"I'm still alive." The man in silver pulled off his big arms, wrapped in small velvet, rubbed them gently, rubbing them out a little temperature.

"It's not like it! It's still motionless, it should be dead." The man in black approached his eyes, looked at it carefully, pointed it over, and sighed seriously at the breathing of the small velvet. He poked it again, but he still motionless, and he decided that he was dead.

"I'm still alive." The man in silver wrapped his clothes several layers and continued to rub them. The small velvet claws moved slightly with the silver threads.

"Master, why don't you take this little thing back! I won't be too bored if I keep a pet or something." The man in black suggested enthusiastically.

His family's Lord is probably the most lonely person in the world. He has always been alone and has always been alone. Although he never talks about it, he also sees it. Now he suddenly picks up a small thing and takes it back to accompany his family's Lord.

At least, it wouldn't be too boring to stay alone in the Palace of Fairy.

"Do you keep a pet?" The man in silver looked down at the small velvet that was moving between his eyebrows. He increased his strength slightly, rubbed his clothes, and considered the suggestions of his subordinates.

"Yes, the Lord did not say that this little thing is still alive, so I will take it back by the way. It is snowy and snowy. If this little thing wakes up, it will not be able to survive. The Lord will take it back to raise it to relieve boredom."

The man in black poked the moving velvet, pinched its soft little palm, and persuaded him.

"Okay." The man in silver clothes wrapped his clothes, made them into a round ball, held them in his arms, blocking the oncoming wind and snow.

The two left the cliff and headed to the north, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of a huge palace.

Here the palace layout is spread along the central axis to the east and west sides, with red walls and yellow tiles, painted pillars and carved beams, without being too prosperous or magnificent.

The silver-white glazed tiles shine brightly in the hazy sunset. Looking down from the sky, the palace is like an enlarged chessboard, connected vertically and horizontally, and distributed interlaced.

The roof of the palace is extremely spiral and the gate is semicircular. The palace looks a bit inconsistent from a distance, but it looks extremely beautiful when viewed from a close distance.

On the way to the main hall, there are silver-white stone bricks like stars, making people walk like walking in the night sky.

At the center of the palace, there is a huge desert mountain, and there are endless flower ponds under the mountain.

The palaces and towers inlaid in the middle are staggered in height and are somewhat magnificent and majestic. The layout of the entire palace building seems to be very strict and orderly.

Outside the hall were two rows of men in court uniforms. They were all wearing black court uniforms, with a silver spider-patterned belt around their waists, and their black hair was tied up with a silver gilded hair crown.

They were all tall and straight, with a pretty face and a strong figure. When they saw the outsiders from the hall, they all bowed their hands and turned around respectfully.

“Welcome to the Lord!”

Dozens of welcome sounded at the same time. They bent and entered the hall with the man in silver clothes outside the door.

The man in silver and white raised his hand and waved his sleeves, indicating that he would not be polite. The ministers stood up and saw the small velvet in their lord's arms. Each of them exchanged their eyes quickly, with a look of confusion, but no one spoke.

Gradually, night fell. After the man in silver and white finished handling the matter, he went to the flower pond and sat on the stone steps he used to sit on.

"Lord, this is the Thousand Flowers Brew that I just brewed. The moonlight should be very good tonight. Lord will appreciate it slowly."

The man in black brought a pot of fine wine and a wine bottle and placed it aside.

Whenever the moon is full, his Lord will come to the flower pond to enjoy the moon. This location has the best view and gradually becomes the exclusive place for their Lord.

"Lord, should I take this little thing down to the doctor? I wonder if it is injured." The man in black picked up the small velvet and explored its weak aura, thinking that it was injured.

"Doctors can only look at people, let it go. The little thing is not injured and will wake up soon." The man in silver and white held the wine pot, poured a glass of wine, and drank a light sip.

"Okay, then I will retreat first, and not disturb the Lord's viewing the moon." The man in black put the small velvet back to his original position and then retreated.

"Do you want to drink some too?" The man in silver and white put the small velvet on his knees, touching the tuft of red velvet on his eyebrows, and a curve of Qingmo's lips was pursed.

He has always been here alone, drinking alone and watching the moon alone. Everything around him is silent. He has no object to talk to. At this time, there is a little thing, talking to himself, which is not so abrupt, and it is quite good.

"Say--"

The small velvet in the suit suddenly shook, and the little claws grabbed it in the air.

"Are you going to wake up?" The man in silver and white raised his fingers with his claws hooked on the small velvet and shook them gently.

"Crack--"

"Ji—"

Suddenly, the sound of bone friction came from the clothes, and the small velvet squeaked weakly.

"What's wrong?" The man in silver and white put down his wine glass and wrapped his shaking little paws, and became a little panicked.

The red fuzz on the middle of the eyebrows seemed to absorb the essence of the moonlight, gradually fading from red to light red and finally turning into colorless.

"Crack-Crack-Crack-"

Countless sounds of bone friction sounded at the same time, and the clothes were gradually stretched out. The man in silver and white felt the weight on his knees gradually increasing, and he patted in a panic.

I accidentally took a picture of my long legs and a thin waist.

Well!

The man in silver and white stood stiffly and stopped in the air, not daring to fall down again.

When he looked up again, he saw a very beautiful woman's face. Her hair was long and she was dispersed and spread on the ground. Her two velvety ears on her head made people feel that they couldn't help but want to reach out to grab it.

The man in silver and white couldn't help but grab the woman's ears, which were soft and soft, and had a great feel!

"Um--"

"Swish--"

A weak dream sounded, and it took a while before the woman slowly opened her eyes.

A pair of clear black eyes will whirl!

The man in silver and white collided into the black vortex and was instantly lost.

The same eyes as him!

Yinbaiyi shook her head in disbelief, raised her finger half stretched and half contracted, and touched the woman's eyelids. The woman blinked, and the circumference in her pupils still existed.

The woman touched the eyes that were the same curiously as her. She didn't know the man who was looking at her, but the circumference in his pupils made her feel very friendly.

The man in silver and white allowed the woman to touch his penalty area. Inadvertently lowered his eyes, a crisp and round voice from a while ago shook his mind.

"Why do your eyes circulate?"

"Do you know Dudu?"

"Will you transform?"

Eyes! Transformation!

The man in silver and white pursed his lips, looked at the woman who was confused, and he planned for a while and asked tentatively: "Du!Du?"

The woman's head was tilted, and the beautiful face raised a swaying smile. She nodded and said in a vocal voice: "Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-
Chapter completed!