Which side is this uncontrollable instrument spirit on?

Yun Qingyan immediately turned his head and glared at the black-haired dumpling beside him, and two sharp tiger teeth appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said with no good intentions, "Xiao Xuan, do you remember who swears with me before that he will never fall into the same illusion as me?"

If the illusion was not able to suppress the intruder's cultivation, the situation between her and Jiang Wuya at this time might have been a reversal.

Yun Qingyan grinned and said, "Do I want to help you shave all the black hair tonight?"

You see, the weather is quite hot here, it’s just right to shave! How comfortable!”

Xiao Xuan suddenly stopped talking, as quiet as a chicken.

Yun Qingyan shook his sore hands and looked at Jiang Wuya, feeling that he was losing money.

He beat him up against the sun in the desert, exhausted his energy, tired and thirsty. He really made himself uncomfortable, so he might as well solve his problem with one knife.

If it weren't for being too depressed by Jiang Wuya as a dog walking all the way, she wouldn't have wanted to beat him up to vent his depression.

Taking a deep breath, relieved his thumping heart after intense exercise. Yun Qingyan stared at Jiang Wuya and began to seriously think about one hundred and eight ways to kill Jiang Wuya.

The eyes are opposite.

On one side, it was crystal clear and dark, as if it was covered with stars, but it was murderous.

On the other side, the witchy purple is like a deep purple gem, and it is also turbulent and surging.

Even though he felt the murderous intent on Yun Qingyan's body, the expression on Jiang Wuya's face did not change at all, as if he didn't care about his life and death at all.

The sun was scorching, Yun Qingyan's temples were already wet with sweat, and the crystal sweat dripped down from her delicate jaw along the outline of her face.

With a "tick", sweat splashed on the corner of Jiang Wuya's mouth, which was beaten by Yun Qingyan.

他伸出粉嫩的舌头,勾人魅惑地一舔唇角,将那滴汗液舔舐干净,被揍得鼻青脸肿但一脸平静的脸上忽地绽放出一抹妖艳的微笑.

That smile was like a black mandala flower slowly blooming in the abyss of hell, charming and dangerous.

The low, dumb and lazy voice sounded sorrowful from the lips and teeth of Jiang Wuya.

"Fight~ the kitten~ why don't you beat me?"

Yun Qingyan's whole body shivered and his hair suddenly rose!

Damn this pervert!

"You beat me so excited~" The tongue licked the corner of my injured mouth. The rust smell with blood was like the best hallucinogen. The purple eyes were filled with excitement. The whole embarrassing and swollen face looked even more charming and seductive, with a strange charm after being ravaged.

He stretched out his fair neck, his stunning purple pupils and phoenix eyes looked at Yun Qingyan with a smile, looking like he could pick it up, and his voice was even more ambiguous and seductive, "The kitten can do whatever he wants to do to me~"

He insisted on a unilateral ravage and beating, which was extremely ambiguous.

"Damn!" Death pervert! Shake m! I'm sadistic!

A series of words swept through Yun Qingyan’s mind!

Thousands of years of words are just a joke!

What is more difficult to deal with than those who are not afraid of death is the pervert!

Yun Qingyan's face suddenly darkened, and Xiao Xuan jumped off Yun Qingyan's shoulder angrily, sat on Jiang Wuya's face with his butt, and a small tail knocked on Jiang Wuya's face like a whip, making a slap.

"Shameless! You dare to tease my master!

Did you tease my master?

Beat you to death! Beat you to death!”
Chapter completed!