emperor House to see the blood of the trees at a glance.

If you die, you will see that it is a half demon.

When the civil servant interviewed, there was a monster in the interviewer, and the emperor thought.

He also thought about setting up a household in the human society, and pulling a marriage certificate with Lin Xueyan, and then he went to test a civil servant.

The household registration system of this year’s monsters has been implemented very well, and Emperor Xiu feels that in terms of his talent, the popularity is inevitably not bad.

As a result, I have not had time to settle down.

Emperor Xiu looked at the nervous forest, and some of his face did not know what kind of look should be made.

It’s just that even if he is expressionless, he has a peace of mind.

Lin Mu is seven points similar to him. Even when he laughs, the two shallow pear vortexes at the corner of his mouth are exactly the same.

Lin Mu never felt ugly, but his face has been watching for so many years, he has long been tired of it, and did not think it looks good.

But Dad is good-looking, looks better than him, and looks better than Xuanjing.

If you don't wear a filter, it's about 1.2 Xuanjing.

If you put on the filter, there are about two beautiful eyes.

Lin Lin nervously licked his lips and looked at God's gaze at God. He couldn't help but squint and his mouth curled up.

Emperor Xiu looked at the two small pear vortexes in the corner of the forest, and his mood suddenly softened and fell.

He couldn't help but bend his eyebrows, and the grass in the courtyard was leaping and cheering, and his efforts showed his most beautiful posture.

Emperor Xiu stood on the carpet of flowers and green pavilion and said softly: "I am coming back."

His voice is as soft as the first drop of water when the ice melts in the spring.

The woods are slightly squatting, the hands behind them are slammed tightly, and the shallow nails almost scratch themselves.

He rubbed his lips and felt something smeared on the sore in the depths of his chest. The unbearable soreness and the rush of new life sprang up, spreading through the limbs and rushing into the brain.

"You are back." Lin Mu sucked his nose and squinted his eyes and tried to press down the sour simmer that came up, but eventually found no effect.

So he simply lowered his head and muttered and complained: "You are coming back late, Dad."

Emperor Xiu leaned slightly and whispered to the head of the forest, and said softly: "I'm sorry."

"..."

Lin Mu looked at him, licking his lips and said again, "It’s so late."

"Sorry, it is my fault."

"Forget it." Lin Mu took back his sight and lowered his eyes. "I forgive you."

Emperor Hugh raised his hand and hesitated to fall on the top of the forest.

They couldn't touch each other for the time being, but Lin Mu perceived the action of Di Xiu, and responded with a glimpse of the shadow of his palm.

Emperor Xiu looked at the trees softly. After a long time, when the forest's breathing stabilized, he asked softly: "Would you like to listen to the bedtime story?"

The forest looked up: "What bedtime story?"

"Your mother likes to listen," said Di Xiu. "She said that my voice is very good, so I always like to let me read her bedtime story."

The moon is in the sky.

Yan Xuanjing found that the forest had not returned to the house to sleep, so he frowned and walked out of the house.

The waking in the courtyard, only the shadow of Emperor Xiu.

In the same way that the two moons that absorbed the two moons may not be filled, the present is the same as the gift of the heavens and the earth, and the branches and leaves become a little thicker with the naked eye. Lush.

Emperor Xiu sat under the shade of his own body and noticed the movement of Xuanjingjing. He turned his head slightly and erected a finger and made a squeaking gesture.

Yan Xuanjing’s gaze turned to the place he had previously watched. The forest had fallen asleep, but it was not stable. He held Qinchuan in his death. Qinchuan hid his head in his arms, if not by Lin Muzhen. With the dragon tail, he can directly shrink into a ball, next to the small ginseng holding the arm of the forest tightly, and holding the dragon mustache of Qinchuan.

Two mimosa and small potatoes became prototypes hiding in the middle of small ginseng and forest trees, and there was no movement at all.

Yan Xuanjing walked over and looked at the appearance of Lin Brow's brow and fell asleep. He paused and asked about the emperor.

"Speaking a few bedtime stories." Di Huo whispered.

Yan Xuanjing looked at the few sleeping demons, and his voice was extremely low: "What story?"

The emperor said innocently: "The ordinary ghost story."

晏玄景 silenced for two seconds, look at their faces, and I don’t understand what the ghost story is all about.

"Do you want to listen?" asked the gentleman.

