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The general took a step forward: "The ninth sister is really not interesting, she obviously said that she gave up, but she secretly came to rob the beauty, and she dumped us like this, it's too scheming, right?"

Miss Nine put away her fan and snorted slightly: "Sister Qing, we are each other, I don't believe that you will appear here for no reason." ”

The monk snorted coldly: "Since it has been said clearly, then, whoever gets the beauty will have their own ability!" As he spoke, the energy in his palm was running, and there was already a crystal cage in his hand, and he turned his hand and threw it directly towards Wen Jie and them.

Haotian was shocked: "Be careful!" immediately mobilized his divine power to resist.

Leng Zhili also helped: "We can't be caught by this cage, otherwise, we won't have a chance at all!"

"Qual, come out!" Wen Jie snorted, and the ring suddenly appeared. The figure jumped high, and the blade of the sword flashed a cold light, and slashed directly towards the cage that was blocked by Haotian and Leng Remnant.

With a bang, the crystal cage was swept by the sword blade and shattered directly.

The monk was shocked that his magic weapon had been broken, which was incredible.

At this time, Miss Nine's fan suddenly flew over and hit Wen Jie's chest directly. Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Wen Jie's body flew out upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and spurted another mouthful of blood.

Haotian was startled, and immediately stepped forward: "Big brother!" and hurriedly helped Wen Jie up: "Are you okay?"

Wen Jie clutched his chest and shook his head, his moist snow hair fell down, and the beads were scattered.

Leng Zhili frowned: "It's a big trouble now!" As he spoke, the long whip had already appeared, holding it in his hand, and looking at several women with a wary face.

"Another beauty!" Miss Nine withdrew her fan and looked at Wen Jie with a playful expression: "It's really hidden!"

The general laughed: "You can divide the two! Ben Shuai wants this white-haired one!" he said, leading his subordinates and stepping forward step by step.

The monk snorted coldly: "Qingshuai, don't you think you are hypocritical?" said as he stopped the general's way, his eyes flashing with a fierce murderous aura.

"Yin Niang, you don't want to be the enemy of Ben Shuai for the sake of a man, right?" the general snorted coldly, and did not back down.

Miss Nine had already said that Wen Jie and the others were surrounded: "Such a stunning color, I almost missed it, it seems that Miss Ben is really lucky!" Unlike those two guys, Miss Nine is obviously more difficult.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, Wen Jie smiled bitterly: "Does this count as a loss for the lady and the soldiers?"

Haotian was laughed angrily by Wen Jie: "I really admire your big heart!"

The general and the monk stopped arguing, and focused their eyes on Wen Jie, looking up and down.

It's like being targeted by a pervert, Wen Jie can't help but get goosebumps: "What's the matter, Lao Tzu is a person with a daughter-in-law, don't think about beating Lao Tzu's idea!" Immediately, the costume also changed, wearing armor and holding a divine sword, majestic and majestic.

At this time, several women became even more obsessed, and looked at Wen Jie with a nymphomaniac: "So handsome!"

In a cold sweat, are these crazy women sick? With a flick of his wrist, the divine sword slashed a cold light: "Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with!"

The general was still obsessed: "This is enough to taste, Ben Shuai likes it!"

Leng Zhili shook his head: "You are doing death!"

Wen Jie bowed his head: "Damn, where are you?" Knowing that this would bring trouble to himself, but it was better than wearing women's clothes, Wen Jie did not regret it at all.

Haotian sighed: "We must get out of here immediately." Maybe it's his sixth sense, but he always thinks something worse is coming.

Leng Zhili nodded: "That's right, we must leave immediately." ”

"I think so too!" Wen Jie said, and with a flick of his wrist, he stabbed directly at one of the very weak guards.

The guard was shocked and immediately picked up a weapon to block, but she was still shocked away, she was not Wen Jie's opponent.

Punching out the gap, Haotian, Leng Zhili immediately pulled Wen Jie out of there and walked towards the edge of the space.

The general snorted coldly, and appeared in front of Wen Jie and the others in a flash, a silver gun in his hand dangled a cold light, blocking the momentum of their advance.

Blocked by the cold air, Wen Jie and the others had to stop, running the magic power in a low gear.

At this moment, a large net of golden light suddenly cast down, enveloping Wen Jie and the others.

Still caught, Wen Jie struggled to cut the big net with the divine sword, the blade rubbed against the big net, and the sparks exploded, but the big net was not damaged at all.

The monk snorted coldly: "Don't struggle, how can you break my Chaotian Luo!" said that, sneered, and directly took Wen Jie and the others back into his hand along with the big net.

Miss Nine snorted coldly, and with a wave of her hand, all the guards stepped forward and confronted the monk: "Yin Niang, let them go if you know each other, Miss Ben is not to blame for the past!"

The general also came up and was in the same camp as Miss Nine: "You can't protect them at all, don't fold yourself in!"

was netted like a king, eight, and Wenjie suddenly became angry: "You haven't fucking seen a man, haven't you!"

Leng Zhili frowned: "Haven't you seen the men here?"

Wen Jie was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "What?"

Leng Zhili sighed: "I guessed it!"

Haotian smiled bitterly: "Although there are many men here, there are not many good-looking ones! They compete for good-looking men, more for the sake of future generations!"

"Looks are important?" Wen Jie didn't understand, there are many ugly people, and they don't live?

Leng Zhili chuckled: "For a woman who demands perfection, yes!"

A few women who were in a-for-tat relationship were not in the mood to pay attention to Wen Jie's conversation, and they were tense and unyielding.

Later, it was Miss Nine who took the lead in speaking: "We waste time here and can only cheapen Her Majesty in the end, so let's show our ability and speak with strength!" As she spoke, she herself, along with all the guards, took out her weapons and prepared to attack.

The generals and monks did not show weakness, and drew their swords one after another, and the three sides fought in one place. Although it is a competition, they all have a sense of proportion, only hurting people, not killing people.

Soon, only a few women were left standing. And among them, the monks clearly have the upper hand.

Their strength is terrifying, it should be said that they are perverted, because, just one of them, the strength is above Wen Jie and others.

Poof, Miss Nine was swept by the monk's palm wind, spurted out a mouthful of blood, took the lead in elimination, and withdrew from the battle circle.

Not long after, the general was also defeated, was beaten and vomited blood, and had to admit defeat.

Coming to Wen Jie and the others, the monk chuckled: "I won!" However, I am not greedy, except for this white-haired one, the two of them are yours!"

Miss Nine stood up with her chest and glared at the monk coldly: "Do I still want to thank you!" said and took out a golden piccolo: "Since Miss Ben can't get it, don't think about it!" As she spoke, with a flick of her fingers, a golden light rose to the sky.

"Suffer!" "Don't!" Haotian and the monk's exclamations rang out at the same time, and their faces turned pale. (To be continued.) )