I really want to be a cook

This time, he came here mostly to pester the woman next to him to see the excitement.

But she will let him know that some excitement is not to be watched, and it is not good-looking.

The old woman had already seen that Jiang Ping was young, and his body was full of yang, almost comparable to an 80-year-old boy she had tasted back then.

It was that time that she was able to break through the great martial arts master in one fell swoop.

Later, she continued to pick up men in the arena, and was known as the sex witch, which was also a disaster for a while.

And Jiang Ping is very talented at first glance. If she can make up for it, not only her skills will be further improved, but also her somewhat illusory true energy will be strengthened.

It can be called a great tonic in human form.

That's why she was so impatient, even a little demented.

But she didn't see that Jiang Dongyue, who was about to catch up with her, suddenly stopped after her body changed shape behind her.

Otherwise, she would know that she was wrong, and she was wrong too much.

"Come here for my wife!"

The old woman stretched out her hand to grab it, and the pink energy behind her was condensed into a pink skull claw.

Her eyes were crazy, and the corners of her mouth showed a crazy smile, as if she had seen Jiang Ping struggling and begging for mercy in her hands.

But next second.

Her smile immediately froze on her face, and she looked at the huge palm holding her slender wrist in disbelief.

This palm is more than a foot wide, and the wrist covered with deformed muscles is almost as big as her neck.

It was such a giant hand that suddenly appeared, broke through her true energy in an instant, and grabbed her hand.

At this moment, her heart was frantically warning.

At this time, she instinctively felt that she should decisively break her arms to survive.

But for a moment of hesitation, she was unwilling.

If the arm is broken, it can't be connected. A woman with one arm will not look good.

With such a hesitation, she lost her last chance to survive.

"Old woman, you just asked me to play with you?"

A suppressed, violent voice came.

Ka Ka Ka! !

With a pull of the giant hand, the old woman stepped forward involuntarily.

The zhenqi in her body kept stirring, and a pink peach blossom behind her continued to bloom with pink light.

But in the face of this unreasonable force, he was unable to stop it in the slightest.

"do not want!"

She let out an unwilling scream.

"How can you not, since I have aroused Lao Tzu's fire, now I will accompany you to have fun!"

boom!

According to legend in the Jianghu since ancient times, there is a move that is extremely lethal to women, called - Huai!middle!hug!sister!kill!

I saw a terrifyingly huge muscular man grabbing a delicate, poor and helpless woman, pulling her into his arms, and hugged her so tightly!

Click click!

The sound of countless bones shattering continued to be heard.

Wait until the sound stops.

The huge muscular man had disappeared.

Jiang Ping tidied up the tattered cloth strips on his body, and sighed innocently.

"Why do you say, play with me, can you afford it?"

At his feet, a muddy woman was paralyzed on the ground, her limbs and bones were disorganized, her eyes were helplessly looking at the sky, full of fear.

Chapter 101 The old man is not easy to mess with (521/[-])

"giggle"

The woman on the ground suddenly moved like a fish, and there was a saw-like gasp in her throat.

As a supreme master who has already given birth to the true spirit of martial arts, his vitality is actually two levels from that of ordinary people.

Even if the bones and tendons are broken all over the body, the muscles are kneaded like cotton.

As long as the true spirit of martial arts is not lost, she can live on.

But without the support of body qi and blood, the true qi in her body is like a rootless weed, and sooner or later it will dissipate little by little.

But if there is no external force to intervene, this process will be very long, counting years.

That's why there are so many legends in the rivers and lakes, the lucky boy who falls into a desperate situation can meet a living expert, and he can also learn a good martial arts.

Of course, most of these are made up, but there are also genuinely lucky ones.

What they met was a warrior like an old woman.

Here, Jiang Ping touched his own big stretchy trousers with satisfaction.

Since the last time he fought against Wuji Supreme in Nanyue Peak, he almost walked the bird in broad daylight. After Jiang Ping went back, he learned from the pain, and finally spent a lot of money to create seven stretchy elastic trousers.

The top of this kind of trousers is made of cold silk spit out by different kinds of ice silkworms, which can not only keep dry and breathable at any time, but also expand and contract under pressure without deformation, and can even expand ten times at the maximum limit.

Seven pairs of large trousers, seven colors and seven patterns, which are changed in rotation every week, and can not be repeated every day.

This time, he had a small test and really did not disappoint him.

Then he heard the panting of the woman on the ground, but he didn't have any sympathy for her, so he kicked her and asked:

"Origin, name, and more, report to the backstage."

