Wang Ping looked suspicious of life, silently raised the neckline of the hood and cape, and lowered the brim of the hat, covering half of his face, revealing only his eyes and nose.

It's like Jiang Qingyue is too embarrassed, and Wang Ping, as his subordinate, feels faceless.

After Ying Long changed into a human form and landed, he still looked at Jiang Qingyue with a playful gaze, full of bad taste and the meaning of successful revenge.

Xia Yue almost dragged the twisted Jiang Qingyue in front of everyone, and smiled proudly: "Dangdangdang - is it the perfect women's clothing boss?!"

I saw Jiang Qingyue wearing a Japanese maid skirt, revealing a large area of bare white body, and her chest was bulging with unknown things, revealing a pink-white bandeau with lace.

The dress was simply too short, and the skirt was only a quarter of the way up. Beneath it is a thigh that is even thinner and snow-white than a woman, forming an "absolute field" between the white over-the-knee socks.

Jiang Qingyue was wearing a pair of pink wedges on her feet with a bow on them.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like an underage beautiful girl playing role-playing. In addition, biting her moist lips, she has a pretty face flushed, and she looks embarrassed to see people, but I'm afraid that it will inevitably attract some lolicon covetous eyes on the street.

There was a sudden deathly silence at the scene, save for the "rustle" of the autumn wind blowing through the leaves.

"It's so cute. Qiushui murmured, his eyes straightened.

The three maids didn't even care about cultivation, so they rushed up directly to do something to Jiang Qingyue. pinching his face, rubbing his hair, and hugging again, Wang Ping's head was full of black lines, and he wanted to cry without tears.

"Sixth Prince, can you have a little bit of the dignity of a strong man?!" he said in grief.

Jiang Qingyue was at a loss, and her delicate little face was as red as the sunset.

Lin Fei looked at him like a fool, thinking that this thing didn't understand what the dignity of a strong man was.

Xia Yue said earnestly: "Brother, let my sister take a few photos for you? It doesn't matter if you don't know what photography is, you just do what I say." ”

Jiang Qingyue had a very bad feeling in her heart, and she was about to shake her head like a rattle.

Xia Yue shook his arm and said coquettishly: "Just cooperate, okay? You see that my sister invited you to eat so many delicious foods, bought so many beautiful clothes, and took you to play for so long, and the money was spent......"

Jiang Qingyue was obviously a typical example of eating soft rather than hard, so she was embarrassed for a while, and asked cautiously: "Is it difficult to make money now?"

Xia Yue nodded busily: "Sister, for you, I can't eat!"

Lin Fei wanted to complain, Xia Yue was from an ancient martial arts family. Not to mention the salary paid by the young family every month, even if the pocket money is 350,000 a month, how can she say so badly?

Jiang Qingyue finally reluctantly agreed.

Then Xia Yue showed a devilish smile and suddenly became excited.

"Yes, yes, my brother just sat down and straightened his legs!"

"Look at the camera... Uh, what's a lens? You just look at what I've got in my hands. ”

"Oh yes, pull up the skirt a little bit, wow, that's great!"

"Come on, be a scissorhand like me, and have a good laugh. ”

Jiang Qingyue became more and more panicked, and finally protested in a low voice, holding down the little skirt shyly: "That... Sister, can you not look at it from below. ”

The corners of Ji Yaoguang's mouth twitched slightly, and she felt that Xia Yue, who was lying on the ground taking pictures, was like a female BT......

"Huh? Okay, okay. Xia Yue smiled, and then stood up.

Jiang Qingyue's scalp was numb for a while, and she reminded: "Sister, you take pictures when you take pictures, why are you still drooling?"

Xia Yue wiped the corners of her mouth, and pretended to be puzzled: "Is there one?"

Lin Fei couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to interrupt loudly: "That's enough." ”

Xia Yue settled down at this time, and she didn't dare to come nonsense again.

"You just let her toss like that?" Lin Fei looked at Jiang Qingyue, and suddenly felt the urge to kick him away.

Jiang Qingyue lowered her head and said cautiously: "I spent a lot of money on Sister Xia Yue. And... The dresses she bought were so beautiful. ”

Wang Ping took a deep breath and looked like he was about to collapse.

Seeing that Lin Fei fell into silence, Jiang Qingyue tentatively said, "Don't you think these skirts are beautiful?"

In the face of everyone's sluggishness, he silently added: "Although it is a little embarrassing......"

Lin Fei bowed slightly, and said with emotion: "It's not easy, it turns out that you also know how to be ashamed." ”

He thought of Zhong Tianya and Liu Yang, and fell into deep thought for a while. Why is there always such a strange thing among his protégés?

"Tianzun, do you want me to kill him?" Nu Lu looked at Jiang Qingyue with a solemn expression, believing that he had caused Lin Fei a headache.

"Don't make a mess. Lin Fei waved his hand, looked at Jiang Qingyue and said, "Stand down, I don't want to see you." ”

Seeing that Jiang Qingyue still wanted to fight for it, Lin Fei's voice sank by two points: "Stand down." ”

Jiang Qingyue immediately closed her mouth, looking pitiful, and left like a sinister baby who had been kicked out of the house.

Wang Ping was so relieved that he couldn't help but be so embarrassed outside, and just wanted to find a "hotel" that Xia Yue said to live in as soon as possible.

Well, you have to give the sixth son a good ideological education lesson, otherwise this problem will become more and more serious!

Xia Yue watched Jiang Qingyue leave, and didn't forget to remind her loudly: "Hey, don't forget the mobile phone I gave you, call at any time!"

Ji Yaoguang shook his head and sighed sincerely: "If the people of the Heavenly Demon Palace are all like him, I think this Dao system is over." ”

Wu Moling nodded thoughtfully.

......

Rice Country, the backup base of the Shadow Grim Reaper.

Strangely, there were a few Dongying people here.

A samurai with two swords at his waist, a black-clad masked ninja, and an onmyoji in a white robe, a high hat, and a paper fan.

Davidian brought a translator with him and received them personally.

"Your Excellency Davidian, I heard that you Shadow Reaper have mastered the power to connect with Hell?" Onmyoji Abe Shinmura wore a layer of white foundation on his face, and he looked a little frighteningly pale.

After listening to the translator's retelling in English, David replied, "Not bad." Hell will soon come, that's the answer from the demons over there!"

The translator immediately repeated it in Japanese.

The faces of several Dongying people suddenly changed, and they secretly said in their hearts that it was the right time to surrender in advance!

"Onmyoji Abe's lineage!"

"Chaoxiang Palace Sword Saint Bloodline!"

"Shimada Ninja Pulse!"

They performed the "Tuxia Seat" ceremony, bowed deeply with their five bodies, and said in unison: "I am willing to surrender to Your Excellency and serve the Shadow Death!"