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Chapter 879 The decisive battle is coming

"I still want to hide it from me?" Anyang threw down another heavy hammer and hit Xiaochan's heart, making her even more uneasy.

In fact, he didn't know the specific situation, otherwise he would not use the gentler word "hidden". He only realized that there must be something wrong with it, so he used some means to deceive the little fox, who was not cunning at all.

Sure enough, Xiaochan was so scared that she kept stirring the belt in front of her skirt, and raised her head from time to time to secretly look at him, her face completely pale.

Anyang knew that there was really something wrong with this.

But seeing as Xiaochan has suffered so much from coming to this world, he doesn't want to bully her too much. It's not that she has to be scared to death by herself just now, right?

So Anyang softened his expression and put his hand on the little fox's head. Seeing that Xiaochan was so guilty that he was afraid to hide, he said, "Okay, I promise that as long as you tell the truth, you will definitely not make things difficult for you! OK?"

Xiaochan still lowered her head and twisted the corner of her clothes without saying a word.

Anyang was helpless and said, "I have said I have forgiven you. What else do you want to do? Do you want to continue hiding it from me?"

Xiaochan was shocked by his tone of questioning, which was not severe, and then she raised her head weakly and asked in a whispery voice: "I... If I lied to you, I lied to you for a long time, would you strip me of my skin as a hat..."

"Why did you cheat me for a long time?" An Yang kept asking himself if he was so easy to cheat. At the same time, he said, "Don't worry, I don't like wearing a red hat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaochan's body trembled again, and she raised her head and looked at him in horror.

"I don't like blue ones either!" Anyang added.

Xiaochan still looked like she was still palpitations, but she lowered her head and thought for a long time. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth and raised her head and said, "I... I actually, I don't look like this. This is my very young look. My mother asked me to do this."

When talking about the word "mother", her tone was particularly low, as if she was about to cry.

Anyang suddenly realized something, and with all his thoughts, he sorted out all his doubts from the time he saw Xiaochan to the present.

"Oh! Is your mother afraid that you will be targeted by someone with bad intentions when you fall into the world, and that your appearance will cause trouble for you, so she will make you such a little girl?"

"Yeah~" Xiaochan lowered her head and nodded.

"I see."

Anyang could understand immediately.

Although the chaos in the Shenzhou world at that time was not as good as this world, the indifference of ancient laws and moral consciousness was far from what modern people could imagine. Even if Xiaochan turned into this look of seven or eight years old, she could still make many people have evil thoughts. If she was more than that young, it would be really unimaginable!

What's more, judging by the charm that I occasionally felt from this little girl that I couldn't believe, if she turned into an adult, even in a place where the laws are strictly enforced in the real world, someone would be deceived by her and take risks!

Anyang thought so and glanced at her again: "You have become what you are like to show me!"

Xiaochan immediately became a little cramped when she heard this.

"What's wrong? I know the situation. It's impossible that you have kept it from me for so long. You have followed me for so many years. You still refuse to show your true feelings to me!" An Yang looked at Xiaochan with a bad face. If Xiaoqian saw this look, he would be happy to bully Xiaochan!

Sure enough, after listening to his words, the simple Xiaochan thought deeply, and it was really unreasonable, but she was still a little worried: "I...I'm a little scared..."

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you!"

"Then...will you tell Sister Xiaoqian and Sister Huang Lan?" Xiaochan was timid, but she still had the courage to finish this sentence.

"...Do you just don't care about rabbits?" An Yang felt deeply saddened for the rabbit spirit, and then said, "Think carefully, do you want to confess to them. If you don't want to say it, I will definitely not tell them!"

Xiaochan fell silent, and then he squeezed the belt of the skirt and said embarrassingly: "This... this skirt is too small..."

"Should!"

Anyangluo glanced at her with disgust.

This little vixen obviously not only changed to six or seven years old, but also had problems with her psychology. This may be related to the shadow caused by the changes in her family. She seems to be real, but she is no longer a child, but likes bright and colorful clothes like a child.

I used to think she was young but didn’t think she was young, but now I suddenly realized that she was not young. This white dress with rose red dots is a bit eye-catching.

Or was it because of the low living conditions in ancient times that she had an obsession with these clothes she had never worn when she was a child?

After thinking for a moment, he took out a long robe: "I don't bring a woman's clothes either. You should be able to wear them, just put it in a moment. If you get used to the figure of bean sprouts, you can change back to your original appearance after you show it to me!"

"Yes." Xiaochan lowered her head and took over her clothes, standing alone silently, her voice lower than a mosquito.

Anyang then left the big tent and waited outside.

Not long after, he felt someone lifting the curtain and poking his back with his hand. His fingers were very thin, his strength was as gentle as a girl, and his position was much higher than before.

