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This kind of man is a scumbag, and when he meets beauty, he abandons the woman who accompanies him. Pinshu.com

Although Yan Xiaomo didn't have a good impression of that Rongrong, the man who saw this kind of flower heart was even more disgusted.

It's just that Yuan Qing didn't know Yan Xiaomo's disgust at all, and thought that Yan Xiaomo's rejection was a means for her to get away with it.

"Senior sister, don't worry, as long as you agree to be a senior brother's immortal couple, senior brother will definitely love you and love you well." Yuan Qing's gaze moved under the graceful body, even through the clothes, he could feel how beautiful the inside of the clothes was, but it was a pity that he was not in the infant stage, otherwise he could directly pass through the clothes to see the beautiful spring inside.

swallowed a mouthful of saliva raw, and his face showed greed.

"Senior brother, I can't help but think too highly of myself, are you worthy of me?" Yan Xiaomo turned around, squinted at Yuan Qing with disdain, and looked at the lewdness on his face. Evil, Dai's eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

How could Tianshan Gate have such a disgusting existence?

Yuan Qing heard this, and his face was lewd. The evil is still there, and there is a trace of anger.

"What do you mean by this, senior brother, where am I not worthy of you?" Yuan Qing thinks that he is also the dream lover of most junior sisters in Tianshan Gate, and his cultivation qualifications are good, he was still a prince when he was in the world, and his appearance is naturally needless to say.

In terms of qualifications, on cultivation, on net worth, and on appearance, what is he not worthy of this little junior sister?

Yan Xiaomo glanced at Yuan Qing contemptuously, smiled coldly, and said, "It's not worthy of anything." ”

In the world of cultivating immortals, you don't see everywhere, you don't look at your life experience, you look at your cultivation, and the higher your cultivation, the more you can surrender.

The cultivation of Yuan Qing in front of him is only the same rank as her, and Yan Xiaomo called him a senior brother for the sake of Xuanyuan Jing's face.

This man is very different from the three masters.

"Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, Senior Sister's life experience in the mortal world is just a butcher's daughter, and in terms of cultivation, she is just a small Qi Transformation Cultivator, Senior Brother is better than you everywhere, why can't you be worthy?" Yuan Qing had a hint of ridicule on his face, he must get this woman, but there was no chance to make a move in the Tianshan Gate, and when she left the Tianshan Gate, he would definitely make her kneel under him and cry and beg him.

Let her know that she is just a stinky female cousin.

"People go to high places, and water flows to low places, I didn't expect senior brother to be so proud of his cultivation." Yan Xiaomo smiled sarcastically, thinking that she was a great Ning Dan monk, and if she fought with Yuan Qing now, the probability of her winning was ninety percent.

"Does Senior Sister look down on Senior Brother's cultivation?" Yuan Qing's hand under his sleeve was tightly twisted into a fist.

Yan Xiaomodai raised her eyebrows, and said with a shocked face: "You found out about this, I thought you wouldn't know." ”

Damn, this damned woman!

"Senior sister, don't lose your temper with your senior brother, as long as you obediently be your senior brother's immortal, senior brother promises that he will only spoil you and love you alone in the future, and senior brother will help you cultivate and make you progress." Yuan Qing said with a generous face, he thought that the reason why Xianzhu said this was nothing more than because he had snubbed her before.

He thought that as long as Zhizhi threw an olive branch, this woman would happily forgive him for his previous mistakes.

"Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it." Yan Xiaomo snorted coldly, I really don't know what this man thinks, do you really think she is so rare with him?

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