The black-haired palm was not too heavy, but it was not light. Hua Yi got up from the ground with a cough twice, his face slightly pale.
He looked at the black hair coming in from the door, and his deep eyes were full of exploration: "Your Highness is such a good skill."
Bai Chu frowned and looked at Black Hair with a complicated expression. A god who had just emerged from the world and had difficulty dealing with the Zhongliu Xiaoxian. It was impossible to use the god to push down a god-like immortal with 30,000 years of cultivation. The feather eyelashes drooped a little, covering up the doubts in his eyes. There must be something strange about this child!
At this time, the black hair had already run over with her short legs, facing Hua Yi, with her hands wide open to protect Bai Chu, her eyes wide open, her thick eyebrows were upright, and her face looked angry: "Dengtu! Don't touch my mother!"
Hua Yi was stunned for a moment, looked at Bai Chu, and smiled slightly: "Your Highness is indeed... naive."
Innocence and romantic? Black hair turned her eyes and thought it was a good word, so she straightened her chest and said with great momentum: "I am not only innocent but also innocent and cute!"
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Seeing Hua Yi's smile froze, Bai Chu held his forehead and put it in front of others, it was really embarrassing to put such a tutor in front of him. She pulled a small bun on the black hair's head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and leaned down to look at him: "How do you know the word "Dengtuzi"?"
The little hand grabbed her sleeve of the robe, and the bun's face was serious: "Brother Hong, who was guarding the gate, touched Sister Xiaomaru's butt yesterday. Sister Xiaomaru slapped Brother Hong and said that Brother Hong was a 'Dengtuzi'. Sister Xiaomaru refused to tell me what 'Dengtuzi' means, so I asked Brother Hong. Brother Hong said that a man touched a woman would be a 'Dengtuzi'. Brother Hong also said that being able to become a 'Dengtuzi' is a kind of honor. There will be a certain amount of hard work behind the glory, so he will be beaten."
After a pause, he looked back at Hua Yi, and showed a bit of seriousness on his face: "Don't touch my mother. Although 'Dengtuzi' is a glorious title, if my mother slapped you, you would have to be carried back horizontally today."
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What's going on with this faint sense of powerlessness? It's time for the person guarding the gate to change...
"The ignorance of the child makes Your Highness laugh." Bai Chu quietly planted a spiritual sense on Heimao, and his face remained silent.
Hua Yi smiled slightly: "It's okay."
Hua Yiben came on the pretext of being a formal business, so he naturally couldn't stay for a long time. After a few more polite words, he wanted to say goodbye.
"A bad game of chess also has the hard work of bad chess. Whether to choose or give up is only in your thoughts." Bai Chu sent Hua Yi to the door and looked at him with a glance.
"No regrets when making a move." A trace of darkness flashed quickly in his light eyes, "Even if he loses all the money, it is still the best way to choose Yi."
"If you choose it, it will not be easy to turn back."
"Thank you for your teachings."
“See you goodbye.”
"Goodbye."
Bai Chu's back as she watched Hua Yi leave disappeared without a trace, the smile on her lips was still at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes suddenly sank.
The spiritual consciousness she had just planted was destroyed. It was completely destroyed, and there was nothing left after half a breath.
Black hair disappeared near her again.
A god who has only been born for a few days will never be able to detect the spiritual consciousness she planted. Unless someone behind him helps him detect it? Moreover, that person's cultivation is above her... Where did her son go in the two hours of his disappearance every day? What did he do?
As the wind passes, the robe spreads in the air. The noble princess in Qingqiu looks serious, and the coldness in her eyes is as cold as a blade.