The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"Daddy, you are the best!" Luo Xiaoman gave Luo Mushan a sweet smile.

The two dimples of the small face appeared, lovely and charming, and the corners of Suhua Luomushan's heart instantly rose slightly.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw that everyone was staring at him, and then the corner of his mouth that was about to rise instantly closed.

"Hmph, you little guy who loves trouble, go back to the room and face the wall."

"Yes."

Seeing that Luo Mushan did not punish Luo Xiaoman, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Their Patriarch is really a daring devil, and the little lady is a little bit coquettish and loses her temper.

"And you, one by one, to indulge and protect Xiaoman, each of them deducted half a month's ration." Luo Mushan said with a stern expression.

Suddenly, everyone looked sad.

Master, you are the one who condones the little lady the most, right?

"It's all gone." Luo Mushan waved his hand, then said again: "Tsing Yi, you stay."

Luo Xiaoman knew in his heart that his father had asked his eldest brother to stay for the sake of discussing the new crystal vein mine, so he wouldn't bother too much.

I believe the old man and the big brother will be able to handle this matter properly.

"Xiaoman, can you lend me the fangs on your neck?" At this moment, Luo Qinghen rubbed his hands and asked with a grin.

"Ok?"

Luo Xiaoman was stunned, looking at him suspiciously.

Here, Mo Yuan's sharp eyes have turned around, and a hint of chill is faintly revealed.

This is what he gave to the master, no matter who it is, don't even think about the idea of ​​hitting this fang.

"Ahem!" Luo Qinghen cleared his throat awkwardly, feeling the chill emanating from Mo Yuan. "Don't be nervous, I just want to refine this fang a little bit to make it more beautiful and more practical."

Luo Xiaoman blinked, then looked at Mo Yuan, "Can you?"

Mo Yuan pondered for a while, then looked at Luo Qinghen who was embarrassed, and nodded, "Yes."

"Haha, that's really great." Luo Qinghen breathed a sigh of relief, and then assured Mo Yuan, "Don't worry, I will definitely make this fang more beautiful, and I will be able to maximize its effect."

He believed that if he couldn't handle it well, this young man would definitely hack himself.

After finishing speaking, Luo Qinghen ran away stubbornly.

Luo Xiaoman shook his head with a bitter smile, this second brother is really a funny comparison.

However, the teeth of Frost Tusk are indeed the same good refining materials, and if they can be refined, they may have different effects.

"Yuan, Dabai, you protect the law for me." When he returned to the room, Luo Xiaoman's eyes flashed with brilliant light.

This moment is finally coming.

Six years, six full years.

In order to repair the phantom ring, she took a lot of effort, and now finally got the last treasure, Xuan Tian Guo.

With Xuantian Fruit, the phantom ring will be fully restored.

Luo Xiaoman entered the Void Space, and Ring Spirit had been waiting for a long time.

From the mung bean-sized eyes of this little thing, he is also looking forward to it.

"Little master, let's start."

"Ok."

Luo Xiaoman nodded, and then took out Xuantian Fruit.

Xuantianguo's whole body streamed lightly, exuding a hint of spiritual energy, refreshing.

Luo Xiaoman took a deep breath, and then broke the Xuantian Fruit, revealing the tender flesh inside.

The flesh of the fruit was like a ****, exuding a tempting aroma, so she couldn't help eating it in one bite.