stonecrandall Chapter 189 Despicable thing, get out!
Chapter 189 Despicable thing, get out!
Dark Guard Seventeen became smaller.
He didn't seem to have reacted himself, he stood there blankly with his two little hands in a daze, looking at Ning Zhe who was much taller than him for a while, and looking at his shrunken body for a while, his pink lips were slightly opened , with dazed eyes in her beautiful big eyes like blood-colored glazed beads.
Ning Zhe squatted down and squinted at him for a moment.
Dark Guard Seventeen probably wasn't used to facing such a "huge" Ning Zhe, his whole body tensed up, and he stared at him vigilantly with wide eyes.
Since the Seventeenth Dark Guard changed his appearance, the scars on his face disappeared. His red lips and snowy skin, his long and narrow red eyes, his appearance also leaned towards the feminine and delicate beauty of the red axe, which was flamboyant yet hidden.
If such a beautiful face is shrunk down to a teenager, it will be the most exquisite cute thing in the world, and the impact it will bring to people will definitely be huge.
Ning Zhe had never seen such a soft child before, so he couldn't help stretching out a hand, pinching the two horns protruding from the opponent's head, and shaking it gently.
Dark Guard Seventeen was forced to sway along with his movements, his little snow-white feet couldn't stand firmly, and with a "plop", his buttocks fell to the ground, splashing muddy water all over his body.
He stared blankly at Ning Zhe, his big eyes quickly filled with tears, and they were flushed red with forbearance.
Ning Zhe thought he was going to cry.
Unexpectedly, his soft mouth opened, but he roared angrily: "Bold! Let go of this deity!"
...Oh, so it wasn't the Seventeenth Dark Guard.
Ning Zhe suddenly lost interest, flicked his fingertips, and flipped the opponent backwards, rolled over on the dirty muddy ground several times before barely stopping.
"Ning Zhe you court death! Who gave you the courage to treat this deity like this!"
The young master struggled to move his small arms and short legs, got up from the scattered clothes on the floor, stared at Ning Zhe coldly, his whole body was solemn and murderous.
Of course, Ning Zhe might be a little bit afraid of him if he wasn't this intimidating little body.
The current young lord, no matter how you look at it, he is stern and weak in heart.
But since he already knew that the other party was not the Seventeenth Dark Guard, there was no need to waste any more time.
Ning Zhe held an umbrella, stood up and went back to the palace.
The Young Master lost the umbrella on his head and was immediately drowned.
He didn't expect that Ning Zhe would leave him behind without even saying hello. His face was flushed with anger, and he struggled to get rid of the big clothes that were in the way. He chased after Ning Zhe and followed him staggeringly behind.
"Ning Zhe, stop for me! How dare you ignore my words, who gave you the guts! I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
He raised his hand and wanted to attack Ning Zhe, but after trying several times, he couldn't use any moves.
As soon as Ning Zhe lowered his head, he saw him flicking his fingers there, remembering his pitiful look with red eyes and about to cry.
When people get smaller, does it really mean that their brains also get smaller?Ning Zhe was puzzled.
How could the young lord bear such contemptuous gazes from him, he lost his mind all of a sudden, rushed forward and hugged Ning Zhe's calf tightly, opened his mouth and bit it off.
Without even thinking about it, Ning Zhe flicked his leg and threw him far away.
The young lord's small body drew a beautiful arc in the air.
"boom"--
His butt hit the hard ground, and he was dizzy for a while, and sat on the ground for a long time without recovering.
After the dizziness passed, he saw Ning Zhe step into the palace, and mercilessly closed the palace door with a "slap", leaving him in the heavy rain.
"Ning Zhe! How dare you!"
He was so angry that he got up from the ground, ran over and slammed on the wooden door, "Come out for me! Come out!"
Ning Zhe had already changed into clean clothes and lay back on the couch comfortably.
The maid had just watched the whole process, and knew clearly that the little baby outside was their majestic and dignified lord in the past, she felt uneasy for a moment, but she didn't dare to ask Ning Zhe, and stood by the couch with some hesitation.
She was still struggling in her heart, and then she saw Ning Zhe staring at her with emotionless black eyes, and said lightly, "It's too noisy."
The maid was terrified by his sight.
"Go and gag him."
Not long after, the Young Master lost his voice.
Ning Zhe sighed and finally fell asleep.
The next day.
After washing up, he picked up a milk cake from the table and walked outside the hall.
A naked little doll was tied to a carved wooden pillar in front of the hall, its mouth was tightly sealed by a cloth strip, covered in rain, and extremely embarrassed.
The young master didn't close his eyes all night, and was drenched in the rain all night, his face was pale, his whole body was cold, and his stomach was empty.
Ning Zhe stood in front of him, wearing warm and clean clothes, slowly took a bite of the soft milk cake.
The Young Master pursed his lips, his eyes were dark and cold.
It fell on a child, but I felt a little wronged.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid I couldn't help but want to hug this cute child and coax him up.
It's a pity that what Ning Zhe lacks most in his life is a kind heart to sympathize with the weak.
He finished eating the milk cake in front of the Young Master, wiped the residue and oil stains on his body, and left without looking back.
A child's soft and indistinct scolding came from behind.
Ning Zhe paused, then turned to the maid and said, "Seal your mouth tightly."
The maid nodded stiffly.
The battle was tense, but the lord did not see anyone all day, so someone was naturally anxious.
