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"Damn, what is this? Blind my dog's eyes, how do you pronounce these four words? ”

My eyes widened. Staring at the phone screen carefully, I couldn't believe that these four words were sent to me by Anyarin.

Brother, I want it? Damn, is there any mistake? I don't believe it was Anyalyn who killed me.

The taxi was moving slowly, and just as I was holding my phone, it vibrated and another text message came.

"Brother, I'm going to suck your big cock."

"Ding,"

"Brother, give it to me."

"Ding,"

"Brother. I'm so itchy. ”

I received 3 text messages in a row. Looking at the words on the screen of my phone, I don't know how to describe my feelings.

hatthefuck！ Is this really Anyarin? Will Anyarin send me such a text message?

On the one hand, I was strongly skeptical, but on the other hand, I imagined a lewd scene, a bed, and Anyarin and I were naked, banging.

"Little fellow, what are you smiling at?" The taxi driver was a Chinese, and I had been speaking Chinese, so he also recognized my Chinese and spoke to me in Chinese.

"Uh." I quickly shut up, "It's nothing, it's just that I couldn't help but laugh when I saw a joke." ”

After smirking, I couldn't help frowning, these short messages are not Anyarin's style, even if she really wanted to, she would not send me such obscene and lascivious text messages.

This is obviously not a painting style! Anyarin is the kind of restrained and cold, and these text messages are obviously obscene and debauched.

"Otherwise, I'll give her a call and ask."

I can't help but be curious, what's wrong with Anyarin? Did she send it? It was as if the cat's paws were scratching my heart, and I was very uncomfortable.

Just when I was in a daze with a few text messages and wanted to call Anyalin. The phone rang again.

"Just a text message. I don't think I have seen it. ”

"Shh," I stared at the line in confusion, what does that mean? What do you mean?

Could it be that she just missed me, wanted it, and after the message was sent, she didn't feel very good, ruining her cold image, so she regretted it?

。。。

While I was thinking, in Anyarin's room...

"Do you dare next time?" An Yalin held the phone and bowed her head and scolded.

"Don't dare next time."

Yuan Tiangang squatted in the corner of the wall, he held his head with both hands, his face was full of "repentance", and on Yuan Tiangang's knees, the old turtle landed on his feet, and his two paws held a cup full of water on his head. "And next time?" An Yalin's tone was cold, and the air was condensed with a layer of ice ballast.

Yuan Tiangang was startled by An Yalin's sudden voice, his legs shook, and he drove the old turtle on his knees, and then the water splashed out of the cup above the old turtle's head.

"The water has been spilled, and you are not allowed to go out for a day in your room." An Yalin picked up a glass full of water from the coffee table and walked to Yuan Tiangang.

"Take your hands away and put them behind your back."

"Good, good." Yuan Tiangang was excited, and hurriedly put down his hand.

"Smack," An Yalin put the water cup on Yuan Tiangang's head safely, "Two cups, if any one of the cups of water spills, you can't go out for a day, and it keeps superimposing, and the time is half an hour." ”

"Don't, the old man has a bad kidney, and the squatting step is terrible!" Yuan Tiangang screamed.

"Grass, don't shake, weaker, it's all you, who told you to take advantage of Arlinn's sister's inattention and use her phone to send random messages!" The old turtle held the water cup on his head and looked at Yuan Tiangang with resentment.

"You immortal board, I think you didn't send a text message, sucking Yang Yun's big cock is you the one who sent it! I never admit that Yang Yun's cock is big, but you are impressed by Yang Yun's big cock, and you are chattering and chattering all day long. ”

"Fart, I..."

"Stop arguing!" An Yalin shouted, and the room fell silent instantly.

Looking at the text message records on her phone, An Yalin's face couldn't help but turn red, "He shouldn't think I'm that kind of person, right?" ”

After a moment's hesitation, Anyarin dialed my number.

"Dididi... ，

The call came, and I saw that the caller ID was Anyarin, and I quickly connected, "Hey." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, "I didn't send the message just now. ”

"Eh, you didn't send it, who sent it?" I asked subconsciously.

