Jun Huantian squinted his eyes slightly, and a wicked sneer appeared at the corners of his lips, "Since people do everything they can, why do they pretend to be this way?"
"I said that everyone is as good as possible, and I didn't say that everyone is as good as possible. Do you want me to go to you again? Yes. Be careful. I will take your cultivation of a realm and let you go to the teacher's door and sweep the steps!" Mo Ye If you lose, you don’t lose because you think it’s a threat.
"Do you know, how many cultivation bases did you take?" The cold voice sounded again.
"How much love is there! It is nothing more than the four levels of refining qi, you can take them back if you want, and give them all to you, there is no more!"
"Do you think I'm rare in the four classes of qi refining?!"
Mo Ye glared, "It's just right, I'm not rare, so quickly take it away! What I dare not take away is the ugly species. Since then, impotence and premature ejaculation will not be raised for thousands of years!!"
Jun Huantian was so angry that his face was blackened, his fingers stuck Mo Ye's neck in an instant, "I really thought I wouldn't dare to kill you if I couldn't tell the truth?!"
"The head is about two inches above your finger. Please take it away at will. You are not welcome to come again next time."
The truth in this world is so simple, the soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of death, and even more afraid of this kind of additional rogue attributes.
Jun Huantian's rage couldn't find an outlet, even if his chest was about to explode, he still couldn't vent.
The Heavenly Sword on the side was also affected by his emotions, and he repeatedly made high-pitched noises, chop her, chop her, want to slice and slice, want to chop and chop.
If it weren't for the power of rules to hang above his head, he really wanted to crush her!
"You dare to swear that you didn't make a furnace for others?"
"My old mother belongs to Paixiu, she can only get in and can't get out. Would you like to try?"
"Try it?" Jun Huantian laughed suddenly, and the evil charm's cold face set off a heavy mockery, "After all, this is your purpose? Full of nonsense, a lot of clever words, the fangs that ordinary women don't have. Sharp-toothed, unruly provocative... I have to admit, it is a bit interesting. You know men well, and how many furnaces have you captured with this method?"
Of course, Jun Huantian mentioned the furnace ding several times, which also made Mo Ye a little guessing.
Isn’t it a lot to upgrade to the sixth level of Qi Refining? Could it be... She should improve more? Such as breaking through the concentration period
But given the knowledge of her wonderful physique, she can only regret it. Fortunately, it is not her who lost her cultivation base, and her regret is so painless and itchy.
And Jun Huantian said it to this point. If she didn't cooperate, wouldn't she let him down
Thinking about it, Mo Ye smiled suddenly, Wu Qing’s mark of betrayal was extremely dazzling, but that smile was infinitely flattering, revealing all kinds of amorous feelings, if his hands were boneless, he gently touched his chest, and his voice was greasy. Said: "Why speak so thoroughly? This kind of thing is beneficial to both sides. I got the cultivation base... Don't tell me that you are not happy. On the day of thinking about you, your reaction was also very enthusiastic."
Suddenly, the Fentian Sword made a high-pitched sound, and flew directly into Jun Huantian's hands in the air, please cut her quickly, or poke a hole.
Jun Huantian gripped the Heavenly Division Sword with his backhand and pierced Moye's shoulder straight.
Mo Ye turned around abruptly, snorted, and the Heavenly Sword almost sank into the stone bed, and there was a burst of crackling sound, and a hole was stabbed in the stone bed.
"Such a dirty woman is not qualified to touch me."
Mo Ye looked sideways at his fingertips that were still infected with body temperature, and smiled ambiguously: "Why, I kissed, touched and touched, so shy?"
"I warn you, even if you talk nonsense, you have to pay for your words." Jun Huantian warned with a gloomy voice.
"Yeah, look at what it says." Mo Ye instantly turned into a woman with infinite coquettish coquettish dust, flashing his eyes and said: "As the saying goes, you will admit that you are interested in me for one day, and you are really willing to kill me. Nothing?"
While speaking, Mo Ye's hand was like a snake again, and he quickly slipped into Jun Huantian's neckline, stroking his tight skin, and twisted it in a hurry.
Jun Huantian stood up suddenly, his chest was violently ups and downs, and a sense of dizziness gradually hit, a faint smell of blood rushed to his throat, and was pressed down by him forcefully.