Which side does this inconsistent weapon spirit stand on
Yun Qingyan immediately turned around and glared at the black-haired dumpling beside him, grinned, revealing two sharp tiger teeth, and said unkindly, "Xiao Xuan, do you still remember who swore to me before that he would never Are you falling into the same illusion as me?"
If the illusion hadn't been able to suppress the intruder's cultivation, the situation between her and Jiang Wuya might have been reversed.
Yun Qingyan grinned, "How about I shave all the hair on your body tonight
You see it’s quite hot here, so shaving is just the thing! How comfortable! "
Xiao Xuan suddenly fell silent, as quiet as a chicken.
Yun Qingyan shook off his sore hand and looked at Jiang Wuya, feeling that he was at a loss.
Beating him up in the desert sun was exhausting, tiring, and thirsty. I really made myself uncomfortable, so I might as well kill him with one blow.
If she hadn't been so depressed after enduring the humiliation and having to be walked like a dog all the way by Jiang Wuya, she wouldn't have wanted to beat him to vent her frustration.
Taking a deep breath to calm down her pounding heart after the intense exercise, Yun Qingyan stared at Jiang Wuya and began to think seriously about the one hundred and eight ways to kill Jiang Wuya.
Eyes facing each other.
On one side, it was crystal black, like stars, but with murderous intent.
On the other side, the demonic purple color is like a deep purple gemstone, with equally strange waves.
Even though he felt the killing intent coming from Yun Qingyan, the expression on Jiang Wuya's face did not change at all, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.
Under the hot sun, Yun Qingyan's hair on her temples was already wet with sweat, and the glistening sweat followed the contours of her face and dripped down from her delicate chin.
With a "tick" sound, beads of sweat splashed on the corners of Jiang Wuya's mouth that was bruised and swollen by Yun Qingyan.
He sticks out his pink tongue, lick his lips in a glamorous lick, lick the sweat, and sprout a bright smile on his face, which has been pummeled but is calm.
That smile was like a black mandala flower blooming slowly in the abyss of hell, charming and dangerous.
A low-pitched, lazy voice sounded out from between Jiang Wuya's lips and teeth.
"Hit me, little kitty~ Why don't you beat me?"
Yun Qingyan's whole body trembled with chills!
Damn this pervert!
"You made me very excited~" He licked the injured corner of his mouth with his tongue. The smell of rust with a faint smell of blood was like the best hallucinogen, which made Jiang Wuya's purple eyes shine with excitement. The entire bruised and embarrassed face was even more charming and seductive, with a strange aura after being ravaged.
He stretched out his fair neck and looked at Yun Qingyan with his charming purple-eyed phoenix eyes, half-smiling but not smiling. His voice was even more ambiguous and seductive, "You can hit me any way you want, little kitten~"
He just told the story of a one-sided ravage and beating in a low and hoarse tone.
"Wipe!" What a pervert! Shake M! Not a sadist!
A series of words flashed across the screen in Yun Qingyan's mind!
Thousands of words condensed into one sentence - Damn it!
The only thing more difficult to deal with than someone who is not afraid of death is a pervert!
Yun Qingyan's face turned dark for a moment, and Xiao Xuan angrily jumped off Yun Qingyan's shoulders and sat down on Jiang Wuya's face, with a small tail on Jiang Wuya's face like a whip. There was a loud banging sound.
"Shameless! How dare you tease my master!
Is my master someone you can tease
Kill you! Kill you! "
(End of chapter)