The Hero’s Favorite is a Cabbage

Murong Che slowly walked to the side of the soft couch. When the beast saw Murong Che walking by, he was frightened and hurried back to his nest.

When Bai Wanwan saw the wild boar brother full of thirst for life running away, she sighed. Murong Che's red eyes are very powerful. You can kill a group of people with just a single glance. She also wants to have such handsome eyes. .

"Isn't I scared to death just now? Why are you talking to the beast now, huh?" Murong Che curled his mouth slightly and raised his hand to throw a handful of Bai Wanwan's vegetable leaves.

Bai Wanwan glanced at Murong Che speechlessly, this dog man, fortunately the wild boar did not swallow her, otherwise she would have died a long time ago, and this **** would not see her pet sweetheart.

Brother Boar not only didn't swallow her, but also made friends with her. Of course, she has to establish a good and friendly relationship, so as to save someone who accidentally angered the man and fell into the pig’s mouth. Chinese cabbage can bend and stretch. After eighteen years, A good cabbage.

This Murong Che always talked to her to herself, and always disintegrated what she wanted to express. Bai Wanwan was already a Buddha. The shock just now made her a little tired and didn't want to take care of Murong Che, so Bai Wanwan Shake the vegetable leaves casually to play Murong Che perfunctorily.

Seeing Bai Wanwan's perfunctory, Murong Che felt a little dissatisfied, and raised his hand to hold Bai Wanwan who was lying on the soft couch.

"Why? I just had a good chat with that animal, and now I am so perfunctory. Don't forget, your host is a stupid cabbage with no conscience." After speaking, Murong Che patted Bai Wanwan again. Vegetable leaves on the head.

Bai Wanwan was a little speechless. She couldn't speak, nor could she understand what the Boar Boar wanted to express. She just casually agreed. How did Murong Che see that she was talking so happily with Boar Boar.

The brain circuit of the neuropathic male protagonist is really different. Bai Wanwan rolled his eyes in his heart, then lifted the leaf and pulled Murong Che's finger. Who said this was his golden thigh, he naturally had to treat him well.

This is the sorrow that the strength trash can only be a dog leg.

"It's really a grass on the wall." Murong Che was satisfied when he saw this stupid cabbage know so well, but he still satirized.

"..." Why is this dog man so difficult to serve? She can't agree with her, and she'll be ridiculed if she's flattered. Why should she embarrass her weak chicken cabbage? The more she thinks about it, the more angry she becomes, and she simply tightens the leaves and pretends to die.

Who is not a small man, huh! This fairy is not taking care of her.

Seeing Bai Wanwan who was losing his temper, Murong Che's mood improved for some reason, and he patted Bai Wanwan's head again. This stupid cabbage had a really bad temper.

Murong Che's evil taste came up, and he couldn't help but want to tease this angry cabbage.

"So trash, with such a great temper, this seat picked you up. If it were someone else, you would have already become a dish." Murong Che raised the corners of his mouth, mocking Bai Wanwan mercilessly.

Bai Wanwan is really intolerable, cabbage has dignity, this dog man laughs at a weak cabbage is already a very dishonest thing, even laughed at addicted, do not give this **** a cabbage face, she will not have her surname White.

Thinking of this, Bai Wanwan threw her cabbage leaves back to Murong Che's face, Murong Che raised his eyebrows, held Bai Wanwan a little further, and then admired the stupid cabbage there. Flick the leaves.

Bai Wanwan shook the leaves for a long time, and he was too tired to die, and there was still a long way to go before Murong Che's handsome and angry face.

She was just being tricked by this dog man just like a monkey, and the leaves of the vegetables became greener in the late evening, and immediately tightened the leaves and stopped paying attention to Murong Che.

Murong Che twitched his mouth. Why is this cabbage so stupid? After watching enough of the scene, he put down Bai Wanwan and went back to bed to rest.

The next day, Murong Che brought Bai Wanwan to the Yueqing sect. He was indeed a gangster. Not only did he single-handedly, he brought a trailing cabbage, and he broke into a martial art that is also one of the best in the world of immortality. .

When the disciples of the Yueqing School saw Murong Che, the great demon coming, they were surprised that Murong Che was here to find fault, and everyone was in a state of emergency preparedness.

One of the disciples hurriedly reported to the head of the Yueqing Sect, while the remaining disciples all stared at Murong Che with vigilance, but did not dare to step forward.

Similarly, everyone also noticed the little green figure in Murong Che's arms, and couldn't help but draw the corners of his eyes. What did this big demon do with a Chinese cabbage? Could it be that he came to humiliate their sect.

And Bai Wanwan, who was in Murong Che's arms, received the attention of thousands of people, and sighed in his heart: Sure enough, without a little strength, there would be no such high-level force.

Who is Bai Wanwan? She is a shameless sand sculpture girl. Looking at the strange and vigilant gazes of thousands of people, she is not only not embarrassed, but also proud in her heart. Although her strength is rubbish, she hugs her. The thighs are thick.

