Two geniuses entered the killer's den where the throne started, how could they not have weak legs?

When the killer white wolf approached, the only thing Yingying Que'er could do was to lean as close as possible to Mr. Xu's back, seeking a sense of security.

Fortunately, White Wolf's target is no longer them.

When he came to the teleportation array with a green light in his eyes, he reached out and lifted the sick man's chin.

"This turtle..."

Bai Lang paused for a moment before correcting his slip of the tongue and said solemnly: "Your Majesty!"

There was a burst of laughter behind him.

Some are disgusted, some are watching the show, some want to cut it off halfway, and some are looking forward to the excitement on the spot...

The lust in Bai Lang's eyes could no longer be suppressed, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "May I ask, what is your name?"

"Being watched, passive value, +365."

"Being expected, passive value, +288."

"Subject to fantasy, passive value, +66."

"..."

The information bar was vibrating wildly.

Xu Xiaoshou's head went numb when he saw the "fantasy" in the last line.

He cursed the Eight Masters again...

However, the three sticks of incense refreshed my understanding again and again.

The meeting gift they gave this time was even more amazing than the gold-medal hunting order killers on Guyin Cliff, under the deep sea, and on Void Island!

I'm really not here to cause trouble...

But this is really unbearable...

The sick man closed his fan, lowered his eyes, saw the finger that lifted his chin, and said in a shocking voice:

"You want to fuck me?"

Yingying Que'er's head buzzed, and she raised her eyes in shock, looking at Mr. Xu's good-looking but suddenly disgusting profile.

The white wolf's green eyes were fixed, then his lower body trembled, he opened his mouth and licked his tongue:

"You want it too?"

Update the frying pan in the lobby.

No one would have thought that this sick young man who was so direct could actually be a temperamental person!

Don’t reject the white wolf, but enjoy it?

"Being expected, passive value, 165."

"Being disliked, passive value, 198."

The sick man looked around and looked at the group of excited and shouting killers behind Bai Lang, with a smile on his face:

"Who else wants to sleep with me?"

Wow.

The crowd at the rear was excited and inexplicably excited.

Everyone's emotions seemed to be stirred up by a big invisible hand, but they didn't even know it:

"White Wolf, I think you're going to be in trouble, you can't beat him!"

"Haha, count me in, I'll join you too."

"Hey, I can't bear it anymore... Count me in! I want it too!"

"plus one."

"Add one."

"Then you play, and I'll watch from the side. I'm a pervert."

"..."

When the noise reached its peak.

"Shh." The sick young man closed the paper fan, took Bai Lang's fingers away from under his chin, and shushed.

In an instant, everyone in the audience fell silent.

Not only the killers in the hall, but also the trembling waiters with lower cultivation levels felt that the air pressure suddenly dropped.

"What do you want to do?" Bai Lang was having sex and had not noticed anything unusual yet.

The assassins behind had already noticed something was wrong.

This trend...

Just one boo affected all the killers in the hall, including even Taixu.

This sick young man is not a simple person!

That’s right, how can any simple person come out of the teleportation array? Why did you ignore this just now?

"White Wolf! This is not the right idea, retreat!" someone yelled in shock.

Zhan Dao's white wolf finally realized something.

He wanted to get away, but he felt trapped in the quagmire and found it difficult to move.

"Who are you!" Bai Lang panicked. He was in a position of power, but it seemed that the person taking advantage was not the sick young man in front of him, but a missing person.

With a brush, the tightly closed folding fan in the sick man's hand was thrown open, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the thick ink characters on the fan:

"I'm Xu Gusheng!"

But before anyone could read out the name, the sick young master Xu Gusheng's face turned as cold as a god of death as he opened the roll call and said coldly:

"Everyone."

"exist!"

"Those who just reported the count will be killed."
Chapter completed!