"Yuan Tiangang and the turtle, you, don't get me wrong."

"it!" I couldn't help scolding, "Grass, I thought it was you, I was so excited!" ”

"What did you just say?" An Yalin's tone froze.

"Uh, nothing." I was shocked, knowing that I had said the wrong thing, and I hung up the phone.

"Toot toot toot toot . ，

An Yalin held up her mobile phone, listening to the blind voice on the phone, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"He hung up on me?" Anyarin incredulously.

"Hung up." Yuan Tiangang nodded and replied.

An Yalin put down her phone, clenched her fist, and then sat down on the sofa as if she was fine, and gently put her phone on the coffee table.

"Yang Yun, mourning." Yuan Tiangang looked at An Yalin's appearance, silently chanted in his heart, and obediently squatted on the horse.

"Damn, Yuan Tiangang and Lao Turtle are two stupid things! Rain on someone's parade! I cursed and kicked my phone into my pocket, not realizing the hidden dangers of taking the initiative to hang up Anyalin's phone.

Fifteen minutes later, I arrived at the gate of New York's Chinatown, paid for the car, and looked at the Chinese gathering place from afar.

The huge sign reads three words in Chinese: Chinatown.

Most of the Chinese in Chinatown are hung with Chinese signs, and the whole area is full of Chinese style.

As soon as I stepped into Chinatown, I felt a familiar fluctuation, a feeling very similar to when I entered the headquarters of the Suppression Army from the space node on the outskirts of Nanjing during the canonization ceremony.

It seems that the station of the First Army in the New York Division has also opened up an independent space, but the level of the independent space is much worse than that of the headquarters of the Suppression Army.

A flash of light flashed on my palm, and a black token appeared, and the token shimmered with a glittering light.

I was deeply touched by the fluctuation of the token, which seemed to have a spirituality, and the light floated and guided me.

I held Yang Yunling in my hand and walked towards the depths of Chinatown. The deeper I went, the stronger the pressure on the token became, and the clearer my sense of the spatial nodes became.

"Young man, come and see, some porcelain dolls, buy them back as collectibles, and it's good for children to play with."

On the side of Chinatown, there were many small vendors selling knick-knacks, and as I passed by, a white-haired old man selling porcelain dolls yelled at me.

I glanced at him and couldn't help but be surprised, this old man looked weak and impervious, but his aging body contained terrifying energy, restrained and not scattered, he was a medium ghost king with stable cultivation.

My soul strength is in the middle of the ghost king, as long as my cultivation is lower than my soul strength, I can't sense my cultivation, I will only think that I am an ordinary person.

Obviously, the old man didn't find out my cultivation and regarded me as an ordinary person.

Surprised, I looked him up and down, he was dressed in tatters, but his hair and body were clean, and his seemingly cloudy eyes contained essence.

"Small hidden in the wild, big hidden in the city!" I thought to myself.

I put away Yang Yunling and walked in front of him, "Old man, your surname?" ”

"Your surname has already said, the little old man's surname is Mo, just call me Old Man Mo," the old man didn't care, "Buy a porcelain doll, it's very beautiful, if you don't buy it, it's your loss." ”

"How do you sell it?"

"Pick any one and give me $3." The old man didn't care about money, and he wanted to have fun with his cultivation as a medium ghost king.

I smiled and picked a beautiful little girl at random, "This one looks like Anyarin, buy it back for her." ”

I gave the old man $3 and turned around and left.

The old man looked at my back and couldn't help frowning, "Why do you always feel that there is an aura on him that makes me feel terrifying?" I'm a medium ghost king! He is an ordinary person, why does he give me a sense of danger? ”

Along the way, my mind radiated, and I found countless monks, from high-level ghost soldiers to medium-level ghost kings, and most of them were at the level of ghost generals.

These monks did not have a cohesive organization, or they were in groups of threes or twos, or they were alone.

The aura of the Ghost King realm, I detected 4, except for the old man who was a medium ghost king, the other 3 ghost kings were all inferior ghost kings.

"Chinatown, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

With a sigh, I came to my destination, and according to the token's instructions, this was the end.

It's just that this is a high-end bathing center...