He's not licking a dog, he ran away as soon as he heard the news.
He hasn't finished soaking in the hot spring yet.
Turn over.
Salted fish lie down.
"No, I'm already here."
At this moment, an indifferent voice came.
Master Xiaomeng stepped on high-heeled shoes, and his two long legs that were particularly eye-catching moved gently, seemingly slow, but he took a ten-meter step, and in a blink of an eye, he came behind Zhao Wu.
"Uninvited is a villain!"
Zhao Wu's expression remained the same, he lay calmly in the hot spring, and said indifferently: "Not to mention that the master came while this king was bathing, is he not afraid of tarnishing the reputation of this king and master?"
"Everyone knows that there are differences between men and women. These are just ignorant and vulgar constraints. As for reputation, it is even more ridiculous."
Master Xiaomeng's cool and pleasant voice was disdainful:
"There is a kind of Juncao, which is born at sunrise, dies at sunset, and spends its whole life, not knowing dawn and night;"
"Cicada is born in spring and dies in summer, and I don't know that there will be autumn and winter in my life;"
"It is said that there is a kind of sacred tree called Dachun, which regards 8000 years as a spring and 8000 years as an autumn, but it is only a moment of time between heaven and earth."
"Life is like a white horse passing through a gap, summer insects can't speak ice, worldly reputation, what does it have to do with me?"
"There is no me in the world, I am everywhere."
"Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders."
Master Xiaomeng held Qiu Li in his hand, standing indifferently, like a celestial fairy, looking at Zhao Wu quietly with eyes as deep as a clear spring:
"I didn't expect that King Wu, as a descendant of the god of martial arts, would not be able to escape these worldly views."
There was a hint of pride in her words, as if she had seen through everything.
"Master Xiaomeng, what you mean is that you see through?"
Zhao Wu raised his eyes slightly, looking at Xiao Meng, who was tall and arrogant next to him, his eyes were playful.
"The way of heaven, there is no desire and no desire, reputation and prejudice, but vain, flesh and skin, but pink and pink skeletons!"
Xiaomeng's voice was calm and cold as always, but anyone could feel the arrogance in her words.
The corners of Zhao Wu's mouth raised slightly, "Do you know what this king likes most?"
"What?" Xiaomeng asked.
"It's the pink skull in the mouth of the master."
Zhao Wu smiled playfully.
next moment.
Xiaomeng felt oppressed by an invisible force of terror.
puff.
She didn't have time to resist, or was unable to resist, the whole person was pushed into the hot spring and fell in front of Zhao Wu.
Zhao Wu stretched out his big hand and embraced Xiaomeng's slender waist.
Smooth and delicate.
Slim and soft.
He lowered his head and looked at Xiaomeng, who was soaking wet.
this moment.
Zhao Wu understands what is...
Beauty out of the bath.
Excellent fragrance.
Presumably Luoshen is still alive, but that's all.
Xiaomeng's delicate body trembled, the murder weapon shook, her pretty face covered in water droplets froze, her murderous intent suddenly appeared, and a vast infuriating qi condensed.
"boom!"
The hot spring exploded, and the water splashed everywhere, and I saw a stream of spring water rushing towards Zhao Wu like a dragon.
……
[55.Chapter 15 Nine Continents Return to One, The World Shocks (Second Update)]
boom!
Splashes of water splashed everywhere, and a powerful breath surged out from Xiaomeng's body like a volcanic eruption, and water dragons rushed towards Zhao Wu.
The water dragon contains Xiaomeng's true energy, and even the great masters and warriors dare not resist.
In Xiaomeng's view, even if Zhao Wu beheaded Gao Jianli, he would have to retreat in the face of her blow.
however.
next moment.
Xiaomeng was directly stupid.
Zhao Wu did not resist in the slightest.
But the water dragon that was comparable to the great master's full blow fell on Zhao Wu, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, as if a basin of water was poured on him, and it had no effect at all.
How did she know that Zhao Wu's body of the Dragon God, let alone her grandmaster-level attack, even if the sword qi of the land sword fairy fell, it would not hurt the slightest.
"Is he so strong?"
Xiaomeng was horrified.
She knew that Zhao Wu killed Gao Jianli, and he was a descendant of the Martial God. He was definitely not weak, at least he had a great master cultivation.
This is also the reason why she did not hesitate to shoot, not afraid of killing Zhao Wu.
But she never thought that Zhao Wu was so strong.
With her body alone, she easily blocked her attack.
How strong this body should be.
She Jianshui looked at Zhao Wu coldly, looking at the well-defined, flawless chest muscles and eight-pack abs, the heart lake, which was originally pure and heartless, couldn't help but sway a little ripple.
Sudden.
The big hand that held her slender waist tightened, and Xiao Meng's graceful and proud body fell into Zhao Wu's arms.
The two were close together.
You can even feel each other's heartbeats.
Xiaomeng's heart beat violently without restraint.
The two looked at each other, Zhao Wu looked down at Xiaomeng's close, cold and arrogant perfect pretty face, smiled slightly,
"It seems that Master Xiaomeng, you haven't seen it yet!"
"Let go!"
Xiaomeng's arrogant and arrogant face couldn't hold back, she drank coldly, and did not answer Zhao Wu's words.
"Woman, it really is duplicitous."
Zhao Wu shook his head, let go of Xiaomeng, and sighed:
"I said no, but my body was honest."
"Seeing you today, King Wu is really extraordinary."
While speaking, Xiaomeng jumped up from the hot spring, her infuriating qi was running, and her long skirt that had been soaked wet instantly dried.
She regained her arrogant and arrogant look when she came.
"Today's advice, Xiaomeng will keep it in mind, and I will ask for advice again in the future."
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Meng's tall and plump figure was gone, and disappeared in the Wu Wangfu in a blink of an eye.
She is no match today.
Humiliated speechless.
But tomorrow.
She will definitely defeat Zhao Wu and get back to where she is today.
"Sure enough, Xiaomeng, the murder weapon, cannot be grasped by a single person."
Seeing Xiaomeng's back, Zhao Wu rubbed his hands and sighed.
"His Royal Highness is really bad. Now Master Xiaomeng is afraid that he will never forget His Highness in his life!"
Nongyu came to the hot spring, squeezed Zhao Wu's shoulders and beat his back, and smiled lightly.
She could see Zhao Wu's actions just now.
Not just a hug.
"Don't say anything about trespassing without permission, and are you still pretending to force me?"
Zhao Wu smiled indifferently: "Isn't it looking for a draw?"
"Your Highness said so."
Nongyu Yanran smiled and said, "If it wasn't for His Highness's voice transmission to stop him just now, the moment Master Xiaomeng broke in without authorization, he would have been dead!"
The guards on the bright side of Prince Wu's Mansion are just decorations, but they don't know how many masters are hidden in the dark.
Even Xiaomeng, in front of these forces, is nothing but an ant.
Zhao Wu touched his nose, and there seemed to be a touch of the fragrance of a beautiful woman on his fingertips. He smiled lightly: "So I saved her life, charged some interest, and taught her a lesson, isn't it too much?"
Nongyu smiled and said, "It's not too much."
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