Chapter 44： Little fox, Luo Xiaoman (1/2)

Boom boom boom!

After a violent blast, Luo Xiaoman's bright red figure had disappeared from the vast white snow.

The cold poisonous scorpion roared again and again, and then his eyes fell on Wan Zitong's body, killing intently.

Wan Zitong's expression was ugly. He thought he could play Luo Xiaoman with applause, but he didn't expect to be teased on the other hand, and now he faces the result of being killed by the cold poisonous scorpion.

She gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and took out the magic weapon that the master gave to herself a long time ago from the storage bag.

”Luo Xiaoman, from now on, I will never die with you.”

Luo Xiaoman rushed all the way, and after a short while, he came to a secret ice cave.

Compared to the outside world, the ice cave is much warmer, and Mo Yuan is now lying under a cloak, his whole body is as if frozen, his whole body exuding a deep chill.

”Xiao Ling, I have the blood of the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion, what should I do now?” Luo Xiaoman said solemnly.

”It's very simple, you just need to feed him the blood.” Jie Ling came out and said slowly: ”With his physical fitness, the blood of the Cold Scorpion will naturally be refined into an antidote.”

”Okay!” Luo Xiaoman glanced at the unconscious Mo Yuan, then glanced at the tail spur in his hand, and then took a bite.

She sucked the blood from the tail stab with her mouth, and then leaned down without hesitation to relieve the unconscious Mo Yuan.

Everything is so natural.

In the dimness, Mo Yuan felt his cold lips put on two pieces of soft things. The touch was so comfortable that he asked for it unconsciously.

Luo Xiaoman's pupils shrank, and his pretty face blushed. He was raided by Mo Yuan. He wanted to leave, but he was still a little at a loss.

She just wanted to remove the blood of the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion for Mo Yuandu, she didn't expect it to happen.

Even if Luo Xiaoman reborn as a human, his lips have never been taken away.

In other words, this is her first kiss.

call--

For a long time, Luo Xiaoman struggled out of Mo Yuan's arms, his cute little face was already blushing, and his eyes were full of misty divine light.