My Disciples Are All Villains

Listen to the anecdote to fool me! Don’t think that way, I’ll look at you differently!” Mo Ning said with a small head, panting with rage.

“Poor Daoist is telling the truth, there is absolutely no falsehood.” Li Yuanzhen solemnly vowed said.

“Yes.-The former men avoided me like a viper, even the closest person in the world always scolded me for resentment like a beetle.” Mo Ning looked at Li Yuanzhen suspiciously, but his heart was It’s a little joy.

“That’s their lack of vision! You see, this small hand, exquisite feet, insignificant body, it is simply the perfect works of God, God’s most perfect artwork! Little, you are simply to be able to quietly hide in the dice cup Here, it was born to be Poor Daoist’s best partner!” Li Yuanzhen looked at Mo Ning warmly and as if looking at it-Divine Weapon.

“What is a dice cup?” Mo Ning was confused.

“You will know later.

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Mo Ning thought for a moment, and suddenly said, “Bold, you were almost taken in by you! You, you scoundrel, why did you kill that man?”

“If you want to kill, kill Poor Daoist departed spirit under this sword, I’m afraid that there are already a few hundred.” Li Yuanzhen smiled carelessly.

“You!” Mo Ningdeng bit his silver teeth with rage: “Counting 100 dead souls? Not many, but how can your temperament be as cold as I used to? And now I understand that this is wrong, born in This Human World is the first place to be kind and harmonious, if one can let people off, then spare them! You are clearly a human race, and it is so gentle and virtuous when you smile, why is it so hardhearted?

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanzhen lost with a smile: “Poor Daoist still wants to say you, just rush you to the pair of magic horns, your Demon Race Bloodline must be good, so Bodhisattva Heart, clearly this strength , Dare to run in front of Poor Daoist for the death of a stranger?

“Born so evil and enchanted, but pure in heart? You are diametrically opposed to Poor Daoist, we are too destined!

“Who wants to be with you.” Mo Ning’s dissatisfied tenderly snorted and said.

“Then look good or not. From today on, you will be with me, to ensure that you are a little bit, and you will eat spicy and spicy, and will not be bullied.

“Impossible!” Mo Ning said firmly:

“You can’t threaten me because you can’t kill me at all.

Hearing this, Li Yuanzhen outlined a devilish smile on his lips, following the path of good deeds: “But you can watch, there are more innocent people dying in the hands of a vicious woman like Poor Daoist? Are you so worried about the country? Youmin, love is overflowing, so naturally you should follow Poor Daoist as you go, and supervise Poor Daoist at any time!’

“… Mo Ning looked at Li Yuanzhen in amazement. This person’s words were so obvious that she was hesitant.

“Then it was so decided!” Li Yuanzhen happily jumped like a 100-kilogram child. “Yeah, Poor Daoist doesn’t know your name yet. Poor Daoist calls Li Yuanzhen. Do you want to point you?” Mo Ning hesitated After a while, I said: “Mo Mo.,

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“Okay, don’t be too small.” Li Yuanzhen’s face—smiling brightly like the spring breeze in the world, put Mo Ning on his shoulders and proudly said, “–I must hurry and let Aqin have a good insight–Next, this is my play The complete body of Saintess Li Yuanzhen!”

Red Sign City is a famous hidden bamboo bath hall.

Qin Hou and the others Just stepped into the bath hall, a dignified woman wearing a shadow azure palace skirt greeted her, looking at Ao Banwei and Yan Qiaoyun with strange eyes, saying, “You are the first time? The baths do not accept female cultivators.’

Upon hearing this, Qin Hou unable to bear and Zhao Xinting looked at each other-eyes, it really was.

“We are not guests, but come to find people.” While speaking, Qin Hou’s eyes flashed a complex magic pattern.

The dignified woman just glanced at the magic pattern in Qin Hou’s eyes, and suddenly opened her mouth slightly, grasping Qin Hou’s hands intimately, and shocked joyfully said: Secretary, come with me soon.

Then, the dignified woman intimately led Qin Hou and the others into a quiet room where no other people disturbed him, and quickly rubbed it hard on her cheek a few times, instantly restoring her original appearance, bold and big Laughing–cup one fist in the other hand said: “I’m Nai Yanchun Chun, I have seen the same

Qin Hou’s double pupils–trembling, difficult to channel: “Are you a man?!”

Yan Zhuchun’s nodded should say: “Of course! Although it can countless changes, but I am born to be a man. Is it possible that the same race thought that we really let the female members of the race come to receive guests? haha, They wishful thinking! And there is really no way to be underneath. After all, the clan is down. At this moment of collapse, there must always be one or two men standing!’

“Little Zhao.” Qin Hou shouted suddenly.

“Master, the new pavilion is here.” Zhao Xinting responded immediately.

I saw that Qin Hou slammed = Yan Yanchun, said with great respect: “Did you see it? This is the real blooded man, pure lords, but princes!”

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