"Little girl? Are you making me laugh?" Ming Xiche's eyes were bright red, and his eyes were extremely evil. The corners of his lips raised an unruly arc, "Smelly old woman, you must be five thousand years old at least, and you are still here.
Isn’t it disgusting to pretend to be a pure lolita here?!”
Mu Yuhan's face suddenly turned pale.
She has never been said like this before, especially when the other person is a handsome guy, the impact can be imagined.
"You bastard! Don't call me an old woman! You brat, you've made me angry. I'm going to kill you!"
Mu Yuhan's whole body exuded a terrifying dark demonic energy, and a huge sickle suddenly appeared in her hand, five or six times larger than herself.
She waved the huge scythe, completely ignoring the cheap dragon behind her, and rushed towards Ming Xiche, slashing her head off, and her golden orchid short skirt floated up, revealing two beautiful white legs.
The humble dragon was behind Mu Yuhan, with two huge red hearts suddenly appearing in his red-black eyes, and the scenery under the witch's skirt was unobstructed.
"Hehehe, it turns out that the women of the demon clan are different. This kind of style is my favorite!"
The cheap dragon stretched out its claws and wiped the saliva from the corners of its lips. Two big words of sex appeared in its eyes, and two tubes of hot steam came out of its nose.
The huge scythe hit Ming Heechul's head, and Ming Heechul stretched out a silver spear to block the attack.
"Boom——"
The two magic weapons collided and made a huge noise. The surrounding airflow was disturbed and exploded.
At the same time, the bell on Mu Yuhan's waist suddenly rushed out, became huge in an instant, and hit Jianlong's head hard.
"Bastard! Is this girl something a wretched old man like you can peek at?!"
The cheap dragon jumped up, tore with its claws, and instantly scratched a bell. With a standard mean smile on his face, he said: "You dress like this, aren't you just to show off to men? I don't think so.
It's just to fulfill your wish, nothing to be pretentious about."
The cheap dragon was smiling lewdly, swiping its long tail wildly, and whipped towards Mu Yuhan's waist without any mercy.
Mu Yuhan's face turned cold.
The moment the ancient Extreme Fire Dragon's giant tail burning with blazing flames hit his body, his body quickly turned into a mass of dark demonic energy, which spread upward and downward.
"Hahaha! This girl's body is filled with dark demonic energy, and any attack is ineffective!"
The diffused dark demonic energy once again combined into a petite and beautiful little witch on the heads of Jianlong and Ming Heechul.
Mu Yuhan held a large scythe in her hand. The sharp blade of the scythe was blood red, as if she had just drank blood. There was a long blood red chain below the scythe, constantly rotating around her body.
"Witch." Jianlong narrowed his red-black eyes, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips with a furious expression, "What I like most is to tame women like you!"
The cheap dragon opened its mouth and faced Mu Yuhan with a dragon roar that resounded throughout the sky. The powerful dragon power spread over the entire Shengxiu Mountains.
Mu Yuhan's skirt was blown up by the strong wind, and her two long white legs were exposed, which could not be covered up at all.
"Hahaha~~Look, I have blown up your skirt. Your undershirt is pink, and there is a strawberry embroidered on it, hahahaha!" The cheap dragon laughed happily.