"Hmm?" Anyang immediately turned around.

What caught my eye was a pretty girl.

Her height is not low, about 1.65 meters tall, but her figure is too delicate and looks like a small feeling, but at least it is not as bean sprouts.

Anyang could see the curve of the robe on her chest when she lowered her head. It was not big. She could only say that she was delicate and full with one hand, and there was room for development. Anyang naturally could not place women's underwear in the space of her body, so now she was vacuum inside. In order not to protrude, she could only lift the collar with her hands slightly with her hands.

The blue robe is a bit wide, but it just sets off the slenderness and tenderness of her body. You can vaguely imagine the waist and tender thighs that you can hold with your hands in the garment...

On it is a white and delicate face, which looks like she is about fifteen years old. Her eyes have not changed much, but she is still so black and white, smart and clear, but now she exudes a faint temptation from her eyes. Her straight long black hair is still draped behind her back, her neck is white and her sleeves are long, and her facial features are a little green, but she is still beautiful!

If Anyang doesn't check it for a while, it feels like he is hit...

Fortunately, Xiaochan took a step back at the right time and looked at him with some fear. His timid expression was the same as before, which made him wake up.

Anyang now fully understands why this little vixen has such deep hostility towards all men.

Love itself is a source of temptation!

Fortunately, he used to sigh that this little girl is so tempting and so attractive, and she is still growing up! Now he can only sigh that the vixen is indeed well-known!

Shaking his head and putting away all his thoughts, he looked at Xiaochan up and down at the door of the big tent and said, "This is a pretty good look, much better than the small one before!"

Xiaochan silently lowered her head and said nothing.

Anyang smiled again, walked over to her and found a seat to sit down.

Xiaochan was still following him without saying a word. She took a step as soon as he took, but the little bitch who was more than one meter tall turned into a girl-stage vixen with infinite temptation, and... she looked really funny when she held her chest and clothes slightly.

After sitting down, Anyang still looked at her, looking at her lowered her head unnaturally, and was astonished: "No wonder...no wonder I was called a vixen!"

Xiaochan's white face flushed, and she didn't dare to speak.

Anyang shouted: "Come here."

She trembled with conditioned reflexes for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and took a small step forward, feeling that the distance was not enough, and then took another step.

At this time, she was very close to Anyang.

"Sit!" Anyang said.

Xiaochan glanced around and saw that there was only a chair beside him, so she sat down in a hurry.

If you get closer, Anyang can smell the body fragrance emitted from her body with a moment of inhalation. This body fragrance is also very strange, like a natural aphrodisiac, which makes people feel the hormones in their body ignite and have an inexplicable impulse.

But this impulse is not a primitive one, but a more profound one, making people want to hold this girl about fifteen years old in her arms and knead it carefully, and love her for life.

Of course, love will dominate the rest of your life!

"hiss!"

Anyang took a deep breath again, making Xiaochan next to him unnatural, as if he had met a pervert!

But in fact, Anyang only found a familiar feeling at this time. He had smelled it many times in his time with Xiaochan. At that time, he felt that this girl had the talent of a vixen at such a young age. Now it seems that she just didn't hide it occasionally.

After a pause, he calmed down and took out the Dinghai God Bead and asked, "Does your body have anything to do with this bead?"

Xiaochan glanced at Dinghai Shenzhu timidly and nodded: "Well, there's a little bit."

“What’s the connection?”

"..." Xiaochan turned her head and thought for a long time before embarrassingly turned her head back to the right. While holding the wide chest of the robe from both hands to one hand, she asked Anyang with her weak eyes, and then used the separated hand to tentatively take the Dinghai Shenzhu from him.

"brush!"

The Dinghai Shenzhu suddenly lit up a blue light, reflecting the whole room, as if the blue light was filled with water vapor.

Then Anyang watched helplessly... Dinghai Shenzhu disappeared into Xiaochan's white and tender palm.

……Oh shit!

The white dragon said that he wanted to give him the Dinghai Shenzhu, but ended up giving it to Xiaochan!

But it doesn’t matter to this girl, it’s all the same!

Anyang thought so, Xiaochan finally finished the demonstration under the inexplicable circumstances, and took out the Dinghai Shenzhu and handed it back to him, but he waved his hand.

"This thing belongs to you!"

"ah?"

Xiaochan's voice was soft and glutinous, very surprised.

She died for this bead, so she naturally knew how precious this bead was!

But before she could think too much, she heard a muffled sound like thunder coming from the distant sky, endlessly, and followed by the vast demonic and evil auras in the sky!

As soon as the Antarctic Emperor Xiansheng left, the Eternal Demon Palace kicked off the horn of war!

Thanks Ding Lai!.
Chapter completed!
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