Nan Jiao's dark eyes swept over the group of people carelessly.

"Wuxiangguo is not with me."

She was still adamant.

Especially Nan Ji, who took off her mask, has a delicate and flawless face.

She is exceptionally innocent and pure with the pink flowers lining the corners of her eyes.

As a result, it sounds like a trance.

Just ······ Did they read it wrong?

In fact, she didn't eat fruitless?

After all, how could such a clean and pure girl lie?

Everyone looked at each other and hesitated.

The little black ball spun around Nanji's head.

Although now it has largely recovered.

It's just that it's still a little sluggish in terms of reaction.

Hmmm······.

Ji Ji has been saying that there is no effect.

And they kept saying that there was no fruit.

Do you want it very much?

After the little black ball spun several times.

Smack.

A fruit fell from the sky and smashed at Nanji's feet.

Then, several pieces fell down.

More than a dozen phaseless fruits were piled up directly at Nanji's feet.

Nan Ji fell silent.

The crowd on the other side looked straight at each other.

The little black ball purred and spun in circles in front of her, trying to get attention and praise.

Look, how powerful it is.

At first, it plucked all the fruit without pulling it.

Not only the fruit was plucked, but the leaves were also plucked.

Bang la blah.

The little black balls sprinkled down many leaves.

Qi Qi fell to the Phaseless Fruit.

Among the people who chased after them, there were demon cultivators and Qing cultivators.

Qing Xiu, who was silent for a long time, felt as if he had been humiliated.

Annoyed and angry, he glared at Nan Ji and spit out two words

"Bastard!"

Nan Ji's eyelids jumped, and her head rested on her white arm.

Muttered

"Ah, I've found out."

He pursed his lips.

Speak slowly

"These unphased fruits are all mine.

Whoever touches it will have to leave his hand here. ”

With that pure and innocent face, he confided rather murderous words.

The contrast, the lethality, Su Bai looked at her, and never moved away.

There was a hint of emotion in Wubo's eyes.

This woman is kind of interesting.

Attention fell to her white collarbone.

It had a tattoo of a black flower on it, exactly like the one on his wrist.

Reach out and rub it on the tattoo.

His behavior, as well as the intimate posture of the two.

In this narrow alley, it is particularly ambiguous.

Finally, everyone was aroused by this provocation at once.

"There are so many of us, are you still afraid that you won't make it?

Die! ”

The rare Qing Xiu and the Demon Cultivator shot together, just to take Nan Ji down.

It's just ······ The idea is wonderful.

It didn't turn out to be good.

Just listen, bang.

More than a dozen people flew out of the alley and fell to the ground.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was full of embarrassment.

The person who made the shot was naturally white.

Nan Ji looked up at him, her lips curled

"For your sake, there is no result, and you will be divided in half."

Su Bai lowered his eyes and glanced indifferently at the fruit on the ground.

Sleeves flicked.

In the blink of an eye, all of them were put into the space bag by him.

Not a single one remained.

He suddenly lowered his head and looked at Nanji.

Look at her head against his shoulder, like a boneless person, most of her body is leaning on him.

If you do the math, you've only met twice.

Although he is a demon venerable, he started with Qing cultivation.

So much so that it is not open in terms of affairs and human feelings.

He held out his finger against her head.

Push people out of the way.

"I've only met you three times."

(End of chapter)