Chapter 320
"Look at it."

"dont see!"

"If you don't read it, I won't tell you about the Lord."

"You don't count your words."

"If you are not obedient, I will not tell you."

"You..." Remnant Soul was speechless.

In the end, he took a deep breath, looked towards his body, his brows were furrowed tightly, as if a cold air was coming out of his face.

When he looked down, he saw the cool woman's clothes wrapped around his body.

Damn pink, he hated it the most right now, it was the color all over him, the sissy color.

The long pink dress was not actually worn on him. He was tied to a pillar, and if he wanted to wear it, he had to be untied.

The bandit on the opposite side wouldn't be so stupid as to let him go, he would think of a way, although the clothes couldn't be worn directly on his body, but it could create an effect like wearing them on him.

The skirt below was stuck (qia) on the rope around his waist, and the trousers I was wearing were directly cut off by the opposite person with scissors, and the rest of the trousers reached the root of the thigh Here it is.

However, all the clothes on him were stripped off, and the bastard on the opposite side also stuck the clothes worn by the woman on the rope that tied him, creating a visual effect of wearing them on him.

Forget it, he deliberately cut the bottom half of his clothes short, exposing his belly button.

It turned into a dress that looked like a woman's bellyband. It was really ugly. When the wind blew, the belly was chilly.

The remnant soul complained countless times in his heart about this woman's attire, sissy, ragged clothes, bad shape, like a stinky dog-shit that can't be seen.

Well, just now, his remnant soul reluctantly held back, but the skirt was cut into a shape like a fish tail (probably the big V-neck in the 21st century). What's going on?

With that low look, it looks like she's about to reveal her breasts, okay?

He has no breasts and no ditch, why cut the collar so low?What can I reveal?
The remnant soul was really about to die of anger, so he said that he would rather have his arms and legs chopped off than receive such perverted treatment.

The remnant soul continued to look at his clothes carefully, and found that the ones he saw just now were nothing, really, those just now were nothing.

Looking at it carefully, the remnant soul was about to vomit blood with anger, and the whole person was going crazy with anger.

What the hell is this, a sexy-interest-seductive-seductive dress?
Coupled with the fact that the remnant soul is tied up like this now, it looks like a woman is tied to a pillar, and the clothes on her body are still cool and revealing.

That kind of picture is even more self-evident, when the wind blows, there are some things that shouldn't be seen, trembling in the wind, with a touch of charm and weirdness.

However, Remnant Soul couldn't feel this at all, he just felt a wave of anger rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his whole lungs were about to explode.

Remnant Soul clenched his fists, the veins on his hands were exposed, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

Damn bastard, to treat him like this, Remnant Soul really wants to chop him into pieces, even chopping them into dumplings is not enough for him to vent his anger.

(End of this chapter)

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