"Can we talk properly? Don't always make comments like tigers and wolves!" Jiang Siming said with a wry smile.
Although the Snow Emperor has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he has no idea about some taboos for humans.
"It's up to you, men always mean what they say!" Snow Emperor said disdainfully.
"I..." Jiang Siming was in a bitter mood at the moment. Everything he thought about could be known by the other party. What a joke!
However, while the two were talking, the battle in the ring had also entered a fierce stage. Huo Yuhao finally used the Ice Emperor's ability.
Feeling the Ice Emperor's aura, the Snow Emperor, who was sitting peacefully in the waiting area, finally had a slight fluctuation in his mood.
"Bing'er, how could it be Bing'er's aura!" The Snow Emperor stood up angrily, letting out a breath of extreme cold air.
Although hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation were all gone in one day, the power of the Snow Emperor had never weakened.
"Calm down!" Jiang Siming pressed down on Snow Emperor's jade shoulder, forcibly suppressing the cold air back into Snow Emperor's body.
The Snow Emperor will know about the fact that the Ice Emperor has become Huo Yuhao's soul sooner or later, and Jiang Siming has no intention of hiding it.
"Is that Bing'er's aura?" Snow Emperor looked at Jiang Siming, his eyes full of coldness.
The beauty was angry, and the indifferent Snow Emperor was really angry this time!
"Don't worry, the Ice Emperor is not really dead! It's just that his soul resides in Huo Yuhao's body!"
"What's the difference between this and death?" Snow Emperor said in a cold tone, looking at Huo Yuhao on the ring with eyes filled with murderous intent.
A soul master can live for a few hundred years at most, and the Snow Emperor simply didn't believe that the Ice Emperor was voluntarily inhabiting a soul master.
"Not only is your catastrophe imminent, the Ice Emperor is also approaching a catastrophe! So I bet my life on Huo Yuhao!" Jiang Siming explained.
Emperor Xue gradually calmed down, looked at Jiang Siming questioningly and said, "You mean this kid can become a god?"
Jiang Siming nodded. Huo Yuhao is the lucky son of this generation. If Jiang Siming doesn't interfere, becoming a god is inevitable.
"You fart! If it's so easy to become a god! Have you lived like a dog in these ten thousand years?" Snow Emperor did not believe Jiang Siming's words at all.
Jiang Siming was stunned. This was the first time he saw the always cold Snow Emperor get angry and even use foul language.
But it's no wonder that the Snow Emperor doesn't believe it. Even if he randomly finds a person who has never practiced cultivation and points at Huo Yuhao and says, "This kid can become a god, how many people will believe it?"
"Now that the matter has come to this, there is no way out! Can you still kill Huo Yuhao? That would be equivalent to killing the Ice Emperor!" Jiang Siming persuaded.
"Brother, brother!"
"I..."
Jiang Siming looked into the little fox's crystal clear eyes and felt like he was about to explode. The Snow Emperor and the little fox were not even prepared for the switch in consciousness.
Just now, Jiang Siming was persuading him earnestly, but the next second he was facing the innocent little fox, and Jiang Siming felt like he was stupid.
"Brother, I'm hungry!" The little fox pitifully got into Jiang Siming's arms and said coquettishly.
Jiang Siming took out some dried meat from the soul guide and slowly fed it into the little fox's mouth.
Jiang Siming gently stroked the little fox's back, and even through his clothes, he could feel the smooth jade touch.
Feeling the warmth of Jiang Siming's palm, the little fox narrowed his crescent eyes in comfort.
The highest level of masturbation is to masturbate a human being. Can you believe it?
Jiang Siming took a look at the battle situation in the ring and saw that Huo Yuhao, who had used his ultimate ice, had given Shrek an absolute advantage.
"Let's go! There's no point in staying any longer!" Jiang Siming shook his head and led the little fox out of the spirit fighting arena.
On the bustling street, the combination of a golden boy and a beautiful girl is really eye-catching.
Feeling the envious and jealous eyes of the people around him, Jiang Siming couldn't help but smile, which was considered a little bit of vanity as a human being.
Jiang Siming took the little fox to buy some loose clothes and prepared to return to the hotel.
However, as soon as he walked out of the clothing store, Jiang Siming's eyes changed slightly.
Because he was slightly taller and older, the man stood in front of Jiang Siming.
"Brother!" The little fox was a little scared and pulled Jiang Siming's clothes and hid behind Jiang Siming.
"Get out of the way!" Jiang Siming said without any politeness. Jiang Siming probably guessed the identity of the other party.
"Little guy, sell her to me, the terms are whatever you want!" The burly man crossed his hands on his chest and said calmly.
"Sell Ye Xishui to me on any terms you want!" Jiang Simingsi replied unceremoniously.
"Little guy, although I am surprised how you figured out my identity? But do you know that you are looking for death?" The burly man stared at Jiang Siming with cold eyes.
Jiang Siming also stared back without giving in.
There was a huge flow of people around, and no one seemed to notice that there were two masters competing among the crowd.
"Your Excellency is indeed very strong. Qin Jian is so young. At such a young age, he has reached the limit that I have waited for a hundred years to pursue! It is really unfathomable!" Long Xiaoyao said with a relieved smile, and the name Jiang Siming also changed.
The change is obviously a recognition of Jiang Siming's strength.
Jiang Siming snorted coldly and pulled the little fox to Long Xiaoyao's side.
"No matter how strong you are, it can't fill your guilt-filled heart! You have lived for hundreds of years, but your brain is not enough! How sad!" Jiang Siming left a few words coldly and never looked back.
He left with the little fox.
Long Xiaoyao looked at Jiang Siming's retreating figure. The confident smile on his face gradually disappeared and became very complicated.
"Who is this person?"
Although Jiang Siming said it very cryptically, Long Xiaoyao had a feeling that Jiang Siming understood him very well.
…
Star King Hotel, in a luxurious suite.
"Little ancestor, can you put on your clothes?" Jiang Siming looked at him with a headache, jumping up and down, and the little fox, who was as white as jade, was smiling so happily!
Shake, shake, shake!
Jiang Siming's titanium alloy dog eyes were almost blinded.
Don’t ask how you persevere? Ask about perseverance!
"Dong dong dong!"
Just when Jiang Siming had a severe headache, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Jiang Siming asked nervously next time.
After all, if someone saw this, even jumping into the Yellow River would not be able to wash it away!
"Me!" A pleasant voice came from outside the door.
"Ma Xiaotao?" Jiang Siming didn't expect why the other party knocked on his door.
"Is something wrong?" Jiang Siming grabbed the little fox that was still jumping around and covered his mouth.
The little fox moved back and forth in Jiang Siming's arms, and the delicate skin rubbed against it made Jiang Siming more and more angry.
"Crack!"
Jiang Siming slapped the little fox on the buttocks.
The little fox who was slapped by Jiang Siming immediately became quiet and looked at Jiang Siming with tearful eyes.
As if asking why we hit ourselves, didn't we have a lot of fun just now?
"Nothing, I just heard some movement in your room!"
Seeing Jiang Siming not opening the door for a long time, Ma Xiaotao couldn't help but feel doubtful in her heart, but she didn't open the door rashly.
"It's okay, I was just exercising!" Jiang Siming explained stiffly.
"exercise?"
I don't think even one person believed this bad reason, but Ma Xiaotao still suppressed her curiosity and did not push the door open.