Chapter 232: Bimei Eve
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Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress
- Qin Shuangshuang
- 670 characters
- 2021-03-04 10:46:08
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Lin Yimei was limp all over, shivering, and said one word unclearly: "Okay."
"Haha..." Lin San laughed wildly, opened the door and left like a whirlwind.
The vicious echo stayed in the room for a long time, and Lin Yimei was so scared that she didn't dare to move. It seemed that she had to live and die with that bitch! And she must win! Otherwise... Lin Yimei trembles for a long time and can't calm down.
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In the evening, Liu Rushuang wore a white robe from the viewing platform of Zuiyunxuan and looked at him. Under the reflection of a few red lanterns above his head, his figure was dazzling and beautiful.
Han Moze walked over and looked at Liu Rushuang with a smile, and said softly: "Shuang'er, do you want to go down to play? I'll accompany you."
Liu Rushuang put his hands on the red railing and smiled slightly and said, "No, there are too many people."
Han Moze smiled faintly, looking at Liu Rushuang's red-stained face, stretched out his hand and touched it.
Liu Rushuang twitched the corners of her mouth silently. Ze would kiss her every time she touched her face, but she didn't have any thoughts at all, so she pushed Han Moze's big hand away with her hands, and whispered: "Ze, carry it underneath. There are so many women in veils."
Han Moze said uncomfortably, "Are you still thinking about Nangong Ba?"
Liu Rushuang was completely stiff. She was really thinking about Nangongba, but she didn't want to be angry, so she turned her eyes and lied: "No, it's just that the competition will be the day after tomorrow. The scene must be spectacular."
Han Moze snorted, thinking clearly, and lied to him, so he said even more uncomfortable: "Let’s go to Lianchi Island after the day after tomorrow’s beauty contest. Maybe we will find the pure white lotus, the muscle of Nangong Ba’s. The pulse will be healed, and you don’t have to worry about his injury."
Liu Rushuang smiled and nodded in response: "Okay." Then she turned around and kissed Han Moze's thin lips.
Han Moze's unhappiness disappeared in an instant, and he hugged Liu Rushuang back, tired and lingering.
The house is full of warmth and affection.
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"Bang! Bang..." At noon the next day, the sound of tables and chairs falling down and the sound of fighting continued from downstairs in Zui Yunxuan.
Han Moze and Liu Rushuang immediately walked out of the house and looked towards the hall downstairs.
I saw a woman wearing a red primer and a pink shirt, showing half of her huge white breast, fighting with a man with a tall and mighty face in black and blue clothes.
"Let you sneak my lady's ass, see if I don't kill you!" The woman's moves were fierce and kicked the man away after more than 20 moves.
"Cough cough...Little lady, you have a seed!" The man stood up on the table, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "I have to take you today! Brothers, give Ben The doorkeeper captured this woman alive!"
"Yes!" Thirty or forty people from Huxiaomen responded, and then surrounded the woman and attacked.
Liu Rushuang saw the enthusiasm underneath, and sneered: "The master of Huxiaomen is such a well-dressed beast!"
Han Moze narrowed his eyes and whispered, "That woman is going to lose!"
Suddenly, a dozen men in white clothes came in outside the door, and the leader shouted, "Who is bold? How dare I hurt my cultivator!"
The people at Huxiaomen were shocked when they heard the three words Xiuxianmen, and then their faces were full of fear. What should they do? They are dead!
After being shocked, the sect master of Huxiaomen immediately walked forward and apologized: "It turns out that this girl is a member of the first sect to cultivate immortality. It is the master of the sect who does not know Taishan." Then turned around and shouted, "Let's go!"
"Yes!" Huxiaomen's response then prepared to flee.