It’s also her strength to be on the top of the list. Bai Wanwan was happily in her heart, and the small cabbage leaves flicked. If it weren’t for Murong Che’s bastard, she still liked it. Of golden thighs.

Sure enough, life can't be fulfilled, and you have to pay a price if you get something, and the price Bai Wanwan pays is that Cai Yezi is made greener by this dog man.

But this doesn't affect Bai Wanwan's good mood at this time, it feels really good to have a compelling feeling, Bai Wanwan's leaves are dangling leisurely.

And Murong Che also felt the sway of Bai Wanwan in his arms, and looked down, this stupid cabbage seemed to be very happy.

On the other side, there was a man sitting in the center of the hall. He was Shangguan Qingxuan, the head of the Yueqing Sect. At this time, he was cultivating with his eyes closed.

Shangguan Qingxuan was dressed in white, elegant and handsome. His black hair like ink was tied by a jade hairpin. There was a hint of coldness between his eyebrows. The surrounding incense burner lit up with smoke, making Shangguan Qingxuan even colder.

Hearing a sound outside the house, Shangguan Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, dispelling the coldness between his brows, but added a gentle temperament, giving people an approachable feeling.

After listening to the disciple’s report, Shangguan Qingxuan lowered his eyes slightly and thought, that their sect has been far away from the dispute, and no longer intervenes in the affairs between the major decent sects and Murong Che, and there is no relationship with Murong Che. Why? Will this person come up suddenly?

Shangguan Qingxuan thought for a while but didn't come up with it, so he went out to have a look first. Shangguan Qingxuan came to the main hall. When the disciples saw that the head came and saw the savior, they all knelt down and bowed: "Palm door."

Bai Wanwan’s attention was instantly attracted by the man in white clothes who came here. The man in white clothes had a handsome face, gentle as a jade, and his mouth was slightly raised, with a faint smile. This was completely in line with Bai Wanwan’s heart. The sunny and gentle image of the big brother next door.

"Who is this little brother? I want all the information of this little brother in three seconds." Bai Wanwan yelled in her heart. Cai Yezi pulled Murong Che's sleeves and stretched her head out, wanting to get closer to see Shangguanqing. Xuan.

Murong Che felt that Bai Wanwan in his arms had been pulling, frowning, whether this stupid cabbage had been taking the wrong medicine again, raised his hand and stroked Bai Wanwan's leaves: "Be calm."

This slap made Bai Wanwan calm down. She rolled her eyes in her heart, still pulling on Murong Che's sleeve and looking at Shangguan Qingxuan. This little brother looked so gentle.

When Shangguan Qingxuan came to the main hall, he saw Murong Che wearing a dark blue robe sitting on a chair in the main hall, holding a green cabbage in his arms.

He was puzzled, but he still smiled very educatedly: "I wonder what the devil is doing here?"

Bai Wanwan, who was in Murong Che’s arms, was holding Caiye and admiring Shangguan Qingxuan in front of him. The eyes of those non-existent cabbage were shining with stars. This little brother’s voice is so good, and he looks good when he smiles, so polite what.

It was completely different from Murong Che, the dog man who bullied the weak cabbage.

And Murong Che raised his eyebrows, and leaned back slightly. If it weren't for the powerful breath, Murong Che's posture seemed a bit like that of the dude.

"I heard that you have sent a bright mirror. If you know it, it's best to take it out." Murong Che said in a light tone, without paying attention to the people under this stage who are full of hostility to him.

Before Shangguan Qingxuan said anything, the disciples below exploded, looking at Murong Che angrily.

"That bright mirror is the inheritance of our Yueqing school. This big demon is too bullying." A disciple who is not afraid of death said it out loud, and the other disciples also agreed, but no one dared to take a step forward. .

Bai Wanwan couldn't help but glance at Murong Che, that is, this Murong Che has a plug-in, otherwise it would be strange if he didn't get beaten. This is the confidence of the powerful faction.

She looked at the excited disciples in the audience. If it hadn’t been for the strength of the great demon like Murong Che, she would have come forward to fight. Bai Wanwan leisurely pestered the leaves to watch the excitement, and she was covered by the boss. So confident.

Shangguan Qingxuan frowned when he heard Murong Che’s request, and his tone was still gentle: "This transparent mirror is the inheritance of the Yueqing school. If there is no transparent mirror, the ancestors’ efforts for thousands of years will probably be destroyed. Once."

"Please forgive the poor Dao for not being able to obey the orders, and hope that the Demon Lord can raise your noble hand, don't embarrass the poor Dao." Shangguan Qingxuan continued, with a little tough tone.

Shangguan Qingxuan's thin and slender figure stood upright, not at all suppressed by Murong Che's air space, still gentle, but without the smile of his mouth, he looked a little cold.

Murong Che looked at Shangguan Qingxuan in front of him with cold eyes, and the murderous aura in his red eyes made no secret of it. Since these **** are so ignorant, then he doesn't mind committing a murder here...