It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. Once you look at it, you will immediately feel better.
But the waterfall is like a curtain. Slowly pulling it open to both sides, a piece of black hair was coiled up, and a beautiful woman in cool clothes staggered out.
Although her aura was scattered and her eyes were as red as a devil, her figure and appearance were all extremely beautiful. The water vapor soaked through her white underwear, making her look vaguely alluring.
That’s it, it’s better to wear nothing at all!
“No, I didn’t go to the back mountain, and I didn’t go to the south either. They’ve all hid here, and you still won’t let me go?”
Xing Li was so aggrieved that he was about to cry. The witch was no one else, but the sect master’s wife. She had been dodging the evil star twice in a row but could not avoid it.
The sect leader’s wife was unconscious, and her brain was probably burned out by evil thoughts. She followed the instinct of survival and came to Xing Li. The heart channel directs all the evil thoughts that are constantly growing in the body.
“Elder Su, it’s me, wake up quickly!”
Every time Xing Li wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon, he was reminded by Zi Wei Dousu to finish. He had no choice but to try to awaken the truth, kindness and beauty of the sect leader’s wife Su Ling: “Do you still remember, I am a disciple of the Ciyuan Sword Sect, and I have trimmed it for you before. There’s a potted plant!”
When the words fell, Su Ling was shocked, and Xing Li was also shocked.
Su Ling woke up slightly and saw that Xing Li was being guided by her demonic thoughts and was not possessed by the demon himself. She immediately felt like she had found a treasure.
A trace of unbearability flashed across her face, and a fragrant handkerchief covered Xing Li’s eyes. After some rustling, she slowly sat down and frowned: “Although this elder cannot remember which disciple you are, after today, If you are still alive, this elder will accept you as my direct disciple.”
Having said that, the cold look in her eyes showed that Xing Li would be killed by her even if he survived.
Xing Li was about to cry but didn’t have any tears. He didn’t dare to resist. He subconsciously grabbed the stones by the stream.
On this day, Xing Li did not ride on the car cover, but was repeatedly crushed by the car cover. Just like Zi Wei’s calculations, the sect leader’s wife had fought in many battles and did not understand what moderation meant. One person riding ten times more than all the senior sisters combined. Cruel and cruel.
“Why don’t you let me resist, I’m going to die?”
Xing Li felt that he had lost a little too much water, so he murmured to Zi Wei about the number of battles. After trying to raise the magic weapon again and being warned, he completely lay down on his back.
Just leave it like that, it’s not unacceptable.
Moreover, if there is something to be gained from dual cultivation, it should be regarded as cultivation.
Xing Li probab