In the evening, Ji Liang and Cang Lan hurried to Ningzhe Palace after dealing with several generals of the demon army who came to inquire.
As soon as the Young Master saw Cang Lan, he immediately "hesitated" twice excitedly.
Cang Lan was only thinking about seeing Ning Zhe, she didn't pay attention to him at all, she glanced at him and walked quickly, still wondering where Ning Zhe brought back such a beautiful villain, and she didn't give him any clothes.
The Young Master was so angry that his eyes were red, and his small body trembled.
Before leaving on the 67th, only ten episodes of cartoons were left for Ning Zhe, and the latter ones were all locked, and Ning Zhe couldn't open them.
Therefore, when the two entered the palace, Ning Zhe did not lie on the bed for the first time, but lay on the table and studied the love-locking spell on the remains.
Hearing Ji Li asking about the Young Master, Ning bowed his head and pointed to the door without raising his head.
outside the door?
There is no one outside the door except for a tied up kid, right?
Ji Liang and Cang Lan looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, their expressions changed drastically, and they immediately moved to the side of the young venerable master.
The young master thought they were coming back to save him.
Unexpectedly, Cang Lan strangled his neck with one hand, and said coldly: "You are not the Lord, who are you!?"
Young Master's eyes were as sinister as if he wanted to kill someone, but his mouth was sealed and he couldn't speak at all.
Ji Liang helped him untie the cloth.
He immediately turned cold, and shouted: "Canglan, you are presumptuous! Hurry up and put down this deity!"
Cang Lan let go of her hand, exchanged a glance with Ji Liang, and confirmed it.
Their worst fears still happened.
The Seventeenth Dark Guard has disappeared for some reason, and now it is the Young Master who controls the control of this body.
Ning Zhe knew what they were thinking, hung the remains around his neck again, and said unhurriedly: "He can't use his strength."
Ji Liang's eyes brightened slightly, and she turned to look at him, "What do you say?"
Ning Zhe walked in front of the young lord, pinched the child's soft face with both hands and tugged at it, and said casually while playing: "About Shi Qi had expected it a long time ago, what restrictions have been placed on his body, he has always been cautious. careful."
Ever since Dark Guard Seventeen became the lord, he had his own honorable name, and no one dared to call him the code name that represented humiliation.
Only Ning Zhe can call him Seventeen with a normal face.
Ji Liang knew that he had a special position in the heart of the lord, so he didn't care about the two of them, and only asked what he cared about, "Then do you know why the lord disappeared suddenly, and when can he return?"
Right now is the critical moment, seeing that Dai Yue is about to be taken down, but at this moment the Venerable Lord has disappeared.
Without the lord, the army is equivalent to having no backbone, riots are trivial matters, I am afraid that someone with a heart will take the opportunity to make trouble and eye this seat covetously.
Ning Zhe recalled the scene of last night. It seems that the seventeenth guard suddenly disappeared after he walked over, so maybe the seventeenth...was scared back by him?
But Ning Zhe would not admit it, he opened his big black eyes with an innocent face, "I don't know either."
The two couldn't ask anything, so they planned to leave first, and go back to find someone to discuss a way to survive these few days.
Ji Rong was worried that the young master would take revenge on Ning Zhe, so he wanted to take him away and put him under guard.
But Ning Zhe said that the Young Master is not even half a threat now, and his mind is not very clear, so they don't need to worry.
Ji Liang glanced at the little baby who stared at Ning Zhe with fiery eyes, but couldn't open his claws, thought it was the same, nodded and left with Cang Lan.
After the two left, the Young Master could no longer hold back his expression, and roared at Ning Zhe: "Bitch! Get out!"
Ning Zhe slapped his naked buttocks with a "slap", without holding back at all.
The soft flesh on the young master's buttocks dangled tremblingly, and a red mark was left on the white and tender skin almost immediately.
Ning Zhe lowered his head and stared at him expressionlessly, "Say it again?"
The young master panted heavily, and sneered, "Why, I haven't heard enough, so I'll say it again, bitch..."
Before he finished speaking, he took another slap on his left buttock.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious: "How dare you hit this deity!"
Ning Zhe slapped him again.
The young master's eyes were bloodshot, and his beautiful face was distorted with hatred, "Ning Zhe! I want to kill you, kill you!"
Ning Zhe stared at him for a moment, then untied the rope on his body without making a sound, turned over and pressed him firmly to the ground, and slapped his ass hard, one palm after another, without stopping.
The young master struggled and shouted, "Go away! You bastard! You bastard! How dare you insult me like this, I want you to die, I want you to die without a place to die!"
Every time he shouted, Ning Zhe struck harder.
It didn't take long for his buttocks to swell up high, and the red area was full of palm prints, which looked extremely miserable.
At first he could hold on, but later his voice became hoarse and he couldn't yell out a full voice, Ning Zhe still didn't stop.
If the fight continues, his life will be gone.
The young lord's body began to tremble slightly, his fingers frantically grabbed Ning Zhe's lapel, and a muffled sound of whimpering came out of his throat.
The grandma is so fierce, it's a bit pitiful.
Seeing that he finally stopped barking, Ning Zhe stopped.
The young venerable master cautiously raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head, sobbed hard uncontrollably, and his whole body froze.
Ning Zhe narrowed his eyes, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his head, "My lord, tell me again, what am I?"