Yan Xuanjing turned his head and glanced at the west.

Emperor Xiu also followed him to look over there: "The two humans are not in a hurry to deal with."

Yan Xuanjing does not unexpectedly know that the emperor will know this.

He originally wanted to take care of the two humans that he touched today when he was asleep or absent.

Qinchuan’s rumor that this dragon has a very bad luck is really reliable.

It was not long before it was left. Some humans touched it, and the 100% affirmation of Xuanjingjing was purely Qinchuan’s own luck and such an accident.

Because the Qingshan Mountain God knows everything about what happened in the mountains, the monsters in the mountains have not had any contact with the outside world during this time. These little monsters have nothing to do with the human world, let alone technology like mobile phones. Simply omitting anything from humans.

Qinchuan had a bad luck. When he ran into the mountains for the second time, he ran into a human being who discovered that Qing Yaoshan had recently been enchanted to explore the situation.

When Xuanjingjing solved the first batch of humans who touched him and heard the mountain **** telling him so much, he only thought that this dragon vein was not so famous as the birthplace of Chinese civilization. Instead, it was known by many people because of bad luck. .

This is already the fourth batch of humans in these weeks.

When Xuan Jingjing came to Qinchuan, he re-enacted the masking method of the small courtyard of the forest. If you find the human beings, you can only see an ordinary farmhouse.

Therefore, every time Qinchuan went out to play, Yan Xuanjing went with him.

After all, to take the attention of those human beings, do you have to let them have a destination?

Qin Chuan’s stupid little mental retardation can’t be any more suitable.

Anyway, Xuan Jing always keeps his tail behind him, but there is nothing at all.

However, Xuan Jingjing is not the same as the emperor’s senses. He still feels that it is necessary to do things early, not only to bury the roots and leave no traces.

Of course, these humans can't get rid of roots in a short time.

Yan Xuanjing shook his head and just got ready to get up. He listened to the helplessness of the emperor and said softly: "Let's wait."

"Hmm?" Yan Xuanjing looked at him.

"These humans can find Qinchuan, they must have the means to find the way, the Emperor House..."

"Emperor House!" Qin Chuan in the dream heard the key words and smashed like a spring.

A few of the little monsters who had just slept shortly were awakened by his voice, and they opened their eyes at a loss, and looked at Yu Xuanjing and Di Xiu.

Qin Chuan broke free from the trees and small ginseng. The whole dragon was hung on the emperor's body. His face was full of happiness, but his mouth was stunned: "The Emperor's House! My Emperor's House It!"

"There is no royal house." The emperor used to caressed the dragon veins hanging on him.

He is really used to it.

After all, there were several big monsters who took care of him in the past, and there were several who had to hang themselves on his branches or between the branches.

"I heard you say the Emperor House!"

Qin Chuan’s mouth was loyal to the Emperor’s house, but his body was very honest and he was straightened by the emperor. The whole dragon was soft and became a pool of water. The dragon’s tail was leisurely squatting, and even the scales were so refreshing.

"It’s about the Emperor’s house.” The emperor’s explanation of the good temper, “is just trying to find a way to find the way from the people who come today.”

Qinchuan had a meal. He also knew that the Emperor’s house was actually for what he wanted. He sighed his tail and sighed.

Lin Mu looked at Qin Chuan and looked at Xuan Xuan: "Human? What human?"

Yu Xuan’s sights nodded: “With Qinchuan’s, I was trapped in the mountains this afternoon. This is the fourth batch.”

Lin Mu heard a word, opened his mouth, and said: "You have been... protecting us?"

Yan Xuanjing feels that this is really not protection.

It’s a little easier.

Lin Shu lowered his eyes: "How can you say nothing?"

Yan Xuanjing is about to speak.

"If you want to say because I am weak, don't say it." Lin Mu cut off his words.

"..."

So Xuan Jingjing’s mouth closed.

Lin Mu looked at the closed fox, and rounded his eyes.

Do you really think so? !

Although it is a fact.

But can you be a little bit, turn a little bit!

Yan Xuanjing’s sight on Shanglinmu, silent for a long time, suddenly blessed the soul, feeling that he opened up a new idea.

He was just looking at his face and said to him very seriously: "You are still young."

"Oh."

Lin Mu thinks that in this life, he can't count on Xuan Jing to understand what is the comfort of euphemism, and that the weak have the right to know.

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