With a bang, Emperor Li Jue landed steadily on the ground, with the silver needles on his feet...
"Okay, very good, the skill is still so good, catch it!"
The doctor Hua in the pavilion suddenly threw a guy over and stroked Mi Xiaomi’s ears...
Mi Xiaomi was taken aback, but he still didn't react. That guy was already in the hands of Emperor Li Jue. He was an iron grasper...
Emperor Li Jue shook the iron grasping hand in his hand and smiled coldly. ,
"Ghost, do you want me to make a rope out of the air?"
With only an iron grip, no rope, how would he get to the pavilion
Doctor Hua stroked the white beard on his chin leisurely.
"Emperor Young Master, you gave me three bullets, causing the old man to lose a bottle of top wounding medicine. The old man is just giving you one less rope now. What's the big deal?"
"Disciple? Three bullets?"
Emperor Li Jue twisted his eyebrows, suddenly understood, his eyes drenched, "Is Li Zewei your apprentice?"
"Exactly..."
"Unexpectedly, your ghost and thief will also accept disciples, and you even accept such an unbearable disciple..."
Doctor Hua didn't get angry but laughed, "Although he has a mediocre character and a mediocre understanding, he is kind to the old man, the emperor, I think you should come back today..."
"Slow! There is nothing I can't do!"
"Okay, very good, the old man appreciates your boldness. It is the same as your father back then. The old man made an exception today and gave you five minutes. If after five minutes, you can’t get close to the old man, please Take this girl back..."
"A word is settled!"
Emperor Li Jue coldly put the iron grabbing hand on Mi Xiaomi's body and put her on the ground, "You are waiting for me here..."
"Hey, what the hell are you guys doing?"
Mi Xiaomi held the heavy iron grasping hand, the injury on the left shoulder was torn and frowned slightly.
Emperor Li Jue had already turned around, strode through the inner hall and walked out...
Three minutes later, a long rope connected by countless shirts appeared in his hand...
"Bring it..." He faintly stretched out his hand towards Mi Xiaomi.
Mi Xiaomi was stunned for a moment, then reacted, handed the iron grasping hand to his hand, sniffed and sucked in the air-conditioning...
Emperor Li Jue glanced at the wound on her shoulder, frowned slightly...
Tie one end of the iron gripper to the clothes and shake it to make sure it’s firm...
"Come here..." He hooked his finger at her.
Mi Xiaomi was startled, and intuitively wanted to refuse, but when he saw his sharp and gloomy eyes, he suddenly wilted...
Climbing over...
He hugged him face to face, and without waiting for her to struggle, the rope that had been made of clothes tightly tied the two together...
Her face is just close to his face like that, and each other's breaths are so close...
His face flushed, "You, what tricks do you want to play?"
"..." He glanced at her and threw out his iron grip without a word.
With a bang, the iron grasping hand heavily grabbed a pillar of the pavilion...
"hold me!"
"No!" She turned her face stubbornly, trying to stagger his breath...
Suddenly, he felt his feet rise into the air, and saw him kicking hard, holding her, and moving forward in the air...
Wow! Mi Xiaomi grew her mouth in shock, feeling curious, like a couple flying in the air in a martial arts movie...
Pooh, they are not lovers, she is just a pet tied up by him...