Ao Xiaowu's strategy was quite unexpected.

As expected, there are some love over time, but most importantly, this girl has a very conservative mindset. She is in her bones like a traditional woman in the Celestial Empire. I really don’t know how Lao Long taught her, but she is a kind of a corrupt scholar anyway.

Just after Sun Shangying had sex a few times, she accepted her fate. She never mentioned anything about disconnecting the sense of communication.

Unfortunately, no matter how Sun Shangying and Wang Hao were in the car or elsewhere, Ao Xiaowu refused to leave the house. She could do whatever she wanted to go out of the house, but she would not do it when she went out. She was too anxious and was like she wanted to kill her, yelling.

However, except for Sun Shangying, the women around him are all abandoned. This leads to the fact that once Wang Hao tries to break up the couple and breaks the relationship between the sculpting players and the native girl, they will be immediately opposed by many women.

Yes, no mistake, even though the time to come to the Celestial Empire was still short, Ai Xi, the demon queen, Ao Xiaowu, and even the two maids learned to join in groups.

They had a near-natural sympathy for the girls coming from the Land of Redemption.

Now, Wang Hao has moved into a new villa, and the one he lived in before Ersha Island was given to a pair of young couples with dirty gods.

In the villa hall, two young men were waiting anxiously for the arrival of [The Hour of Judgment].

"Hahaha! Don't think about it anymore! You must be terrible! You will die when you see the light!" Jun Zihao sprayed his vicious tongue at the handrail on the second floor of the hollow hall.

But before he finished speaking, a strong arm stretched out from behind, grabbed his ears, and came like a thunderstorm: "[Jun Muqi], did I embarrass you? Come here. I won't squeeze you out and take your surname!"

"Ah! Suxi! Wait! Say your life and give me some face in front of outsiders-" Jun Zihao screamed, while being carried away by the female barbarian like a bag of rice.

His situation confirms the saying: How many floors can a bag of rice last?

The floor-to-ceiling glass in the hall was facing the villa next door. Because they were all their own people, there was no barrier between trees. A group of bachelors and dirty gods lay on the glass and stared at this side.

"Damn! Even the king and his ministers have sex in the game. It's unreasonable!"

"I wish her to be Suzy II!"

"Bless him!"

If these terrible resentment is in that world, it might affect reality. I would be sorry for the celestial dynasty on Earth.

A Mercedes-Benz van drove into the villa's garage. When two young and energetic girls jumped out of the car, the dirty gods collectively let out extremely tragic wails!

Then, these guys scattered!

Do you think they are desperate?

Too naive!

These guys ran to the online market and searched for native girls everywhere!

This is destined to be difficult, and they forget their respect in the game.

The humans who defected from the quicksand city in the abandoned land of God are actually afraid of these Atlantis, and awe does not mean accepting.

Players are alien monsters and things like that, and they are immortal.

Those who can muster up the courage to interact with players normally are mostly bold guys like orcs or Northland barbarians.

The problem is that among the orcs, there are really not many girls who really look like humans, most of whom have thick hair.

Because before, pure blood orcs were respected among the orc clans. The orcs were actually at the bottom of the clan and lived a very miserable life, and belonged to the class that was exploited and enslaved.

Such a half-orc girl who conforms to the aesthetics of the Celestial people is actually rare.

The long-term discrimination and cold treatment in the clan prompted them to try to change their current lives regardless of everything, and even use themselves as bargaining chips on players.

So when the two men [The King and the Minister] and [Drunk Bird] were stunned for a moment, and then introduced themselves, they immediately realized the enthusiasm from another world.

If they knew what these two girls were thinking at the moment, they would definitely burst into tears.

right!

They were thinking: He is a normal human! That’s great!

They were overjoyed!

After Wang Hao learned about this, he complained: "This is ridiculous!"

After hearing this, Ao Xiaowu and Sun Shangying wanted to cut off the foundation of the Leaning Tower of Pisa on the spot. The two women who were in a synchronized mind said in unison: "It's ridiculous to have you? Fuck the Egyptian demon first, and then get Joan of Arc!"

On the other side, Heizhen's villa for rest.

On that night, there were terrible laughter echoing in the villa.

“Huh hihihihi——”

"not good!"

"Idiot! Am I an idiot?"

The servants were so scared that they secretly reported to the boss.

Rachel received the report and rubbed her eyebrows: "All of them are uneasy guys. But if the Abyss suppresses the witch, at least the witch will not go crazy and kill her own people, right? Sister Derria?"

Dereya next to him sighed: "This also means that we are more dependent on the Abyss."

"He is not an idiot. He should know that we are staring at him to death. He can't make any tricks."

"That was when we had plenty of money, and we were afraid of the last moment..."

"well!"

Heizhen here has no sense of being the center of discussion.

She slept in a soft velvet bed with rare slept.

She rarely slept in bed before. The insecurity and endless anger brought by her reincarnation made her feel easily awakened, or she lost control of her power in her sleep, burning all the people and things around her. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the tragic scene after the flames were burned down.

The stinky corpse still rose with black flames of charred wooden pillars, and the unusual furniture.

In everyone's eyes, she is a flaming hell walking on the earth.

Heizhen never expected that this discrimination, fear, and endless anger would end suddenly at noon today.

Now, as soon as you close your eyes, you will lose control and cry and beg Wang Hao to spare her ugly behavior.

"Tsk, damn it, why did it become like this?" She let out a fierce smacking voice, and suddenly felt that her body and mind were eager for the feeling of embracing each other.

She hugged the soft quilt tightly, felt the coolness spreading on the ice magic stone that Wang Hao gave her, and subconsciously regarded the quilt as the bastard who was trying torment her freely.

Soon, her face turned red and she stuffed her face into the pillow with force. If that wasn't the case, she was afraid that she would make a smirk like a small animal and would be heard by the damn servant spy.

At noon the next day, his beautiful legs wearing black metal combat boots kicked open the wooden door of the Abyss Legion's garrison hall again.

That rough female voice resounded everywhere!

"Jason Momoa! Come out and die!"

Wang Hao looked at her trembling legs before the war started, and was quite embarrassed: "This, would it be better for you to take a break today?"

"Ha! What are you talking about now? You don't need to show mercy or something! Come on!" Hei Zhen said with great enthusiasm, her face was red, and her eyes didn't even dare to look at Wang Hao directly.

but--

She - Joan of Arc (black version), is such a tough woman!

Brake and reverse gear?

nonono!

It doesn't exist!
Chapter completed!