"Leader Jiang, can't I come in too?" Ah Zhu asked pitifully.
"Well, no, no outsiders can be present when I'm healing people. Don't worry, I will definitely save your mother-in-law."
Jiang Siming had evil intentions, but actually he just wanted to see what the famous purple-shirted Dragon King looked like.
Ah Zhu believed it to be true and waited outside obediently.
Jiang Siming closed the door, walked to the couch where Granny Jinhua lay, and looked at Granny Jinhua, whose face was deeply wrinkled and extremely ugly.
Jiang Siming raised his lips. He didn't expect that the Purple Shirt Dragon King was also proficient in the art of disguise. His makeup skills were so awesome that he could even keep up with Jiang Lan's makeup skills.
Although in front of outsiders this makeup technique can look fake and no one notices it, in Jiang Siming's eyes it is just a piece of cake.
As he spoke, Jiang Siming easily touched the edge of the fake skin on Grandma Jinhua's face, gently picked it up, and then slowly tore it off.
After a while, the fake skin was torn off, and Granny Jinhua, no, it was the Dragon King in purple, revealing the true face of Lushan.
Oops!
Jiang Siming was also amazed when he saw the true appearance of the Purple Shirt Dragon King.
Her skin is like gelatin, her almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, her beauty is peerless, and her face is dazzling, her face is radiant, and her beauty is indescribable.
Everywhere you go is filled with brilliance and beauty beyond compare.
No wonder the purple-shirted Dragon King was called the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world.
Back then, the Golden Retriever Lion King and his envoy Fan Yao turned against each other because they fell in love with the Purple Shirt Dragon King.
The Golden Retriever Lion King quit the Ming Cult in anger and retired to Ice and Fire Island.
No wonder they can fight so hard and have such a beautiful relationship.
Although he already has a child, the purple-shirted Dragon King, who is over thirty years old, is still stunningly beautiful and gorgeous.
It is impossible for people to associate an ugly old woman with her.
At this time, the purple-robed Dragon King temporarily woke up from his coma, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Siming's face, which was even more handsome than hers, a male face.
If the purple-shirted Dragon King is the most beautiful man in the martial arts world among men in the martial arts world, then Jiang Siming must be the most beautiful man in the martial arts world in the eyes of women. This is absolutely undisputed.
Even when the purple-robed Dragon King saw him, he couldn't help but lose consciousness and his heartbeat for a moment.
But when he thought that he was just an old woman now, the Purple Shirt Dragon King breathed a sigh of relief. He would definitely not be able to see his gaffe.
"Leader Jiang..."
Just as the purple-robed Dragon King was about to speak, he discovered that Jiang Siming's hand was a human skin mask!
The purple-robed Dragon King was shocked. Isn't this her disguise mask?
Could it be?
The purple-robed Dragon King subconsciously raised his weak hand and touched his face. It was as smooth as jade, not the wrinkled mask at all.
"How could you!" The purple-robed Dragon King was angry and stared at Jiang Siming with his beautiful eyes.
Jiang Siming smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't be angry, Purple Shirt Dragon King. I've known your identity for a long time. I just want to confirm it today. If you don't want Ah Zhu to know, you'd better settle the matter and let it go."
The expression on the purple-robed Dragon King's face changed several times, and finally he chose to swallow his anger, angrily snatched the mask back from Jiang Siming's hand, and tried to get up.
"Leader Jiang, it seems that my mother-in-law, Jinhua, has come to the wrong place. I'll leave right now so I won't bother you...Pfft!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the angry purple-robed Dragon King vomited out another mouthful of blood, and then fell on the couch again.
Jiang Siming said happily: "If you are injured, just be honest and that's it. What else can you do?"
The purple-robed Dragon King was ashamed and angry, and wanted to say something, but Jiang Siming had already grabbed her wrist and started to feel her pulse.
This kind of contact between a man and a woman made the purple-shirted Dragon King feel like he was electrocuted. He wanted to pull back, but he didn't expect that Jiang Siming's hand was like an iron hoop, unable to pull away at all.
"If you move any more, your injuries will spread all over your body, and it will be difficult for the gods to save you. Don't rely on me to die." Jiang Siming said leisurely.
The purple-robed Dragon King had no choice but to turn away and ignore Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming didn't always take advantage of others. He checked Wanmai and said: "Your injury is very serious. I need to heal your injuries. Please take off your clothes."
In fact, a fairy bean is all it takes. Jiang Siming obviously did it on purpose.
Purple Shirt Dragon King: “????”
"I don't want it! Don't even think about it! Just let me die!" The Purple Shirt Dragon King refused on the spot and said nothing.
"It's not up to you." Jiang Siming sneered. His attitude towards women has never been that of a licking dog.
In the real world, he has the same attitude towards Jiang Lan as before, but in the dungeon, he is even more unscrupulous.
Weren't Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, and Ding Minjun all conquered by him in this way? Where did the Purple Shirt Dragon King go?
In this dungeon world, whatever he wants is his, no matter who you are, the Purple Shirt Dragon King or the Shancai Dragon King, he is so domineering.
Jiang Siming made a move with both hands, and the purple-robed Dragon King was immediately unable to move and sat up from the bed.
The purple-robed Dragon King was horrified by the depth of Jiang Siming's cultivation, and at the same time he was horrified to find that he was unable to move even without having his acupoints tapped, and could not even speak.
Then, Jiang Siming made another move in the void, and all the clothes on her body fell off!
The purple-robed Dragon King was shocked. He wanted to speak but found that he couldn't speak at all. He could only watch as his clothes slipped off, revealing his beautiful body.
...
I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Siming opened the door, and Ah Zhu hurried over with a worried look on his face and asked about his mother-in-law's condition.
"Don't worry, your mother-in-law is fine. She can recover as long as she rests in Mount Emei for a while. You can live here with peace of mind. No one can bully you here."
Jiang Siming said with a smile on his face. When Ah Zhu saw Jiang Siming's good-looking appearance, he couldn't help but lower his head in inferiority.
Jiang Siming is such a handsome man, but she is ugly.
How could Jiang Siming's exquisite heart not know A'Zhu's mood? A'Zhu was actually a very beautiful girl, but her face was disfigured because of her practice of Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisonous Hands.
"A Zhu, your face can actually be healed. Do you need my help?" Jiang Siming asked knowingly.
Ah Zhu raised his head in surprise and said, "Really? Leader Jiang."
"Hey, you don't have to call me Alliance Leader Jiang. Just like them, just call me Mr. Jiang, or call me Brother Jiang. Only my good girls can call me that." Jiang Siming said with a bad smile.
Ah Zhu's face turned red and he nodded like a mosquito.
"That's alright, you can stay in Mount Emei. I'll ask my disciples to arrange the best rooms for you, so you can rest in peace," Jiang Siming said.
"How long will we stay there?" A Zhu asked.
"I have the final say here as to how long you want to stay. Besides, you and your mother-in-law need to rest for their illness. You will have to live on Mount Emei for at least a year." Jiang Siming fully demonstrated his deception skills.
He deliberately treated them slowly and left the two of them to stay slowly on Mount Emei. After getting used to waiting, he wanted them to leave, and they probably were reluctant to leave. (To be continued)