Ma Haohao's shoulders were cold, and the salty pig hand of "Chen Jiuzhi" was already on her shoulder.

He was leaning his head to her ear, sniffing heavily in her hair.

The expression of drunken dreams and death matched with Chen Jiuzhi's face, and the desire to make Ma beat people is unprecedentedly strong.

Come on, help the mourning family drag this pervert down and cut it down!

Ma Hao's hand hanging on his waist was about to move, and he wanted to slap it on the head of "Chen Jiuzhi", but under the persuasion of the system, he endured it again and again, and only touched it into the storage bag.

I've heard that the most relaxed time for human beings is when that's there.

In the same way, today's "Chen Jiuzhi" should be in a rather relaxed state.

Ma Hao planned to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Cherish life, stay away from perversion, and give the world a better tomorrow.

……

"Chen Jiuzhi" was intoxicated by the fragrance emanating from the furnace, and his spirit couldn't help but slowly relax.

For demon cultivators, the taste of the furnace ding has a fatal attraction, and even if he knows that there are still enemies, he can't help but indulge in it, and he can't extricate himself.

Besides, the enemy in front of him is not worth mentioning at all.

His conjuring banner is in line with his heart, and no matter how talented the kid surnamed Tang is, he can't escape from the palm of his hand, and sooner or later he will become the evil ghost in his banner for him to drive.

Why should he pay attention to such a mortal enemy?

At the moment of the treasure, he should enjoy it as he pleases, how can he stifle his nature for the sake of a little mortal person?

"Chen Jiuzhi" buried his head between Ma Hao's neck, greedily inhaling the charming fragrance like poppy/poppy.

He took a deep breath before inhaling the gas into his nasal passage, and suddenly paused.

“……”

A sour stench filled his entire nasal cavity and followed it into his trachea.

"Chen Jiuzhi" felt an indescribable lack of oxygen, as if all his internal organs were burned by this stench, and his eyes were about to be smoked and fainted.

Ma Hao took this opportunity to break free from the shackles of "Chen Jiuzhi".

She stuffed the patriarch's slippers into the arms of "Chen Jiuzhi", and ran as far as she could before he could react.

……

The person in his arms ran away, and "Chen Jiuzhi" felt something.

However, the stench in his nasal cavity was so vicious that his nose and eyes hurt together, and he finally had to use a spell to expel the poisonous gas from his body.

As soon as the stench came out of his body, "Chen Jiuzhi" immediately regained his senses, and as soon as his eyes were sharp, he was about to cast a spell to catch the disobedient furnace ding.

His hand moved, and he looked down to see a green, dirty black cloth shoe stuffed into his arms, which constantly emitted the stench of the same style.

Immediately, he smoked his eyes white, and the spell between his fingers was not cast.

"Chen Jiuzhi" was so angry that he smashed the black cloth shoes aside, ignoring the sour smell in his arms, and got up to chase Ma Haohao's figure.

"Where to run!"

He let out a loud shout, his body was as agile as a flash of lightning, and he chased most of the distance in just one step, and he was about to catch up with Ma Haohao, who was running away, in a snap of his fingers.

Ma Hao shouted for help in his heart, the old perverted character is a little perverted, and his kung fu is really not bad.

If she fell into his hands, she would definitely not be able to escape a dead word.

Ma Haohao's brain was so anxious that he was sweating, but his feet were not strong, and the more anxious he was, the more he made mistakes, and he tripped over a stone pillar blocking the road and fell to the ground.