Liu Yizhi shook off her face and snorted coldly, "Would the old man be interested in a fake face?"

"Elder!" Qiu An crawled forward a few steps, hugged Liu Yizhi's left leg hard, and screamed more than the other, his eyes full of strong hope, "Ask the elder to be perfect!

Liu Yizhi took out a wooden box from his arms and smashed it on the woman's face, "Since you are so hungry and thirsty, the old man will fulfill you! The old man will go back to the room in a while, and he will see you who have been peeled clean and washed! In addition, the old man is not interested in the broken flowers and willows!"

Qiu An's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands held the wooden box tightly, and he had long since lost his fingernails embedded in the cracks of the wooden box, piercing a trace of blood.

"Senior sister!" Peng Zhang really cared about him, the junior sister.

He watched her cultivate so hard all the way, fearless all the way, going to various adventure holy places to train, and exercising his physique and ability, but she was such a hard worker, but he personally cut off her left hand!

Now, in order to obtain a broken pill, she willingly betrayed herself, and was willing to serve the ugly elder who was older than her grandfather.

Peng Zhang burst out with a loud shout, and was immediately pressed down by the two disciples around him.

"Senior sister, you can't do this, junior sister, junior sister!!"

The two disciples reached out and covered Peng Zhang's mouth, so that he could no longer make any sound.

Peng Zhang struggled on the ground, a pair of eyes peeking out from under the gray cloth, and a heartbroken and angry gaze.

Qiu An turned his head, glanced at Peng Zhang indifferently with one eye, and then tightly grasped the wooden box in his hand, Huo Di turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Senior brother, although you care about me very much, this is far from enough, what I need is a strong person to guard my side, so that I will never be harmed!

You're too weak to stand by my side!

That night, Qiu An walked into Elder Liu's house step by step, blew out the light, and lay on the cold bed with a chill, his eyes looking straight at the green silk gauze tent above his head, and a teardrop slipped through the corner of his eye.

Father, family, and him, since no one can be her dependence, she can only fight for herself!

She wants to become stronger! She wants to become a twelfth-level great mystic! She wants to trample that slut to death under her feet in the competition!

She wants to let that ruthless and unrighteous man know that even if he is the most cherished in his heart, but once he gets in the ring, he is destined to live and die, and not everything can be controlled by him, this time, he wants him to be powerless!

It's just that I don't know if I can still see him who is as cold and calm as he was at that time......

- My Joe's dividing line -

Qiao Mu slept until midnight, only to hear a noise outside the courtyard, and the lights were lit up little by little.

Doya rolled over, rested one of her calves on her lap, slammed her mouth, and continued to fall asleep, showing no signs of waking up.

Qiao Mu glanced at her speechlessly, why did they sleep so well, there was already a lot of noise outside!

She simply got up in her clothes, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw two figures running up to her, one pulling her left hand and the other trying to pull her right hand.

As a result, the young man who pulled his right hand was slapped away by the one who pulled his left hand, and asked by the way, "What are you doing?"