"Then, I'll let you chop, come on!"

"Let you vent your anger, that's all."

Lu Yunxiao spread his hands and said, "Death is like home."

He thought that by saying this, Ling Qingzhu would stop.

In the end, Ling Qingzhu was really not merciless at all, she raised her sword and pointed it at him and struck him down.

And one split lasts most of the day.

Lu Yunxiao didn't mess up a hair, but Ling Qingzhu herself was exhausted.

However, after being hit with so many swords, Lu Yunxiao felt depressed.

Seeing the opportunity, Lu Yunxiao grabbed Ling Qingzhu's arm, put his right hand around Ling Qingzhu's waist, and hugged her directly.

The next moment, Lu Yunxiao aimed at the delicate red lips and pressed them directly.

(End of chapter)


Chapter completed!