"Senior brother, please be merciful. Junior sister, my physical condition is not very good." Jiao Jiao's soft voice sounded.

Seeing that Jiang Hao was really confused, she showed a little disdain in the corners of her eyes.

Sure enough, men are all the same, and this one is even worse. How many years has it been since you last touched a woman?

Really useless.

Any man who can be easily charmed by you is trash.

Then she stepped out, unsheathing the spiritual sword in her hand.

The cold sword intent surged over.

One blow is enough to make the opponent lose combat effectiveness.

Such a man is not worthy of dying under her pomegranate skirt.

Cut through with one sword.

Clang!

Bang!

Half of the sword fell to the ground.

A pitch-black knife fell in front of Sister Meishu and was pressed against her throat.

As long as you take one more step forward, you can penetrate.

Looking at this scene, Senior Sister Meishu felt cold.

It seemed as if he would die at any time.

Only then did he put the knife back.

"Senior sister, please accept." Jiang Hao said politely.

Sister Meishu, who was still in palpitations, lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.

Then he turned and left.

She felt as if she had just returned from hell.

The previous contempt was gone, only strong fear remained.

Jiang Hao also breathed a sigh of relief, this senior sister was easy to talk to.

Although I like to use charm, this is the method used by many fairies.

Using one's own advantages to attack is nothing.

In the second game at noon, Jiang Hao had just stood on the ring when he heard a boom in the distance and a man flew out.

Then a petite figure flew out with a rabbit.

Jiang Hao looked quite emotional.

Why is Xiaoli working so hard?

She seems to lack nothing.

"Junior Brother Jiang, long time no see." A sudden voice came over.

Jiang Hao turned around and saw a drunken man with a wine bottle.

Brother Jiuwu.

When I first went to Master's place, I met him several times.

True disciple.
Chapter completed!