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After nightfall.

He Ling came to visit Xiao Qilin.

She brought a handful of spiritual grass and put it to Little Qilin's mouth.

Little Qilin turned his head away and made a whirring sound in his abdomen.

He Ling moved to the right and continued to feed it.

"Ugh..." Little Qilin suddenly lowered his head and spit out a large mouthful of grass juice.

He Ling: "!!!"

"What are you doing!" She stood up quickly and took two big steps back.

Little Qilin rolled his eyes guiltily and called out softly: "Yin~Yin~"

Too full.I felt nauseated and vomited.

"Hiccup~" Little Qilin burped again.

Before He Ling came, more than a dozen groups of Nanhua Sect disciples had come to feed it.

He Ling took out a cleaning charm and disposed of his clothes, kicked the hem of his skirt in disgust, threw the grass on the ground, and said, "If you choose me in seven days, I won't care about you today."

"But-"

She snorted and threatened: "If you are ungrateful, the accounts between us will be recalculated."

Little Qilin tilted his head.

What grace, what righteousness?

Everyone gave it food, and many people were kind to it.

After He Ling left, another disciple came with a bucket.

The voice said flatteringly: "Little beast, let me wash your body~"

The little Qilin stood up, the chains on his body rattling, he came closer to the bucket, lowered his head and drank half of the bucket of water.

The disciple suddenly realized: "Yes, everyone brought food to the little Qilin, but did not give it water. The little Qilin must be thirsty..."

"Pfft——"

Suddenly, a jet of water sprayed on his face.

Little Qilin licked his mouth.

Well, I feel much better after rinsing my mouth.

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