I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

"Besides, you're not like my Liliana, who peeled melon seeds for me, warmed my bed, and used me as a pillow." Mo Yusan stared at Luo Hao with a presumptuous gaze.

"If you say let me let go, I will let them go. Why? I've eaten your rice."

"Warm the bed? Peel the melon seeds?" Luo Hao smiled at Mo Yusan instead of getting angry. "Let me tell you why you should listen to me."

The girl held her head high, and shook her head, showing an uncontrollable arrogance.

Looking at Luo Hao like that, Mo Yusan suddenly felt that he had really been a bit too stubborn before.

"My Luo Hao is the tyrant, the absolute king, the supreme ruler."

"It's your honor to obey me, and it's your luck to be attacked by me." Although that inorganic announcement sounded inexplicable, Luo Hao's mouth was indeed indescribably smooth.

Just like the apple will fall down if you let go of your hand, Luo Hao's absurd remarks are as natural as drinking water.

"Just wait, wait for me to come to warm the bed and peel melon seeds for you." The beautiful and picturesque beauty took a deep breath. "I hope you can still be so tough then."

"Ah? Hard?" Mo Yusan sat there, holding his head in his hands. "I'm soft."

"But you have to hurry up, I might be leaving if you come late."

"Huh." Luo Hao laughed.

"—Many Dao exchanges keep great faith, and you know that you will go to advection again and again." She chanted a ballad-like melody from her throat, and Mo Yusan suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Luo Hao looked at Mo Yu San with a majestic look, and his figure turned into a current of water and dissolved in the sea.

The water suddenly surged up and shot towards the sea.

He didn't expect Luo Hao to be caught off guard when he was about to leave. Mo Yusan was caught off guard, and his whole body was soaked by the sea water.

The wet dress was tightly attached to Mo Yusan's body, outlining the girl's moving curves.

Guinevere and Angela on the side were not doing much better, like chickens in soup.

"Bah." Mo Yusan's spiritual power surged up, and a lot of steam came out.

She evaporated the seawater, but the seawater still formed a light frost on her skin and dress, causing her to twist her body uncomfortably.

"Returning to the King of Martial Arts! Playing tricks!" Mo Yu was so angry that he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The body was marked.

She felt a chill down her spine, and hurriedly took out the treasured purple pill from her pocket and threw it into her mouth, cutting the mark that the leader had anchored on her body.

She was provocative because she wanted to find something for the boss, not because she wanted to work for nothing.

In addition to being the apex of martial arts, the leader is also a famous alchemist. With more than 200 years of accumulation of alchemy, the top-level moving alchemy of "shrinking soil into an inch" is just a matter of thought for her.

But girls always have to put on make-up and dress up when they go out, and it should be too late for them to run away now.

Mo Yu San held a childish girl's neck in one hand and jumped directly into the shadow.

···

On the other side, in the small nunnery, a pair of bright eyes opened.

The moment she opened her eyes, all the beasts in the deep mountain trembled for a moment, bowing their heads to the co-lord there.

"Eagle." A soft and ethereal voice.

Under the sluggish eyes of the dazed young man, the master came out.

He hurriedly straightened his posture, but it was too late, and his inattentive appearance before was clearly seen.

Lu Yinghua has a secret. Under his condescending appearance, he hates girls, and the more beautiful girls are, the more he hates them.

As Luo Hao's direct disciple, he grew up under Luo Hao's beatings since he was a child.

After being beaten half to death, you can be alive again the next day... continue to be beaten.

Luo Hao didn't care, the whole Lushan Mountain was under her eyes.

"Ying'er, get ready." Luo Hao frowned.

"Yes." Lu Yinghua lowered his head.

It's too early to live, what kind of immortal can actually invite the master to come out of the mountain? Could it be the little granddaughter of the master outside?

You know, he was beaten to death and his master didn't even come out.

Although he was slandering, Lu Yinghua's expression remained the same.

Luo Hao's martial arts have reached the realm of transformation, and he can tell what others are thinking by seeing his expressions, but Lu Yinghua is used to how to secretly speak ill of his master so that she will not find out.

This is probably one of his few pleasures.

Luo Hao suddenly frowned and looked into the distance.

Mark...cut off?

She stepped out, and her figure disappeared instantly.

When it reappeared, it was already on the beach.

There was only one doused bonfire on the beach, and neither the ancestor nor the provocative god of disobedience had disappeared.

"Good~"