"Boss Dai, this is really for our happiness! You see, there are only a few beauties in the academy, but there are so many boys. This guy is much handsomer than us. If you don't teach him a lesson and make him calmer, this beauty will not have our own affairs!"

"Awkward, vulgar!"

"Boss Dai, I don't know you yet? Be honest between you and me!"

"You can speak quietly!"

"I understand, I understand, bitch..."

...

Dai Mubai always felt that Zhu Zhuqing's eyes looked at Daofeng a little differently. He clenched his fists and let go, and sighed.

What qualifications does he have to be dissatisfied?

...

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the direction of the well through the window and started practicing.

The blade took out a bottle, and there was a label on it, saying "Blood Washing Meal", which was left by the owner of the soul guide.

Without this powder, these blood-covered clothes cannot be washed clean with clean water.

He whistled and slowly washed.

...

"Someone is here?"

The blade was a little surprised.

Ma Hongjun walked over carefully.

"Hongjun, are you going to find the place? It's said that a gentleman will take revenge for ten years, so anxious?"

Blade flirted.

Ma Hongjun's face turned red, but fortunately it was hard to see in the dark night.

"No, no, that, I, I, I, are here to thank you!"

The blade turned around and looked at the awkward Ma Hongjun and smiled:

"You're welcome, go back to practice or sleep."

Ma Hongjun was stunned. This guy was so gentle, not like he had just happened.

"Um!"

When Ma Hongjun turned around and left, he saw a touch of red reflected from the barrel of the blade in the clothes reflected by the moonlight.

After pausing for a moment, I went back.

He remembered the sword of the Blade.

This man has truly faced death!

The blade continued to clean the clothes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: They are all good people, don’t die easily.
Chapter completed!