"Sister, don’t blame us for bullying you. Although we are your peers, you are much younger than us. It’s a pity that you are such a genius." The young woman said that she should take the lead in bullying.
"Don’t be so wordy, you pretend to be a good man." Han Wen said coldly, and at the same time, the ribbon in his hand was thrown like a white snake straight to the young woman.
Beside the young woman, the middle-aged scribes also moved their hands, and a brush appeared in the brush. A few obscure words were written in the brush, but several spells turned away toward Han Wen by appearing.
Haikui, look at the pen in the middle-aged scribe’s hand. I’m afraid it’s extraordinary
Han Wenxuan is one enemy and two don’t fall in the wind, but Haikui can see that she is still evenly matched with these two people now, but the two people next to her will be run if they join again.
Sure enough, the old man suddenly moved his hands red and jumped behind Han Wenxuan and took a palm forward.
Haikui cursed the old man’s meanness in his heart. As soon as he was about to move, he immediately refrained from judging what the other party wanted from Han Wenxuan’s body, so he would certainly not kill Han Wenxuan easily. Wouldn’t it be better to wait until they were on their guard for a while and then fight again?
The strong man saw that the old man jumped behind Han Wenxuan and his hands were red, so he immediately flashed away into the distance, which puzzled Haikui. Isn’t he going to help?
The old man slapped his hand lightly, but Han Wenxuan didn’t dare to underestimate her. She didn’t do much observation. The backhand was also a slap in the back. A group of red mist suddenly and violently enveloped the four people present
Chapter 237 The world of mortals
"Hey," the old man came out with a smile on his face and quickly pulled away from Han Wenxuan for about ten feet.
Middle-aged teachers of the law and young women are also vacillating about ten feet away.
"Brother, I’ll leave it to you here and we’ll go first." The young woman said to the old man and then turned to look at the middle-aged scribes affectionately.
Haikui suddenly found that the middle-aged scribes and young women with fair skin were both red-skinned and slightly blurred in their eyes, which made Haikui feel like two puppies in love.
They held hands and flew to the distant place. Haikui took one look at it specially, and they hugged each other in the middle of the night and disappeared without seeing the first update.
"Hey, hey, let me wait a few minutes, and the efficacy will be fully exerted. You will hand over the magic of voyeurism later," said the old man, squinting at Han Wenxuan.
"What did you do to me?" Han Wenxuan felt that her body was suddenly hot and dry, and she felt a slight tingling sensation. She felt bad as if she had been poisoned
The old man’s eyes burst into hot light, and he looked up at Han Wenxuan’s body carefully, and he kept making obscene "gee" in his mouth.
Han Wenxuan felt that the old man’s eyes seemed to strip himself naked, and every time he tutted, she felt more numb and itchy.
It’s not a fool for Haikui to watch him. Please go to the more and faster chapters. You can feel the old man’s lewd thoughts. His mother is so old. Why don’t you go home and bring your grandchildren here to flirt with beautiful women? It’s not surprising that so many young bachelors are blamed on you slutty old guys.
However, Haikui soon discovered that Han Wenxuan was abnormal. Seeing that her body was shaking constantly, her legs were tightly clamped, her lips were clenched and her cheeks were flushed. All this made Haikui guess that this girl wouldn’t be an aphrodisiac.
Reminiscent of just suddenly and violently that red mist Haikui felt close. I’m afraid the old man released an aphrodisiac to Han Wenxuan.
"I see how long you can hold on, and you will beg for mercy in my crotch." The old man smiled triumphantly and circled around Han Wen.
"You’re a despicable person who left the palace." Han Wenxuan also knew what was going on at this moment. I’m afraid he was poisoned by some kind of poison. "What poison are you?"
This poison is innocuous and makes people feel hot all over. Han Wenxuan dare not think about the aphrodisiac. I hope it is not an aphrodisiac.
"Hey, hey, what’s despicable? A black cat and a white cat catching a mouse is a good cat. You’ve won the worst poison in our palace." The old man was happy and full of flowers.
"World of mortals" Han Wenxuan was surprised in a cold sweat, but was immediately dispelled by numbness and itching. Now she is hot and wants to strip her clothes to relieve this hot feeling.
"As a branch of Wanmo Palace, your Leng Yue Sect is the most powerful one, but our day’s departure from the palace mouth is the aphrodisiac world of mortals. Don’t you even forget this?" The thin old man rubbed his long hand and kept laughing.
He’s waiting. Wait a little longer. This chick will be destroyed by an aphrodisiac, so he can have a good time.
Indeed as expected, the dialogue between the two confirmed Haikui’s guess that Haikui took a bite in his heart. This old man really wanted to eat swan meat. Today, grandpa Hai touched you. It’s your old man’s bad life.
I can’t blame the strong man and the lewd middle-aged men and women for leaving. It turned out that I was afraid of disturbing the old man. Haikui suddenly felt that mantis fluttered cicada and yellowbird was behind.
He can’t rush over now because he can feel that the old man is still alert. He is still alert and has not lost his mind. Han Wenxuan is afraid that she will suddenly attack.
Sure enough, Han Wenxuan was more angry when he learned that it was an aphrodisiac than when he was determined to shake the ribbon in his hand and attack the old man. At the same time, he took out a gold hairpin and tied it at Baihui point on his head. Immediately, a ray of red smoke came out of Baihui point, and Han Wenxuan’s whole body vibrated to appear a lot of spirit.
Is this girl crazy? Haikui muttered in his heart that he didn’t expect Han Wenxuan to be so cruel to himself, but then he put himself in the other’s shoes. If he was a first-time update, I’m afraid he would try his best to meet such a thing.
Day away from the palace, the old man hey smiled and there was no magic weapon in his hand to resist Han Wenxuan ribbon with his hands.
They fought to the height. When Haikui saw the opportunity, he swooped into the ground and quickly moved towards their position.
When I came to the old man’s side of the palace, I rushed out
The old man who left the palace was surprised and patted his feet with one hand and asked Han Xuan with the other.
When Haikui drilled out, he pointed out that the old man’s palm felt that his body was really yuan, and he paused for a moment. Han Wenxuan’s ribbon was drawn on him, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in the process. More and faster chapters, please go to his body and get thinner. If he is injured again at this time, he will really cough like a centenarian who is seriously ill.
Han Wenxuan took a grateful look at Han Kui and was about to move. A soft body almost fell down, and he hurriedly got lucky and stabilized himself.
Haikui’s figure came to the old man’s side in a flash, and the old man’s bones were shattered with a slap and a bang.
Because the sneak attack just succeeded in sealing the old man’s body, it was easy to get rid of him
"You, who are you?" Asked the old man who left the palace in horror and looked at Haikui. He never expected that a small one would suddenly leap out, and this minor repair was not weak. The most important thing was to sneak up on him and get his hand.
"It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that today is your death day." Haikui said, reaching out and grabbing at his top door, forcibly searching for the soul.
Seeing the old man’s memory, Haikui frowned slightly. The old man’s life was erosive enough. Most of the memories were with women. Haikui wondered at the moment whether this ya was shooting A-level movies. This can be played as a movie after his fucking memory.
The old man snorted a soul and flew out of the crystal light and disappeared.
