As long as you use a cleansing body, you can remove the dirt on your clothes, and you will be as clean as ever, but normal people will feel uncomfortable.

A woman...... Not changing clothes for a week!

Just thinking about it, Tang Qing felt that she was stinky.

Although, it doesn't stink in itself.

This is a psychological rejection of the extreme.

Once there is a psychological barrier, physically, it is naturally impossible to overcome.

Except for the night of the wedding night, in the days that followed, Tang Qing never touched Yan Ruomeng again, let alone had sex with her. Basically, at night, he slipped away early, or pretended to be asleep directly.

"Let me do the first game." Tang Qing's brows furrowed, "As soon as you go up, Zi Qianmo will inevitably be sent over there——"

"What about sending Ziqian Mo, I still wish the Rilun Pavilion would send Ziqian Mo!" Yan Ruomeng has even lost her temper and patience since she wore this flashy white head day and night, so she interrupted her husband's words on the spot and retorted sharply, "Do you think I can't win against her?" I'll tell you, Brother Mu Yan, I'm absolutely fine! I'm going to kill her! ”

The last three words, full of bitter hatred, almost burst out after biting a mouthful of silver teeth.

That's right.

At the beginning, she was hostile to Ziqian Mo for the sake of her "Brother Mu Yan".

But later, in the confrontations again and again, she suffered many losses, which really made her arrogant and a little unbearable, and the seeds of hatred were planted in her heart.

And this cursed flashy white head has a strong catalytic and amplifying effect on all negative emotions.

A point of hatred has become ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand!

The more you fight, the more hatred grows!

Tang Qing didn't think so: "Didn't you take the battle between her and Yu Wuji seriously?" She defeated Yu Wuji, not because her weapons were stronger than Yu Wuji, but because her true strength was above Yu Wuji......"

"Enough! I don't want to hear it!!! ”

Yan Ruomeng felt that a string in his head was broken, as if something had exploded.

The brain and marrow were blown to pieces.

The Heavenly Spirit Cover was blown up and flew out.

"Just wait and see, I'll win!" A pair of eyes turned red.

Yan Ruomeng dodged and flew up to the center of the arena.

Then he roared, stretched out his hand, pointed at Zi Qianmo in the air, and said by name: "Zi Qianmo, don't be cowardly, come up and fight with me!" ”

On the side of the Rilun Pavilion, the members of the team were all angry.

"It's too arrogant."

"Really, how can this woman be so arrogant? Qianmo, don't fall for her. ”

"Sister Qianmo, I'll go up and fight her!" Si Junli couldn't see others treating his dear young lady like this.

A pair of golden eyes have turned into angry deep gold.

There are waves and torrents, and they are turbulent.

The little guy rarely becomes murderous.

"No, you don't."

Zi Qianmo stretched out a hand, clasped Si Junli's shoulder, and stopped, "Don't go, I'll go." ”

The small military strength, although it has made rapid progress, has not yet reached the level of being able to fight with Yan Ruomeng, who is at the peak of the Great Perfection Realm of the Innate Stage.

Golden pupils, although there are plus points, but there are too many magic weapons on Yan Ruomeng's body, and there must be a lot of spiritual ones, so it is impossible to prevent it.