National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo just raised his eyes.

The tiger's hand over there was already pressed against his forehead.

Then, his eyebrows wrinkled, and even his tail didn't shake, and he ran downstairs, grabbed a small medicine chest, and ran back.

Probably because it is usually too skinny, compared with Qin Mo, the tiger is always injured constantly.

Of course not heavy.

Usually it is because of climbing the wall or something, it is scratched to the face and hand.

Either it is toothache and flatulence.

This is a problem that children often encounter.

The reason why Bo Xiaohu is so familiar with where to put her small medicine chest is that every time she is sick or injured, Qin Mo is feeding her medicine.

At first, Qin Mo didn't know what the little tiger was going to do. His head was a little dizzy, and he shook a bit. He wanted to stand up and find someone.

When he saw the little tiger appearing holding the medicine chest, his fingers paused.

On the first trip, Bo Jiu took the medicine box, and on the second trip, he brought a large pot of hot water. His eyes looked very dark at Qin Mo.

That means letting him take medicine.

the first time.

Being so taken care of.

Qin Mo looked at the little tiger running up and down, and finally took a book and turned a few pages before saying: "Mo Mo, I will not tell a bedtime story, or, I will make one for you."

"Huh?" Qin Mo only felt that it was rare to see someone's skinless. He also knew to tell him a bedtime story, and he could not help tickling the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, the thin tiger had a low eye and kissed him on the cheek.

Qin Mo did not set up defense, nor did he know whether it was because of a cold or something else, and there was red behind his ears.

When he turned his thoughts, a little tiger started to make up stories.

The Bo family is familiar with the Dharma and the Bible.

This was originally two beliefs.

But it is not difficult to see from the talk of the little tiger.

So there was a story she told him.

"Early and long ago, there was a person who repaired the Devil's Dao, and a corrected one. The person who repaired the Devil's Dao was regarded as unforgivable. He fell to Huang Quan and disappeared. The one who corrected the Tao, soared to immortality, immortal. I know, in fact, these two people know each other, and they are very good. They met at the age of eight. Under the Kunlun iceberg, they worshiped the same fairy master, but they were the stubborn nature of the devil, who always wanted to make trouble, but all the fairy grass they got They all gave the one who cultivated the Immortal Dao, because the Immortal Dao must consume vitality and understand the enlightenment to be able to love all beings. The original talents of the two people were the same, but one day, the child who cultivated the Demon Dao committed a taboo, Brother, he committed the killing ring and was imprisoned in the Kunlun Mountains for three years. At that time, his brother went to accompany him every day and exchanged him to bring him the fairy grass, but he refused him. The man who repaired the magic road said, I ca n’t do it. When I see you hurt, I do n’t do it. I ca n’t even make love and sentient beings, probably because his sentence broke all of his possibilities of becoming immortals. Since then, he has fallen into the world and walked through the world and experienced After the sorrow and joy, I saw the snowy streets and alleys, and when I was sleeping in the teahouse, I only remembered the person under the Kunlun Mountain who disciplined him when he met. However, the two can no longer meet, or they are there. As far as possible, he will not appear. But many people do n’t understand that the cultivation of the magic path is not necessarily bad, and the cultivation of the fairy path is not necessarily good. Many people are doing something wrong, even if they dare not admit it, even This is the nature of human beings, and there is never any difference between demons and immortals, because the person who repairs the devil acts in a public manner, and even has many secrets about some people in his hand. The more people with ghosts in their hearts, the more they will think To bite others first, they never remember what they did. They only talked about how the person who repaired the Devil's Dao first set the trap. Then they got the news. He robbed once, so he took advantage of this opportunity and attracted thousands of days of thunder. Ever since the Demon Saint was destroyed, he thought that there would be no soul, but no one thought that he had fallen into Huang Quan, and a ray of soul remained. They said that it was not those who modified the Tao who destroyed him, but that he did not obey the fate, but on this day, there was also a person who did not obey the fate and used the blood of the fairy bones to change his life against the sky. The change was not his. , But another person, the one who should have ended this way. The Buddha asked him, from immortality to something cold and warm, would you regret it, he answered, no regret, what he missed most was the year when he was eight years old, He met him, and now he is full of Fuze, and he can take it all. The Buddha shook his head. This is Shangxian, the most aura person. How could this be the end. He did not agree, only said it was destiny, he With a laugh, the white sword turned into a sword shadow in his hand, with blood as the lead, emptying the hell, causing the three realms to vibrate, that night, on the 800-mile Huangquan Road, there were no ghosts, only the burning mandala, the one that came out A road was like shouting who was going home, and Guanyin saw a tear, and a tear shed. The bell of the Leiyin Pagoda rose and fell. The Buddha only recited Amitabha. "

Speaking of which, Bo Xiaohu turned his head and waited to be praised: "Indifferent, is this story good?"

"You should continue editing." Qin Mo looked at her sideways.

The thin tiger shook his tail: "Then I think about it again, and I will tell you tomorrow. You must sleep well before you can get better."

Qin Mo looked at this small face very close to himself, and pinched his fingers on it: "Fool, rest assured."

"Huh?" Bo Xiaohu blinked doubtfully.

Qin Mo's medicine came up. As the little one approached closing his eyes, his voice floated along: "Even if we grow up, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Bo Xiaohu heard this sentence.

A pair of tiger eyes are bright.

In fact, Bo Xiaohuo understands more or less that ordinary people will definitely not accept what she will do in the future.

She has watched so many cartoons and movies.

The above is all saying that people in different worlds will never be together.

She asked Grandpa Ann that the little princess is a policeman.

No, it's not right, it should be more powerful than the police.

Anyway, it was specifically to catch her.

She didn't want the people who came to catch her later to be indifferent.

I don't want Indifference to hate her when she knows what she does.

So there is a desire in the story.

What makes her happy is what he said.

Bo Xiaohu turned his head and looked at the little prince who was sleeping there. Is this still hers?