The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 387
Girls came on stage one after another, and when a woman in red came on stage, Wanwan's eyes lit up.

This girl is interesting, why is she interesting, because the makeup she imitates is so similar to Wanwan.

Wanwan looked at her signboard from a distance, Haitang.

Haitang is wearing a messy red robe, with tiny bells on her bare ankles. As she dances more and more unrestrainedly, the bells are ringing crisply, like the melodious music in Zuihualou, fascinating .

Wanwan heard the gasp and saliva of the man in Zuihualou.

Wanwan's brows were slightly cold, and she suddenly looked at the man before, wanting to see if that man was as intoxicated as these men.

Unexpectedly, the man had a sullen face, noticed her visit, and gave her a mocking look.

Wanwan: "..."

What did she do wrong again? That person is really sick!
However, Miss Haitang's dance is really good. If Haitang didn't deliberately imitate her makeup, maybe she would appreciate Haitang's dance even more. Wanwan's eyes flashed a chill.

Haitang twisted her white waist, followed the musician's tune, and stepped on the dance beat towards the table of the martial arts knight.

Wanwan's fingers were tightly gripping the railing, she wanted to see what the result would be, could Yun Yun be seduced by Miss Haitang?
Most men would not be able to resist this kind of lure-attraction.

Begonia was dancing beside Mo Feiyun.

The man from Zuihualou had fiery eyes, never leaving Haitang for a moment, watching her every move.

Mo Feiyun frowned, and glanced at other places, pretending to ignore Haitang.

suddenly--

Like a gust of wind, a person rushed in from the hall, before everyone could see her clearly.

"Bitch!"

With a bang, the clear and crisp slap hit Haitang on the face, knocking Haitang to the ground.

"what!"

The guests in the hall exclaimed, some people cherish the beauty, and most of them are watching the show.

No one knows the leader of the martial arts alliance.

And this girl who rushed in and knocked Haitang to the ground, everyone has heard a little bit about it.

Could it be that Yun has a fiancée, could it be her?
The woman grabbed Haitang's hair and shouted coldly: "How dare you seduce this lady's man, you want to die!"

While speaking, she grabbed Haitang's clothes vigorously.

"Don't!!!" Haitang struggled in horror, the bells on her feet rang because of the struggle.

Haitang was so ashamed and angry that it was one thing to take off her clothes to seduce a guest, but it was completely over for her to be forcibly insulted.

"Painting fan!" Mo Feiyun stopped lightly.

Shen Huafan snorted coldly, and even snatched Dao Potian's knife and slashed at Haitang.

"Ah—" There were screams in the lobby of Zuihualou.

Dao Potian didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to snatch his knife, and he was snatched away without realizing it for a while. Seeing that the knife with a cold light was about to hit Haitang, some girls couldn't bear to cover their eyes.

A silver-white whip passed through the void and entangled the knife, pulling it hard to prevent it from moving.

The sharp knife was only a finger away from the tip of Haitang's nose, and she turned pale with fright and trembled.

Everyone's eyes were no longer on Haitang, but on the owner of the silver whip.

On the railing on the second floor, a woman was sitting leisurely, with picturesque eyebrows, a little cinnabar on her forehead, and a small silver bell on her slightly exposed white ankle. With her swaying feet, she made a subtle and pleasant sound.

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　　Thank you Miao Xiaomi, Xi Sanshao, Wan Xijiang, Jiuyue, 97, and self-made affectionate rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)