This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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“Let's go too!” Night Xuan's eyes swept from the rotten tail floor and then turned to the clouds.

After several people left, the top floor of the rotten tail floor, two figures appeared from the dark.

“Why do I think that kid just found us?” Desiccator unconsciously touched his chin and looked at Night Xuan morning and others in the direction of leaving revealed his thoughts.

He nodded with approval, "Young Master Jiu's table is not simple. ”

They just happened to see the scene of the fight. Although the night was not exaggerated, in some small details, they could still feel that the teenager was different.

“Hee-hee... interesting little dude, have to meet him for a chance.” There was a glimmer of interest in the under-eye of indifference.

The flames snorted coldly: “Our task is to protect Master Xiao Jiu, not to talk about love. ”

Desiccation froze, then pushed the flame down on one side of the cement wall, a way to hegemonic the president hooked the flaming chin, smiling: “Yo, Fire, are you jealous? ”

“Fuck off!” Why is there such a... shameless woman in the world when her face turns dark and pushes away the wind and desert ice!!

Watching the flames throw herself downstairs and roll her eyes, how can there be such a careful man in the world!

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Because Su Xiaojiu was a little frightened at noon, Yun Muxiang accompanied her home, so at the end of the night, there were only Nie Xiaojiu and Night Xuan Morning.

Nie Xiaojiu looked as though the person who picked him up was still the driver frequently hired by the Nie family. His eyes were disappointed. Since that night, he had not seen Nie Nanfeng. He seemed to be hiding from him.

Nie Xiaojiu didn't know what he had done wrong. Why did everyone hate him from that morning?

Neinan Feng deliberately avoided, Shen Huan and Nie Yan's indifference made him feel that the house was so cold and seemed to be excluding him...

With this in mind, Nie Xiaojiu fell into the car and his foot shrunk back.

“Young master?” The driver looked at Nie Xiaojiu with some confusion.

Nie Xiaojiu circled his baseball cap over his head, then pulled over and stood next to him in the evening Xuan morning, and said: “Today I went to play with my classmates, I won't be back at night, you take a word back. ”

Night Xuan dawned, “Are you going to my house? ”

“Yes!” Nie Xiao Xiao Jiu, a copy of the Young Master's expression is coming to your house tonight.

“But I live in an apartment now.” Night Xuan glanced at him and his face was unwelcome.

Nie Xiaojiu: “Then I will give up my pride and go to your apartment for one night. ”

“...” Night Xuan rolled his eyes, but he also saw Nie Xiaojiu's mood was very depressed these days. Forget it, he was also half a brother, so he pitied the homeless child.

The driver saw that Nie Xiaojiu had decided not to say much, just asked: "Young master, do I have to give you a lift? ”

“No, you go back.” Nie Xiaojiu waved.

After Nie's driver left, Night Xuan Morning and Nie Xiao 91 walked on the sidewalk, Nie Xiaojiu opened a lollipop into his mouth and lowered his head.

Night Xuan followed behind, his hands pocketed, schoolbags casual crossbody on the shoulder, all over his body and down a strand of dust-free laziness and randomness, this special temperament has caused many people to sneak a gaze.

In this regard, Night Xuan has long been used to it. However, at this time, his expression was slightly disturbed. In these two days, he has moved back everything that had previously been removed from Lingtian apartment, and now he is worse off that he did not move in...