It's true that he usually doesn't hit women casually, that's because he is not human when he is casual.

No, he almost beat someone to death.

And the woman on the ground couldn't help trembling when she heard the words, the feeling just now was really terrifying.

The warning in her heart was not wrong.

She should have broken her arms to survive.

It's a pity she hesitated.

Now she can only be regarded as living a life worse than death.

But how could she have imagined that the little sheep in her eyes would turn into such a terrifying monster.

The feeling that every bone and every muscle in her body was being crushed, she swore that she would never experience it again in her life.

"Lin Jiaojiao, I am from the Demon Sect, you can't kill me!"

The old woman Lin Jiaojiao said in a trembling voice.

As for the backstage, she is already a great master, and besides the two Supreme Beings, who else is qualified to be her backstage.

On the contrary, there are quite a few guests.

Every word she said at this moment brought her endless pain.

How could there be such a pervert with only brute force in this world? Even the Prison Suppressing Dragon Elephant Jin, who is known as the world's greatest force, probably wouldn't have this kind of power.

That's brute force that can crush everything.

No wonder there is so much yang energy, if it is not enough, there will be ghosts.

At close range, Lin Jiaojiao couldn't think of anyone who could escape the impact of those two giant hands.

Her eyeballs turned with difficulty, and she saw Jiang Ping, who had red lips and white teeth, and looked like a handsome young man. Although his clothes were ragged and tattered at the moment, he looked even weaker.

His grandfather's, all men are liars!

After hearing this, Jiang Ping gave another kick without hesitation.

"Nonsense, my lord, don't you know that you are a member of the Demon Sect with your flirtatious appearance? I'm asking if you have any relatives and friends, and who are their names?"

Jiang Ping sighed, rather helplessly said:

"If there is someone I can't afford, or someone I know, I will spare your life. These days, harmony makes money."

But why do I sound like you are trying to kill me all over the place?

Lin Jiaojiao's heart trembled, but she no longer believed in Jiang Ping's nonsense.

For the first time in her life, she was glad that she didn't have many relatives and friends, otherwise she would suffer them, and even if she died, she might also be cast aside by future generations.

Well, by then, there may be no descendants.

"No no."

Lin Jiaojiao's cervical spine was also broken, and she couldn't even shake her head at this moment, she could only keep blinking to show that what she said was true.

"That's really embarrassing my son."

Jiang Ping looked embarrassed and said, "I usually don't kill women."

Just as Lin Jiaojiao raised a little hope, she heard Jiang Ping continue:

"Who is that, Dongyue, you take care of it."

She hasn't reacted yet.

She felt as soon as her body was cold, frost quickly formed in front of her eyes, and then a thick layer of ice wrapped her.

Almost at the moment when Lin Jiaojiao's aura disappeared, there was an exclamation:

"Be merciful!"

Then a great master of magic door appeared in front of Jiang Ping.

This demon master is a mature man with a handsome appearance and extraordinary charm.

It seems that he is only in his thirties, which is the peak moment for a man.

Of course, how old it actually is, only he himself knows.

He looked at Lin Jiaojiao's body on the ground with an ugly expression.

"You killed her?!"

When Jiang Ping stepped on it, the ice cubes shattered into small ice slags, and Lin Jiaojiao naturally turned into thousands of pieces, shattering the fantasy of the great master of the magic sect.

"Obviously, yes!"

Jiang Ping spread his hands indifferently, and said very righteously:

"I am an official of the imperial court. This time I came here at the invitation of you Zhengmo. If this woman dares to attack me, she is assassinating the official of the imperial court. She deserves to be punished.

It is reasonable and legal for me to kill her! "

"If you have an opinion, just shoot."

Although Jiang Ping was wearing a cloth strip, and a corner of his ice silk underwear was exposed around his waist, but at this moment he was standing with his hands behind his back, carrying the life and evil spirit of a great master who had just crushed, it seemed like a huge force was rushing against him, pressing down on him as well The extremely great master's eyes wavered for a while.

"Do you dare to leave your name?"

asked the great master of the magic gate.

"Why don't you dare!"

Jiang Ping snorted coldly, and replied sonorously:

"I don't change my name when I am an official, but I don't change my surname when I sit. The commander of Dazhao Dongchang, Xu Zhengyuan is also!"

"It turned out to be the famous commander of the East Factory! I remember you!"

The Great Master of the Demon Sect also left a word.

"This deity, the master of Huangquan Valley, Jiuyou, will definitely pay a visit sometime later."

After all, his figure flashed and disappeared.