"I was holding my breath at that time. I wanted to compete with my senior brother. As for women, I couldn't be so fascinated that I just ignored them."
Red Fish sneered: "Then what did you do to me?"
"Let's not talk about how many times you blackmailed Fourth Master into letting me accompany you. Let's talk about that time in the kitchen..."
When Red Fish said this, he suddenly couldn't continue.
His cheeks were as hot as fire, and his voice trembled as he said: "None of the words are true, bah, you are a bitch."
It was rare for Jiang Yuezhong to remain calm at first, but Hongyu's shy and charming appearance suddenly made him angry.
His breathing was rapid, his Adam's apple rolled, and he turned over and pressed the woman next to him under him.
"You're right, I just don't want other men to touch you."
"Not even Chen Xuanjun can do it."
"What's mine can only be mine."
"Let me enjoy it all."
He was like a mad wolf, roaring in a deep voice.
A room full of spring water is like mist.
I could only hear the woman's mournful cry, like weeping.
"Don't, don't tear your socks, Chen Xuanjun saw it when I left."
"Yeah, don't use your mouth, you bitch."
...
At the same time, Xiaguo Village, fifty miles north of Kyoto.
Behind the dense bamboo forest, in the kitchen of the dilapidated three-story building.
An old man with a black tumor on his chin is doing a ritual.
Burn incense, white candles, copper coins, swords, and soul-calling umbrellas.
Everything is serious and the atmosphere is weird.
"Three incense to worship heaven and earth, a piece of paper for wandering souls. The candlelight shines on the dark path, and the money is sprinkled on the dead."
"Little devil from all directions, listen to my orders. There is a female Red Fish, who currently lives in the Chen family's mansion in Kyoto. She is the adopted daughter of the Chen family."
"You can get my incense, accept my worship, help me eliminate disasters, and quickly go and follow me."
"Crack."
The copper coin sword picked up three pillars of burning incense, and a thick black mist suddenly appeared on the wooden table.
The black mist turned into sixteen black shadows in an instant, greedily absorbing the few white smoke echoing above the incense burner.
The old man looked tense and said: "For my eyes and ears, if I don't leave now, how long will it take?"
"Buzz buzz buzz."
The wooden table shook constantly, as if an earthquake was coming.
Soon, sixteen black shadows disappeared into the air.
At the same time, the old man with sarcoma bit his index finger, picked up the blank yellow talisman on the table, and smeared it with flying colors.
"Open your eyes."
He roared loudly, and the yellow talisman he drew spontaneously ignited without fire.
He caught the falling ashes with his palms and slammed them into his eyes.
Tens of seconds later, the old man with sarcoma's eyelids twitched, showing a proud look.
He was clearly standing in the kitchen, but what he saw was the outside world.
"Fourth Master, Fourth Master, you are killing me." The old man with sarcoma complained incessantly: "Jiang Yuezhong claims to be the seventh in the world and the thirteenth level of martial arts. How can you ask me to approach him unscrupulously?
"
"Sixteen little devils, it's not easy for me to raise them. The value is at least more than ten million."
"Money is a trivial matter. I'm just afraid that once Jiang Yuezhong discovers my existence, he will never be able to leave me a way to survive."
The old man with sarcoma said anxiously: "Try your best, I can only try my best."
