Ying Ren held the Pixiu tightly, his eyes grimly.

He can live until now, not because he is very capable of fighting, but because he is very tolerant, cunning, and very cautious. He never underestimates any opponent. If he doesn't take action, he will definitely take the opponent's life as soon as he takes action. His Pixiu may have the strength to fight Ning Tao, but what if Ning Tao only attacks him?

There is danger.

He hates danger.

As soon as the army arrived, they used magic weapons to kill this real person, so why did they fight him in person?

Not to mention going to fight Ning Tao in person, he didn't even want to mess up his hairstyle!

So, you pee!

I'll cut your chicken into wine later!

The water arrows are finished.

Ning Tao lifted up his pants, turned around and left, not leaving for a second.

Woo--Woo--

The sounds of the normal horn are stacked layer by layer.

But the speed of the flesh was shot faster than the sound, and in a blink of an eye, even the sound was left behind by it.

"Husband, you... were so shameful just now!" Nanmen Xunxian's heart sounded, and she called her husband, that was she had an objection.

Ning Tao smiled and replied to her heart: "Being a husband is humiliating the Pixiu. It may be a rebellion. At that time, we will lose a strong enemy. Besides, there is no need for a bottom line to insult scumbags."

"There is no need to be a bottom line for insulting scumbags, but I'm at a disadvantage. How can you show me my things casually?" Nanmen Xunxian's voice.

“…Aren’t they all men?”

"Not men can do it."

Ning Tao: “…”

A flying sword cuts across.

On the flying sword, Luo Xian was righteous: "Great Immortal, go first, I'll cut you off the back!"

Ning Tao glanced at him and looked at each other speechlessly.

Are you a fucking cultivator from Beijing Film Academy?
Chapter completed!