Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Fu Yue patted the dust on the hem of her clothes, and said slowly: "I did use up my martial arts before, now it's all right."

Yu Yan exploded: "How is it possible???"

Can the pubic field be completely used and restored? When she is a fool?

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows: "Don't believe it?"

Yu Yan: "Of course!"

Fu Yue smiled faintly and raised her hand, and patted a palm on a stone table in front of the tree. She moved her hand away lightly, and there was a clearly visible palm print on it, sunken.

Yu Yan: "!!!"

"Boss, please bring it!"

Fu Yue ugly refused: "You are too food."

Metaphor: "...嘤~"

"How did you recover this?" Yu Yan asked Fu Yue, puzzled by the puzzle.

Fu Yue started the mode of concocting: "I saved an old man on the side of the road yesterday. He cured my pubic area and passed on all his life skills to me."

Yu Yan: "...Bah."

She winced and didn't ask why.

Gu Youning's martial arts recovered. This is nothing more than happy. Why should she break the casserole and ask the end.

There is another golden thigh to hold.

The peak of life is just around the corner!

The beautiful girl in white laughed a little bit mean, she swaggered around Fu Yue's arm, "Where are we going to play now?"

Fu Yue patted her hand away, adjusted her neckline, gave Yu Yan a stare, and said with a serious face, "What are you playing! Go and do business."

Yu Yan: "...?"

Fu Yue pulled her red lips, a sullen smile appeared on her white sharpened face, "Go and grab back what belongs to me."

Yu Yan's eyes lit up: "Do you want me to help?"

Fu Yue glanced at her: "Caijie! Just call my sister and call 666 by the side."

Yu Yan was stunned, just about to refute, and then found that something was wrong...

"You wear it too?"

A strange cry of a girl broke through the sky.

"To shut up!"

"Oh."

Ji Qing stayed in the inn for an afternoon drink.

Pot after pot, the spicy liquor ran across his throat until he was drunk and unconscious.

The hip flask in the hands of the swordsman in red fell to the ground. He was sitting at the table, and then fell down and lay on the table, looking pitifully from his back.

The red swordsman smiled.

Is he Ji Qinglin?

No, he is sad.

He is the poor creature who was abandoned by his parents and was bullied and grown up because of these golden pupils.

The former leader of the Demon Cult left him, but he was just fancying his good aptitude, and wanted to exchange blood between him and his trash son, instead of what Qi Chen thought he had finally met a good person.

Before the age of ten, Qi Chen had been treated as a medicine man. He was refined so that he could not invade the poison. He suffered endless pain day and night. The veins were interrupted and reshaped. Day after day, the pain was so painful. .

The old leader of the Demon Cult didn't expect that the medicine man he raised would actually bite him back.

Qi Shen has always been smart. He has been learning martial arts secretly. He was forced to look like a man and a ghost just because of his kindness at the beginning and tolerant step by step.

No matter how long the night is, the day will eventually come.

Qi Shen is the throne on the bones of the old leader.

When kindness passed away, he was a demon wandering in the world.

Depression day after day.

How kind of Qi Chen's temperament became.

He is selfish, indifferent, and vicious.

The red man's beautiful peachy eyes were hazy, and grievance flashed in it.

No one has ever taught me how to love someone...

I'm actually very stupid. I can't learn to be strong at all. I'm not really indifferent. I'm not chic and don't want anything.

I have never been a person who loves himself more as no one loves himself.

I obviously don't even love myself.

If you don't want me, I don't want myself.

I lost everything, nothing left.

So... don't lose me, okay?

The red swordsman's slender fingers slowly lifted, and he went to grab the wine on the table again, but he couldn't hold it firmly, the wine jug fell to the ground and shattered.

Qi Shen smiled.

Sorry.

Sorry……