"Besides, he's not a fool. Although he looks honest, he must know very well what you do to him, maybe he also feels guilty? ”

Duanmu Qiwen was also angry, and complained to her twice.

Thinking about it today, helping him stop his sister, Jun Hao really didn't stop it.

And I don't dare to look at her much, I'm afraid it's guilty, right?

Duanmu Qiwen also likes him in his heart, and now he can only find him a step to let him go down.

After saying a few words, Duanmu Qiwen felt much better.

"Okay, don't be angry. You sit here for a while, and I'll clean up first. ”

"Hmm."

Bu Shenshuang heard her lower head and snorted softly, then turned around and went into the house to wash.

She had just finished washing her face when she heard a low fight with Ding Ling outside.

"What's wrong?"

She jerked her head up and looked at Duanmu Qiwen.

Duanmu Qiwen opened the door without saying a word and strode out, and after a while she came back again, seeing her look panicked and yelled.

"Jun Hao...... Jun Hao and his sister's old friend are fighting! That old friend brought a lot of people! ”

Bu Shenshuang didn't have time to disguise his face, so he casually pulled a cyan silk scarf from the space and wrapped it around his face and followed her away.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

They had just gone downstairs, but they saw a mess on the first floor.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er stood aside anxiously and cried, begging them not to fight again.

At this time, Gu Junhao was scuffling with three or four people on the opposite side, one punch was invincible to four hands, and Gu Junhao directly had the upper hand.

Seeing this, Duanmu Qiwen's eyes turned scarlet.

Her fiery red body flashed, and she pulled out a red shawl around her waist.

If you look closely, you can see circles of small needles hanging from the shawl.

The red shawl suddenly struck down, and the group of people below seemed to be aware of it, and hurriedly dodged after punching the ancient monarch Hao with a demonic flame.

Bu Shenshuang knew that he had gone to the Earth Demon Trading Ground yesterday, and he was afraid that Ao Xiangsheng and they were in a hurry to make the things they needed and went out early in the morning, so it was no wonder that Gu Junhao was left alone to fight them.

At the moment when Duanmu Qiwen fell, Bu Shenshuang also followed the ground.

She calmly turned her head to look at Gu Junhao, who was covered in colors.

"How does it feel?"

Gu Junhao viciously wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"It's nothing, skin trauma."

"That's good."

After saying that, without waiting for the other side to react, the step god suddenly pulled out several chains dyed with dark purple demonic flames in both palms.

The temperature of the chains rose suddenly, and the scorching breath seemed to come from the Hell, and suddenly the terrifying coercion slammed into the opposite side.

There were four people in total, and Lu Xinghuo stood behind the three people, and he didn't seem to make much effort.

But he also wiped a red mark on the corner of his mouth, and held his chest with one hand, which was obviously beaten by Gu Junhao.

The other side didn't expect to say anything, and Bu Shenshuang suddenly made a move.

One was caught off guard, and each of the four people was thrashed heavily in the chest.

Obviously, except for the burly berserker who hit the head and had four limbs, the other three people were stunned and fell directly to the ground.

Bu Shenshuang doesn't have any hands left, and this time he won't die.

She had just thought about it, when suddenly she realized that something was not quite right.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to see that several people drawn on the opposite side stood up again.

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