I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

Wang Ping looked suspicious of life, silently raised the neckline of the hooded cloak, and lowered the brim of the hat, covering half of his face, only showing his eyes and nose.

It was as if Jiang Qingyue was too embarrassing, Wang Ping, as his subordinate, felt ashamed to face others.

After Ying Long transformed into a human form and landed on the ground, he still looked at Jiang Qingyue with playful eyes, full of evil humor and the meaning of revenge.

Xia Yue almost dragged the coy Jiang Qingyue to the front of the crowd, and smiled brightly with great pride: "Dangdangdangdang--is he a perfect big guy in women's clothing?!"

I saw Jiang Qingyue wearing a Japanese maid short skirt, revealing a large body of light ski white, and her chest was bulging by unknown things, revealing a pink and white tube top with lace.

This skirt is simply too short, and the skirt only reaches a quarter of the way.Below it is a section of thigh that is slender and whiter than a woman's, forming an "absolute field" between the white knee socks.

Jiang Qingyue was wearing a pair of pink wedge shoes with a bow on them.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like an underage girl playing role-playing.Coupled with biting her moist lips, her pretty face is flushed, and she turns her head away ashamed to see people. I am afraid that it will inevitably attract the coveted eyes of some lolicons on the street.

There was a sudden deathly silence at the scene, only the rustling sound of the autumn wind blowing through the leaves.

"It's so cute." Qiu Shui murmured, his eyes straightened.

The three maids didn't even care about their cultivation, so they rushed up and started messing with Jiang Qingyue.Pinching his face, rubbing his hair, and cuddling, Wang Ping's forehead was full of black lines, and he wanted to cry without tears.

"Sixth son, can you have the dignity of a strong man?!" He said in grief.

Jiang Qingyue was at a loss, her delicate face was as red as the sunset.

Lin Fei stared at him like he was looking at a fool. Presumably, this guy didn't understand the dignity of a strong man.

Xia Yue said "earnestly and kindly": "Brother, let my sister take a few pictures of you? It doesn't matter if you don't know what taking a picture is, you just do what I said."

Jiang Qingyue had a very bad feeling in her heart, and immediately shook her head like a rattle.

Xia Yue shook his arm, and said coquettishly: "Just cooperate, okay? You see, sister treats you to so many delicious food, buys so many beautiful clothes, and takes you to play for so long, all the money is spent." It's over..."

Jiang Qingyue is obviously a typical soft-bodied but not hard-nosed person, so she immediately felt embarrassed and asked cautiously, "Is it difficult to make money now?"

Xia Yue nodded hurriedly: "My sister is almost out of food because of you!"

Lin Fei really wanted to complain that Xia Yue came from a family of ancient martial arts.Not to mention the monthly salary from the Qing family, even the pocket money is [-] to [-] a month, how can she say it so badly?

Jiang Qingyue finally reluctantly agreed.

Then Xia Yue showed a devilish smile and suddenly became excited.

"Yes, yes, brother, just sit down and straighten your legs!"

"Look at the camera... Uh, what is a camera? Just look at what I have in my hand."

"Oh yes, pull up the skirt a little bit, wow, it's great!"

"Come on, compare yourself to scissorhands like me, and have a better smile."

Jiang Qingyue became more and more panicked, and finally protested in a low voice, shyly holding down the little skirt: "That... sister, can you stop looking from below."

Ji Yaoguang could see the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, and felt that Xia Yue, who was lying on the ground taking pictures, looked like a female bt...

"Ah? Okay, okay." Xia Yue smiled and stood up.

Jiang Qingyue's scalp felt numb for a while, and she reminded: "Sister, take pictures as soon as you take pictures, why are you still drooling?"

Xia Yue wiped the corner of her mouth, and pretended to be puzzled, "Is there?"

Lin Fei couldn't stand it any longer, so he had to interrupt: "Enough."

Only then did Xia Yue settle down, and she didn't dare to mess around again.

"You just let her toss like this?" Lin Fei looked at Jiang Qingyue, and suddenly had the urge to kick him away.

Jiang Qingyue lowered her head and said cautiously: "I spent a lot of money on Miss Xia Yue. And...the dresses she bought are so beautiful."

Wang Ping took a deep breath, looking as if he was about to collapse.

Seeing Lin Fei fell into silence, Jiang Qingyue tentatively asked a little timidly: "Don't you think these skirts are beautiful?"

Facing everyone's sluggishness, he silently added: "Although it's a little embarrassing..."

Lin Fei nodded slightly, and said with emotion: "It's not easy, so you know how to be ashamed."

He thought of Zhong Tianya and Liu Yang, and fell into deep thought for a while.Why are there always such strange things among my disciples?

"Tianzun, do you want me to kill him?" Nuba looked at Jiang Qingyue solemnly, believing that he had caused Lin Fei a headache.

"Don't make trouble." Lin Fei waved his hand, looked at Jiang Qingyue and said, "Back off, I don't want to see you."

Seeing that Jiang Qingyue still wanted to fight for it, Lin Fei's voice became two points lower: "Back off."

Jiang Qingyue closed her mouth immediately, and left with a pitiful look like a child who had been kicked out of the house.

Wang Ping was relieved, he really couldn't help being so embarrassing outside, he just wanted to find a "hotel" that Xia Yue mentioned as soon as possible and stay there.

Well, I still have to give the sixth son a good ideological education class, otherwise this problem will get worse!

Xia Yue watched Jiang Qingyue leave, and did not forget to remind loudly: "Hey, don't forget the mobile phone I gave you, call anytime!"

Ji Yaoguang shook his head, and sighed sincerely: "If all the people in Tianmo Palace are like him, I think this Taoism is over."

Wu Moling nodded approvingly.

......

The United States, the backup base of Shadow Reaper.

The strange thing is that there are several Dongying people here.

A samurai with two swords at his waist, a masked ninja in black, and an onmyoji in a white robe, a high hat, and a paper fan.

Davidian took the interpreters and received them personally.

"Your Excellency David, I heard that you, the shadow god of death, have mastered the power to connect with hell?" Onmyoji Abe Xincun's face was covered with a layer of white foundation, which looked a little scary.

Davidian replied after listening to the translator repeat in English: "That's right. Hell will come soon. This is the answer given by the demon over there!"

The translator immediately repeated it in Japanese.

The faces of the Dongying people suddenly changed, and they secretly thought in their hearts that it was the right time to surrender in advance!

"Onmyoji Abe's lineage!"

"Chaoxiang Palace Sword Master Lineage!"

"Shimada Ninja Lineage!"

They performed Dongying's "Tuxiazuo" ceremony, bowed their heads deeply, and said in unison: "I wish to surrender to Your Excellency and serve the Shadow Death God!"