But just then, the door opened.

I saw a figure in a white dress appear in front of the door, and the visitor was about to enter the room when he bent over.

He suddenly saw Fang Shaoyun in the room, as well as the calcified matter on the ground that had not completely dissipated.

He immediately became angry and scolded: "You killed my daughter, you damned slut!" ”

The person who came was Mrs. Eight Feet, nearly three meters tall, wearing the white dress of a medieval aristocracy, wearing an expanded brim hat on her head, and holding a lady's smoking gun in her hand.

As for Mrs. Eight Feet, she wore a necklace inlaid with pigeon's blood around her neck, and three bright red roses pinned to her chest, which corresponded to her three daughters.

I saw her bending down and barely walking into the room, looking at Fang Shaoyun condescendingly, and her left fingernails instantly became longer.

Fang Shaoyun retreated and explained, "It's not me, it's your daughter who invited me to play a game." ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to look up and admire the other party, which shows that Mrs. Eight Feet' "gift" is very well integrated.

The whole appearance is maintained at 44 years old, even if there are traces of wind and snow on her face, but she still can't hide the charm of her own.

The eight-foot lady with a lady's cigarette gun in her hand has the temperament of a noblewoman all over her body.

As for the white dress on the body, it is tightly attached to the body, showing its charming figure to the fullest, and people can't help but take a second look at it for a while.

Mrs. Eight Feet found that Fang Shaoyun not only swept her whole body with dirty eyes, but also made a slurp from time to time.

immediately put the cigarette gun aside, and a pair of sharp blades grew out of his hands, and the other party Shaoyun scolded: "You damn man, you not only killed my daughter, but also dared to look at me so presumptuously." When I put your eyes down, I'll peel you off. ”

After speaking, he immediately stretched out his claws and waved them at Fang Shaoyun.

Fortunately, the difference between the two was very far, Fang Shaoyun directly threw the chair on the side to Mrs. Bachi's body, and stepped aside and said, "Why is the anger so big, I'm here to help you." The mother goddess Miranda brought a baby, do you know where she came from? ”

Mrs. Eight Feet faced the flying chair and waved her right hand directly, and the chair was easily cut into three pieces like tofu.

But after hearing Fang Shaoyun's words, he paused and looked at him.

Fang Shaoyun looked at the chair cut into three pieces, and thought to himself: This claw is really terrifying, if Ethan doesn't become a fungus beast. Otherwise, I don't know how many hundred times I've died.

Seeing that Mrs. Eight Feet no longer took action, Fang Shaoyun spoke again: "That baby girl is not simple, it is the container that the mother goddess Miranda specially resurrected for her daughter Eva. ”

"The anchor is really arrogant, he killed the other party's daughter, and chatted with the other party so calmly."

"This eight-foot lady is really tall, she should be three meters, right? But it's a good feeling. ”

"It's really hard upstairs, how old are you, you can still do it."

"When I was young, I didn't know the fragrance of a rich woman, and I mistook Lori for a treasure. Young people, listen to the advice of the past, don't fall too deep. ”

"Abba Aba, so big, so white!"

"It's crazy upstairs, take it away. It's a pity that this anchor doesn't go to be a salesman, he really comes out of his mouth. ”

"Anchor, why don't you run yet. Is it difficult to ask children to drive big cars? Can I watch the rest of the story? ”

……

After listening to Fang Shaoyun's words, Mrs. Eight Feet fell into silence, as if she was thinking about something.

And Fang Shaoyun looked at the other party's appearance, and complained in his heart: It's really a criticism, anyway, you will know this information sooner or later, it is better to let me coax you well.

Then he looked to the left of Mrs. Eight Feet, where there was a gap.

As for the distance from the door, slowing down time seems to be enough.

Just as Fang Shaoyun was choosing an escape route, Mrs. Eight Feet raised her head and looked at Fang Shaoyun and said, "Do you have any other information available?" If you don't, you'll have to die here. ”

Jinnyima is a ruthless woman, more than labor.

Fang Shaoyun thought dissatisfiedly, and then spoke again: "Yes, I still have more!" ”

Then he immediately used the time to slow down, and ran behind Mrs. Eight Feet with her stunned expression.

Nima, this guy is so tall, he made a mistake.

So Fang Shaoyun gritted his teeth and jumped up, and said next to Mrs. Eight-Foot's ear: "I still have a secret I forgot to say, your ass is really warped!" ”

Then he took the fly swatter and slapped it the plump buttocks of Mrs. Eight Feet.

As time slowed down, the flesh on Mrs. Eight's ass rippled, and her tight clothes became soft.

When Fang Shaoyun saw that he had succeeded in the blow, he immediately retreated to the door of the room, facing Mrs. Eight Feet.

And this series of things only happens in a breath.

When everything returned to normal, Mrs. Eight Feet was the first to feel the tingling sensation coming from her buttocks, which made her moan. Moaning.

Then came the humiliating words that came into her ears and the shame that came after realizing it, and the combination of the two directly made Mrs. Eight Feet angry.

Swinging his claws directly around the room, the furniture was damaged to varying degrees. Bella's dresser was cut in half, and the cotton in the three-piece bed flew out.

Floating in the air, it makes the whole room look even more cluttered.

"What happened just now, wasn't the anchor in the room just now? How did I run out of the room? ”

"It's new upstairs, and from what I can see, the anchor should have a skill for slowing down time, and he's not affected."

"This is too powerful, but why did this eight-foot lady suddenly scream, do you have a kind answer?"

"I saw that the anchor ran behind Mrs. Eight Feet with his skills and slapped her ass with a fly swatter."

"Damn, are you so nasty?"

"Master, please bow to the apprentice!"

"Master, please bow to the apprentice!"

"Master, please bow to the apprentice!"

……

Then the entire live broadcast room brushed up this barrage, and the reward and exclamation value are increasing rapidly, and the next lottery is approaching.

Fang Shaoyun looked at the eight-foot lady in the room, plucked her ears with her little thumb, and said, "How is it, is it comfortable?" Hasn't this feeling been felt in decades? ”

"You're damned! I'm going to tear you to pieces! ”

"Huh?"

Fang Shaoyun raised the fly swatter in his hand and looked at Mrs. Eight Feet coldly.

Seeing that the other party was about to rush to the door, Fang Shaoyun used the ability to slow down time again.

This time, he slapped Mrs. Eight Feet hard on both sides of her buttocks, and immediately ran to one side.

Resisting the discomfort in his head, he ran straight out of the castle in one breath.