The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

Under Ya's command, naturally he dare not complain.

The people under Ling Chengze could only suffer from being dumb.

"This fellow Wu Ya is so despicable and shameless!" Ling Chengze yelled obscenities for half an hour before calming down a little.

After scolding the other party's ancestral graves all over, he turned gentle and successively: "Fortunately, you are fine. Don't worry, I will help you avenge this arrow."

"Actually, you should expect that I'm fine." He raised his mouth casually one after another, "Didn't you all draw spells on me?"

He still has the protective charms of Master, Daoist Huantian, Ling Chengze and Yaowang on his body.

Even Wu Ya can't do anything to him.

Ling Chengze's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, showing a bit of worry and embarrassment: "That spell can protect you from swords and Taoism..."

He covered his mouth with his hands, and deliberately coughed a few times: "That... can't be prevented."

Chaoyunmuyu, this is a pleasure in the world.

He also thought about how he would be able to cast a spell of not being able to enjoy himself if he could be in love with him day and night.

He said "Oh" expressionlessly one after another.

It seems that Wu Ya just resented him and used this matter to scare him, never intending to use this matter to bully him.

But just to scare him, what are you doing with the fragrance of flowers in the room?

Play a full set?

Isn't it uncomfortable that he has endured it for so long?

The brains of crazy critics are sick and unreasonable.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

The big boss is in place (no.)

One after another: Everyone loves my master, and Demon Lord Wuya is no exception.

Boundless: ...