Jiang Sinan, who was full of thieves in his eyes, did not hesitate at all, and immediately pulled the green shirt that did not have wrinkles on his body, cleared his throat, and strode towards the beautiful woman in front of him.

But a tumbling figure was one step ahead of him, and it rolled towards the figure with a whirl.

Jiang Sinan's brows jumped unconsciously.

You're a dumb goose, hidden in the depths.

But now that I'm here, then you kid might as well save it.

Thinking like this, he took one step at a time, and in an instant, he came to the tumbling figure, with a look on his face that he didn't see the rolling scholar at all, and opened a folding fan that had just been taken out of the storage ring in front of him, and the wind was so light under his feet that Jia Xianren, who felt that he was about to vomit, rolled out of the terrace and rolled into the house.

The woman, who was noticed by the small movement, frowned slightly and turned her head, only to see a heroic man's face coldly.

Although that face did make the woman's eyes widen slightly for a moment, the thief in the eyes of the disciple and the gaze that he glanced at him from time to time made the woman's expression gloomy all of a sudden.

She looked indifferent, frowned, and took a step back slightly, not even wanting to open her mouth to talk to the ill-intentioned disciple, wanting to make him retreat with such a gesture.

But who knew that Naden disciple was a shameless veteran, she had just taken a step back, and he just followed up with a step, and there was still no change on his face, and he was still in that pretended to be a deep groaning posture.

The woman has also seen a lot of winds and waves, and immediately raised her eyebrows, and said in an unkind tone:

"What's the matter?"

Even the polite "son" was directly omitted.

As soon as the woman spoke, she immediately regretted it.

Seeing that he looked like a talent, but in the wilted Dengzi's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and his eyebrows danced, he almost said, "There is a play!" These two big words were written directly on his face.

However, the disciple immediately put away the thief and miserable look on his face, as if he was forcing himself to make a calm posture of "not chaotic".

Not to mention the "ape-shaped" eyebrows flying and dancing, it is the pretense of "elegant and easy-going" that he hurriedly fiddled with, and his pair of thief eyes that can't be controlled also uncovered his old bottom.

If Xun Ming saw this spicy-eyed scene, most of them would comment on the sentence, "This kid, Lao Tzu just doesn't know him, they all know that 12% of him is a disciple." ”

In other words.

It was this kid who was beaten to death with a stick, and there was no wrong.

It's so cheap!

The green-shirted disciple in between, his eyes rolled around, and he muttered for a moment before he spoke.

First sentence.

"This fairy, are you waiting for someone?"

Apparently a piece of nonsense.

Don't I wait for someone to stand here for a day and see the scenery?

The good-looking woman didn't have a good face at all for this disciple who couldn't control her eyes at all, and scolded angrily, but there was no expression on her face, just frowning slightly.

It is also a woman who has been entangled by many disciples, and naturally knows some "truths" that are not big or small.

For example, don't try to reason with the disciples, their brains only grow in the lower half of their bodies.

For example, don't think that a bad face can make those disciples retreat, in fact, it will make them more excited.

And so on and so forth.

But obviously the disciple in front of him was a difficult master, and when he saw that the woman didn't answer, he thought that she had guessed her mind for herself, and she was embarrassed to say it.

Harm, woman, that's the trouble.

Say whatever you want! What's so embarrassing!

Then the woman who was a little too plump raised her eyebrows, looked at the shameless disciple with a smile on her face, and threw her a "I understand, I understand" look.

What about iniquity?!

You know a hammer?!

And then there's the second sentence.

"Fairy, which man you're waiting for, right?"

My Uncle Jiang has a pair of discerning eyes, what to see accurately!

If this sister doesn't have a stinky man in her heart, Uncle Ben will find a group of turtles to accompany her when she drinks flower wine in the future!

But this time, he really didn't look away.

After all, the haggard resentment in the woman's eyes was almost "full" to the corner of her eyes.

Seeing that sister's face suddenly had a layer of sorrow, Jiang Sinan is mouth hooked, what am I talking about?!

Say what's right!

(Xun Ming: Ah, yes, yes, yes.) ）

However, Jiang Sinan is not the one who likes to smell plums across the wall.

I, Jiang Sinan, just chat, don't do those hurtful things.

My Fair Lady, isn't that a gentleman?

In the second sentence, there doesn't seem to be much wrong.

And then there's the third sentence.

Profound skills, full display.

"Sister fairy, I see that buddy should be dead and can't come back outside, let's go back to the house and sit down first, it's windy outside."

Jiang Sinan said that he was about to walk into the house, but he was full of qi and suddenly flashed to his side, dodging an extremely sharp stab.

He was a little surprised to retreat and look at the owner of the sword that made him a little frightened, but a sudden change occurred, and the space through which the previous stabbing sword passed suddenly collapsed inward, and then from the long line of vanity that collapsed, an incomparably dazzling green sword light burst outwards in an instant.

It happened suddenly, and Jiang Sinan, who was defenseless against it, didn't have time to dodge, but fortunately, before the green light fully bloomed, a silver-white flying sword shot out from his cave sky, turning into a silver-white shield in an instant, blocking the emerald green sword light.

I don't know if I didn't expect that the disciple who couldn't speak would be able to block this sword, and after that amazing stab, there was no subsequent sword beckoning.

Jiang Sinan, whose face was still a little unnatural, did not hide his shock at all, and looked behind him with his eyes.

There, the woman wearing a cyan immortal skirt with towering peaks and mountains in front of her looked as cold as frost at this time, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with murderous intent.

In her hand, a slender blue-green sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and there were sharp sword rays undulating on it, like a green snake spitting letters.

The woman looked at the brother's unbridled thief, and spit out word by word:

"The thief suffers death."

Every time she spits out one more word, in Jiang Sinan's spiritual sense, the spiritual pressure on her body will be stronger.

When the last word "death" was spit out, the spiritual pressure emanating from her body suddenly shook, and she saw the sun as if the clouds were clear.

Jiang Sinan's sword eyebrows jumped wildly in an instant, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, feeling that his life had suddenly become a little magical.

Yuan...... Baby...... Baby?!