God is not tempted [Quick Transmigration]

Shan Xiulin's first reaction after he came to his senses was to wrap his arms around Qingcan's waist, raise his feet with sullen eyebrows, and kicked hard at Zhong Mo who hadn't recovered.

The fully charged force hit the opponent's most vulnerable stomach, and the internal organs received a huge impact in an instant.Zhong Mo was hurt inside by this kick, and the smell of blood welled up in his throat, and he swallowed it carelessly.

Putting down his hand covering his stomach, Zhong Mo's darker silhouette showed a bit of coldness, and he looked at Shan Xiulin and smiled meaningfully.

"Good eyesight."

The meaningful words falling into Shan Xiulin's ears were nothing more than adding fuel to the flames. The other party's eyes were not on him at all, and they watched Qingcan speak the whole time.

Shan Xiulin almost laughed angrily.

Taking off the Qingcan glasses will make more people harbor ghosts, which will make him jealous, but on the other hand, this person's own light can't be blocked by even glasses. The only difference is that Qingcan's light is restrained. That's all.

But the other party's blatant ignorance was a bit too much. Shan Xiulin took Qing Can's hand, the other hand was around his waist, and his chin rested on Qing Can's neck, with an ambiguous tone: "Let me introduce, I Boy friend."

Qingyan raised her eyes slightly indifferently, but she showed implicit connivance towards his actions. This kind of connivance that was incompatible with Qingcan made the people watching this scene feel sour.

Surrounded by their hostile eyes, Shan Xiulin squinted his eyes quite comfortably, and smiled provocatively at Zhong Mo.

After smoothing out the wrinkled clothes just now, Zhong Mo turned a blind eye to someone's childish actions, took a breath, skipped over the person who was stuck with Qing Can, and politely smiled at Qing Can himself: "I It's called Zhong Mo."

"His name is Qing Can."

Shan Xiulin resolutely refused to give Zhong Mo a chance to talk, and lazily took the conversation back.

Zhong Mo's polite face finally pulled down, and he said coldly: "Captain Shan talks a lot."

Qing Can's face is expressionless, his zhanran fairy posture seems to be surrounded by black air, and he still has a beautiful posture, and his heartbeat will still stall when he looks at it at first glance, but this has nothing to do with his unhappy mood.

He even smiled and said softly, "It's okay."

Zhong Mo was stunned for a moment, his mood sank a few degrees in an instant because of his obviously protective words.All of Shan Xiulin's acts of declaring sovereignty can be regarded as invisible to him, but Qing Can's simple sentence can easily break these blinding leaves.

Shan Xiulin was different, the joy on his face was just about to spread, when Qingcan turned his face behind him.

"I'll show you what's behind you."

There was a slight chill at the end of the tone, and the crisp movements were even more obvious at a glance.

At this time, several people quickly looked behind, their complexions changed slightly.

I don't know when it started, those strange colors began to enter the room through the gap in the door, and the black and red colors especially set off this strange copy.

Those players even practiced retreating to avoid them.

Sparse black and red spread across the corners of the wall little by little, and some even seemed to inadvertently turn a corner to approach the team members who were kneeling and resting on the ground.

Before they got close, they jumped up in fright, screaming and screaming.

With a fixed face, Shan Xiulin slowly stood up straight, and took a few steps back to protect Qingcan.

Fortunately, although these things can invade any corner, but the speed is extremely slow, and it takes a long time to reach the problem one step away.

This was also one of the reasons why Qing Can let them waste their time.